A few fast horses rushed into the city.

Passers-by avoided one after another, and the knight at the head was none other than the newly arrived Jingzhao Mansion patrol Fang Lei Dao brand leader. Undoubtedly, the next few knights are fledgling Lei Dao brand catchers.

Lei Dao brand fast arrest is specially designed to deal with the Jiang Yang thieves who kill people without blinking, and the vicious criminals who know the law and break the law, reflecting fast, accurate and ruthless. The chief catcher Cang'er deliberately built it into an ancient special police force according to modern standards. Jingzhao Yin Cui Hu also attaches great importance to the Lei Dao brand, and specially grants the Lei Dao brand to catch a fast person and a fast horse.

Lei Dao brand caught the fast suddenly appeared in the downtown area, causing a commotion. Immediately catch the new clothes of fast blue, which is particularly eye-catching. Seeing their solemn expressions, I don't know where an extraordinary change has happened.

The Jingzhao Mansion Patrol Office has just received a report: a horrific and extremely terrifying murder case has occurred in the Yellow Bud Tea House, which has been undefeated for three years, and someone was stabbed to death in a private room facing the street of the tea house.

The pole led the Lei Dao brand to rush to the scene of the killing, followed by the old knife.

When he was at the scene of the killing, he couldn't believe his eyes, his stomach tightened, and he almost vomited the beef noodles he ate at noon.

The elegant room has been washed like a bloody rain, and it is shocking everywhere.

A middle-aged man with a good figure was leaning straight on a white rattan chair, with a short knife stuck in his chest, the knife was deep to the hilt. There were a few blood stains on the floor, and they zigzagged and crawled around. A woman who looked graceful on the outside leaned against the man's corpse, her face was as white as paper, her teeth were clenched, and she had long since lost her breath.

"Tick...... Tick ...... "There was still blood gushing out of the man's chest, dripping onto the floor, creepy.

The air was so oppressive that everyone was breathless.

It is very strange that the woman was neatly dressed, and she could not find a fatal wound or blood stain on her body, could it be that she died of excessive shock.

The cause of the woman's death is unknown.

The old knife put the female corpse sideways, and then went to strip the male corpse's shirt.

The pole interrogated Shoko, the tea master who found the first murder scene, and through the description of the appearance, the identity of the deceased was determined. The male is a frequent visitor to the teahouse, known as Su Yuanwai, and is a rich party. Accompanying him to heaven is the Oiran of the Hibiscus Soup House, whose stage name is Yan'er. Recently, female artists in the Furong Soup House have been in and out of the teahouse frequently, taking turns to soak their feet for Su Yuanwai.

"Twenty knives! , a full twenty dollars! The old knife screamed in horror, and his voice was terrifying, as if he came from the eighteenth layer of hell.

The crowd was thrilled.

It turned out that the old knife stripped off Su Yuanwai's shirt, and found that the deceased was bloody from the neck to the abdomen, and the knife edges were scattered everywhere, which was unbearable, so he concentrated on inspecting the knife edge.

At this glance, Rao is old knife has dealt with corpses all his life, and he is almost frightened: Su Yuanwai stabbed nineteen knives from the neck to the abdomen, plus the knife in the chest, a full twenty knives. Every knife is enough to kill a person, every knife goes deep into the bone marrow, and every knife is full of the wrath of heaven and earth.

The old knife pinched a handful of sweat in his palm.

The rod and other catches are about to surround them, and when they see it, everyone is horrified, where is this murder, it is simply the full food of the demons.

Who has such a great blood feud against Su Yuanwai?

Shoko's testimony:

In the afternoon, Yan'er came to the elegant room one step ahead of Su Yuanwai, soaked the waist and kidney strengthening soup designated by Su Yuanwai, and waited for Su Yuanwai to go upstairs. After Su Yuan entered the elegant room, the door was closed, and no one came to visit him. Su Yuanwai likes to warm his feet, and the lonely man and widow are alone in a room, looking afraid of disturbing Su Yuanwai's interest, and he is embarrassed to renew the tea. Until it was dark, it exceeded the time when Su Yuanwai usually went home, and he knocked on the door to remind Su Yuanwai. I didn't want to knock for a long time, but there was still no response in the room. He kicked open the wooden door with all his strength, and saw Su Yuanwai and Yan'er dying of anger.

Needless to say, the wooden door is locked from the inside out. The "daddy" of the Hibiscus soup restaurant also proves this. The possibility of the murderer entering through the main entrance was ruled out.

The pole focused on the window facing the street, which was tightly closed. The pole opens the window door and opens up the view.

The murderer entered through the window, jumped out of the window and fled after the killing, and calmly closed the window door before escaping. Is it possible?

The shops downstairs are side by side, and the streets are bustling. Even if the murderer is the stupidest, even if he has the ability to fly the eaves and walk the wall, he will not be so stupid as to kill people through the window in broad daylight and in full view of everyone. This has been proven by the fact that the windowsill is clean and does not leave a trace.

There is also a possibility: the murder weapon flew from the window.

