The bamboo barrel is not a pistol, but a hidden weapon that Jin Mingshun bought from a cultivator at a cost of hundreds of millions of yuan!

This is the secret weapon of the cultivator, and there are two poisonous needles hidden in the bamboo tube, and the venom in the poisonous needles is fatal to the cultivator. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info This is Jin Mingshun bought for self-defense, but the number of cultivators in the world is really not worth mentioning compared to the number of ordinary people, he has not encountered other cultivators since he bought the bamboo tube, nor has he encountered any danger.

Over time, he kept the bamboo tube in his office and rarely carried it with him.

This time Jiang Yi came to the door, he first made a false deal with Jiang Yi, and suddenly killed Jiang Yi when he relaxed his vigilance! This trick is endless, however, how can he hide his little secret from Jiang Yi?

Looking at the two flying needles that emitted a miserable green light flying in, a sneer appeared on the corner of Jiang Yi's mouth.

"Go back!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the two poisonous needles seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and they suddenly turned around and flew towards Jin Mingshun!

Moreover, under the control of that invisible force, the speed and strength of the poisonous needles increased several times! In a flash of cold light, two poisonous needles flashed through Jin Mingshun's two earlobes.

The poison needle pierced his earlobe, making it look like two fresh ear piercings in his ear.

However, on the surface, it was nothing, but in fact, the venom had passed through the bloodstream into his body. As long as the venom reaches the heart, he will surely die.

Obviously, venom spreads extremely fast!

The needle flew out and stuck in the wall behind him, and the whole needle sank into the wall. There was an oil painting hanging on the wall, and the poisonous needle pierced the oil painting, which sank into the wall, leaving two small eyes. These little eyes are too small to be seen unless you look closely. Coupled with the slippery covering, the little eyes are even more secretive.

"You ......" Jin Mingshun originally had a fierce face, but at this time, his face changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly.

However, before he could say anything, his eyes suddenly widened, his hands covered his heart, and finally he fell to the ground with a bang.

Jiang Yi stood up, flicked his sleeves, changed his appearance, and then walked out of the office.

He glanced up at the office and saw that surveillance probes were installed throughout the office and sales areas.

If the monitoring probe is not removed, it will be a big threat to him.

Jiang Yi walked straight to the dispatch room!

In the dispatch room, two young men in security uniforms were talking and laughing, not paying attention to the monitor at all.

Jiang Yi pushed the door in, and the two security guards immediately stood up.

One of them pointed at Jiang Yi and said loudly: "This is the dispatch room, idlers are not allowed to enter!"

Jiang Yi didn't say a word, just waved his hand, and the two security guards immediately went black and fainted to the ground.

Jiang Yi did not immediately destroy the surveillance video, but looked at the young man who had spoken earlier with great interest.

The young man looked to be about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, very dark-skinned, not tall, and thin. Jiang Yi looked at the name on the uniform on his chest, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smile.

"Wei Liang, I didn't expect to be a murderer and a fugitive!" Jiang Yi said with a smile in his heart.

Wei Liang, a native of Shanxi, killed someone five years ago, and since then he has been wandering the world and fleeing in all directions. When he came to Jinghai a year ago, he changed his appearance, changed his name and ID card, and calmly went to Patek Philippe to interview with security guards, and he was really admitted.

Don't underestimate the security guards, Patek Philippe's security guards have an income of six or seven thousand per month, and if they work overtime, the salary will be higher, and some can get one or two thousand!

In Jinghai, such a salary is much stronger than that of ordinary white-collar workers.

Jiang Yi destroyed the picture taken by the surveillance probe, made another call to the police, and then left slowly.

Not long after he stepped out of Patek Philippe, police cars drove up to the front of the flagship store. Two police officers dressed in ordinary police/detective uniforms walked into Patek Philippe, and when the waiter stepped forward to inquire about the situation, the two policemen directly said that they had come to find a person from Wei Liang.

The waiter came to the dispatch room with two policemen, but unexpectedly found Wei Liang and Wei Liang who were still in a coma. Two policemen stepped forward to arrest Wei Liang and dialed 120 at the same time.

