The investigation in the hotel continues, and the objects of the key interrogation are all disciples of Anliang Main Hall.

Those who had a close relationship with the traitor, whether there was a problem or not, were all imprisoned.

Taking advantage of the fact that the blockade on the first floor had not yet ended, Chen Yuting and her two entourages could not return to the room, so Fang Buwei wanted to take a look in person.

In order to get Situ Meitang to agree, Fang Buwei said that he was dry......

The car that took him to the hospital circled the street and crept back to the back door of the hotel.

Several disciples lifted Fang Buwei out of the car, and the stretcher was replaced by a wheelchair.

In addition to this, he was followed by a bearded American doctor.

"Lao Jiu, are you okay?" Lee Jae-yi asked worriedly.

Although the injury is not serious, it only hurts the bones, but if you don't recover well, it is likely to leave a hidden injury.

"The doctor is right behind, what's there to worry about?"

Fang is not a return.

If it weren't for Situ Longtou's insistence, he wouldn't even want a doctor.

But Fang Buwei also knew that it was good that the old gentleman didn't let people tie him up to the hospital.

If it weren't for Huang Sande's persuasion, saying that professional things should be handed over to professional people to do, how could Situ Meitang agree that Fang would not return to the hotel with injuries?

But we all know that iron can only be struck while it is hot, and if the assassins are not eliminated and all the spies inside are not revealed, there will be no peaceful day in An Liangtang.

"If it weren't for you today, I would have been dead on the spot!" The old gentleman sighed.

The Assassin on the pillar had climbed two feet high, and if he had fired, he would have been able to hit him.

There is also the one in the ceiling, Fang Buwei If it is planted in the evening, I am afraid that the Hongmen at this time has already begun to prepare for him.

"The mountain master is polite, it's all my business!" Fang Buwei hugged his fists for lying down.

The grace of saving lives is not grateful, and the old gentleman naturally knows how to do it.

After a few words, Situ Meitang ordered Li Zaiyi and Chen Fengshi to carry Fang Buwei upstairs.

Fang Buwei insisted on searching, in fact, there was some whim.

He always had a gut feeling that Chen Yuting was wrong, and that female bodyguard was likely to be a Japanese spy.

And not just because of that bottle of perfume.

Zhang Yonghe was carried out of the toilet, and it took almost ten minutes for Chen Yuting's bodyguards to come out of it, but Fang Buwei didn't see when she went in.

It can only be said that she was in the toilet before Zhang Yonghe fainted.

Of course, women have to be more troublesome, not to mention ten minutes, more than half an hour.

Fang Buwei doubted that she was the one who took the picture.

Because before the second search of the toilet, she went again, but this time quickly, up to three minutes before and after.

Fang Buwei concluded from this that the person who secretly took the red book was forced to destroy the evidence, but he really found the camera from the toilet.

It makes sense.

The stunned Zhang Yonghe assassin was not sure if Situ Meitang would arrange for someone to search the men's toilet immediately after someone found out that Zhang Yonghe had fainted, and the best way was naturally to hand over the red book to the female bodyguard and let him take pictures in the women's room.

There was a third time, Fang Buwei asked Zhang Yonghe to pretend to identify him, and when he found that the mole was secretly observing, he only saw Chen Yuting and the maid, but did not find the bodyguard.

Fang did not suspect that the female bodyguard was most likely with the assassin at that time, discussing nothing more than how to escape or how to carry out the assassination.

But this is all Fang Buwei's speculation, and he is not particularly tenable, so he made a special trip to search.

"Why do you suspect Miss Chen?" Chen Fengshi asked puzzledly, "Look at her Sven Wen, delicate and weak, where does she look like an assassin?" ”

Fang Buwei sneered.

Are there any fewer famous female assassins in history?

If it were changed to Li Mingxiang's identity, Chen Fengshi would be shocked and want to hit the wall.

"Why don't you go and ask Uncle?" Fang Buwei asked with a smile.

"You kid still hold a grudge?" Chen Fengshi exclaimed, "Didn't I listen to your explanation before......

Fang is not lazy to fight with him.

The room was quite tidy, and it seemed that Lee Jae-yi had not done much to search before.

"Search carefully, don't let go of a single hair!" Fang is not for the confession.

A few disciples walked into the room, turned on a flashlight, and checked inch by inch.

This is all carefully selected by Lee Jae-yi and Chen Fengshi from each hall, although it is not very professional, but it is better to be careful.

A few minutes later, a disciple came with a syringe and a box of feather arrows.

"I've seen this before!" Li said in concern.

There are rules that do not allow guests to bring weapons into the venue, but this refers to hot weapons such as pistols and grenades, and cold weapons are not included.

What's more, it's this kind of hidden weapon that can't make much damage.

Fang Buwei glanced at the syringe.

At the tip of the barrel there is a small reed bracket that can be removed at any time.

It's cleverly designed to be both blown and ejected.

Fang Buwei put down the syringe and picked up the box of feather arrows again.

There were about twenty pieces, about an inch and a half long, slightly thicker than an embroidery needle, and heavier than a normal blow needle.

Fang Buwei put the tip of the needle under his tongue and licked it.

Lee Jae-yi and Chen Fengshi looked confused.

"You're crazy, aren't you, what if there's poison on it?" Lee Jae-yi asked angrily.

Fang Buwei also thought that the feather arrow was quenched and poisoned, but the system did not react, indicating that he guessed wrong.

Shouldn't it?

If it is not quenched, what is the use of such a secret weapon?

At most, it can only prick a small eye on a person's body, and it won't even bleed much.

"Flashlight!" Fang Buwei stretched out his hand.

The light in the room was a little dim, and he couldn't see it very clearly.

Lee Jae-yi handed him a flashlight.

Fang Buwei turned on the flashlight and put the feather arrow under the light.

The tip of the needle is solid, but at a point above the tip of the needle, there seem to be two dark spots.

Fang Buwei picked up another feather arrow and pricked it at the dark spot with a needle.

The dark spot was punctured, and a drop of yellowish liquid oozed out.

"Did you really hide the venom?" Chen Fengshi exclaimed.

Before his voice could land, his eyes widened again.

Fang Buwei actually stuck his tongue out again and licked it on the needle.

Not only licked, but also sucked, and by the way, smacked his tongue.

Pure Sudden is looking for death......

But it's too late to stop.

Li Zaiyi trembled in shock, and really wanted to slap Fang Buwei in the face.

"Don't worry, you can't die!" Fang Buwei smiled, "When I was a child, I met strange people, and I was tempered for three years, and now I am ...... invincible to all poisons."

Are you fools?

Lee Jae-yi and Chen Fengshi had black faces one by one.

Fang Buwei put down the feather arrow, and laughed twice.

Evidence of Chen Yuting's connection to the Assassins has finally been found.

I don't know if my brother is a humanoid biochemical instrument, right?

The ingredients on the feather arrows were exactly the same as those on the poisoned bullets fed by the Assassins.

Cyanide, acacia bean venolin......

It's all the best of seeing blood and sealing the throat.

Spy Hunting