And at this moment, a girl's scream came from not far away.

The two policemen glanced back, and at that moment, a female clerk ran in quickly.

With a look of horror on her face, she looked at the two policemen in the dispatch room, panted, and said repeatedly: "Boss, boss, he's dead!"

She stuttered a little as she spoke, and she reached out and pointed to the president's office not far away.

The two policemen couldn't care about Wei Liang anymore, and hurriedly rushed to Jin Mingshun's office.

The door to the office was open, and in the office, Jin Mingshun sat on his back in the boss's chair, still showing no signs of life. One of the policemen stepped forward to check on Jin Mingshun's situation, and after checking, he raised his head and shook his head at the other policeman, indicating that the person was dead.

The Patek Philippe employees who heard the sound and followed all widened their eyes, and several women even covered their mouths with their hands, and their eyes showed horror.

The police immediately called the city bureau to report the situation.

A few minutes later, the police officers of the Criminal Investigation Brigade and the Forensic Department of the Municipal Bureau, led by Zhen Yue personally, arrived at the scene.

The police officers of the Forensic Identification Section began to conduct on-site inspections, while other police officers assigned work and asked the staff in the store about the situation.

Zhen Yue stood in Jin Mingshun's office, she calmly looked at the dead Jin Mingshun, and then began to observe Jin Mingshun's office again.

A few minutes later, Zhen Yue looked at a forensic doctor.

"What's the situation?What is the cause of death?When did you die?" Zhen Yue's voice was steady, looking calm and capable, just like the original appearance.

At the beginning, she was a fiery little policewoman, desperate Saburo, but now, she has a faint trace of leadership style and detective momentum.

"The body has no superficial injuries, and the cause of death is not visible for the time being, it is estimated that it was a sudden illness, and the specific situation will not be known until we go back to the autopsy. The medical examiner replied.

Zhen Yue nodded, and at this time, her eyes were fixed on the oil painting.

This is a simulated version of the work of the Dutch painter Bosch, painting a demon, and the overall style of painting is biased towards dark colors. Zhen Yue is not looking at the oil painting, but the two small holes on the oil painting that are almost invisible!

This is left behind when the poison needle penetrates the oil painting, and it is so small that it may not be visible if you look closely. However, Zhen Yue's investigation experience is too rich, and her eyesight is even more amazing, she didn't see clearly at first, but when she looked closely, she immediately found two very small holes.

She immediately stepped forward and took off the painting. And behind the painting, there are also two tiny holes in the white wall!

The wall is painted with white paint, and these two small holes in the black paint are very conspicuous on the wall.

The people from the forensic department immediately stepped forward and scraped off the paint and putty around the small hole with a knife, and when they were cleaned up, two extremely thin needles appeared in front of Zhen Yue and the others.

Most of the thin needles are in the wall, only a little bit is exposed, and what is even more frightening is that the little needles that are exposed actually exude a miserable green light!

The light was shining in the sunlight and looked bright.

"Be careful of poison!" Zhen Yue reminded.

In fact, there is no need for her to remind the experienced police of the forensic department who have already seen that this needle contains highly poisonous. Wearing rubber gloves, they carefully scraped the walls and finally pulled out the two poisonous needles with vices.

The poison needle is as long as a finger, as thin as a cow's hair, and the surface also exudes a green luster.

"Take it back, take a good test, and then do a detailed autopsy on the deceased, I think these two poisonous needles are the cause of his death!" Zhen Yue said slowly.

After this period of experience, Zhen Yue can be regarded as a veritable detective.

"Take the surveillance footage back from the store and check it out, and take all the surveillance footage from the street. Zhen Yue decisively ordered.

However, a police officer came back a moment later to report that the surveillance video in the store had been vandalized and could not be recovered.

Zhen Yue didn't show anything about the police's report, she just nodded slightly, and then led someone to close the team.

The surveillance footage on the busy avenue was taken away, and Zhen Yue and more than a dozen police officers checked the footage in the surveillance video.

Ten minutes later, Zhen Yue suddenly frowned, and her expression became strange.