The pole squatted down next to Su Yuanwai's corpse, his line of sight was level with the corpse, and he was in a line with the windowsill, and the end of his gaze was ten zhang away. The pole chuckled in his heart: If Su Yuanwai was hit by ten zhang from outside the window, the murderer must be a world-beating flying knife master.

Could it be that the legendary chain of eighteen stunts has reappeared in the rivers and lakes?

The chain of eighteen knives is eighteen throwing knives issued at the same time, and they are divided into eighteen different vital parts of people. The murder weapon that killed Su Yuanwai was the same short knife. It can't be eighteen times a throwing knife in a row, right? Besides, the windows and doors were closed at the time.

The pole's gaze swept across the long street, and at the beginning of the lanterns, many good deeds were constantly looking towards the teahouse.

"Lei Yi." The pole pointed to the place ten feet away from the window, and ordered his subordinates, "There is a vague building over there, you should quickly investigate who the owner is?" ”

Lei Yi took the order.

There is a thunder under the pole, there is a thunder two, there is also a thunder three, he Du Sanye, Bian Dan is the head of the card, the most headache is to remember the name of the subordinate. The brothers discussed, and gave their subordinates a substitute name. If the pole is the head of the Lei Dao brand, the subordinate substitute name is Lei 1, Lei 2, Lei 3 ......, the flat Dan is the head of the Yundao brand, and the subordinate substitute name is Yun 1, Yun 2, and Yun 3...... Du Sanye's hand is the head of the wind channel brand, and the substitute names of his subordinates are wind one, wind two, and wind three...... And so on.

The pole looked at the dead body of Su Yuanwai on the recliner again, and wondered in his heart: Is this his last posture when he was dying? The murder weapon was left in Su Yuanwai's chest, and it was apparently the last knife.

Why did the murderer leave the murder weapon?

The old knife took off the murder weapon on the body of Su Yuanwai and carefully placed it on the copper plate. The pole looked at this unusual knife, the knife was about half a foot long, the edge was exposed, the handle was peculiar, and two pieces of bamboo were tied together. There is no ugliest murder weapon in the world.

The pole's eyes lit up: this knife handle is a clue, as long as the origin of the bamboo is found, the origin of the murder weapon can be traced.

The old knife inspected the predecessor of Su Yuanwai, and was trying to move the corpse to the floor and replace it with Yan'er's corpse. His eyes widened suddenly, he stopped moving, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

The old knife saw the bloodiest and most unbearable picture in his career: the knife wounds on the corpse of Su Yuanwai burst one after another, and the skin and flesh were open, crisscrossing and crisscrossing. Su Yuanwai's corpse is no longer called a corpse, it is simply a blood-colored puzzle.

The crowd was quickly attracted by the expression of the old knife, and all eyes were cast on Su Yuanwai's corpse. The edge of the knife began to rot, and it was impossible to distinguish which piece was the skin and which piece was the flesh, and each knife edge seemed to be infused with the most vicious spell in heaven and earth.

The souls of the people present were scattered, who had never seen such a vicious scene.

Why did this murderer not even stab him twenty times? also took advantage of the deceased's bones to let the knife automatically rot, this murderer was so ruthless that it was outrageous; The evil of the heart can no longer be expressed in the words of the world.

The elegant room is full of bloody corpses, like a hell on earth. A gust of cold wind came through the window, and everyone shivered, and their hairs stood on end. The lights flickered on and off, indescribably terrifying, indescribably weird.

The pole ordered Lei Er to close the window tightly, and then ordered the teahouse to gather large horse lanterns to illuminate the elegant room as if it were day.

Everyone seemed to have walked out of the underworld and hell, the old knife wiped the sweat on the corners of his forehead, and scolded in his heart: "I have hit the evil spirit, I have never seen what kind of world Lao Tzu has, today I was scared out of a cold sweat by a corpse, and I really fucking beat my mother for the first time." ”

Lei Yi came back and replied: "That is a small courtyard with a single family, rented by outsiders, and the owner of the house is unknown,"

The pole asked, "Have you inquired about the tenant?" ”

Lei Yi replied: "I inquired, it is Mrs. Song, the proprietress of the antique shop, who usually lives in this small courtyard." ”

"An antique shop?" The pole's heart moved: there was a Mrs. Song antique shop opposite.

He stood up and walked straight to the window, where he could clearly see Madame Song's antique shop. After the time of doing business, the doors of the antique shop were closed.

Opposite is Mrs. Song's antique shop, and ten zhang away is Mrs. Song's residence, which is on the number.

As soon as Lei saw that the face of the pai head was gloomy, he immediately asked: "Pai tou, go and search the small courtyard with your brothers." ”

The pole shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that the murderer has already been at large, don't startle the snake, first find out the details of Mrs. Song." ”

The old knife regrouped, and his eyes widened to inspect the edge of the knife further.

The old knife was shattered beyond recognition, and there was a faint smell of sulfur, which was originally dotted with sulfur, and the flesh and blood in the depths slowly rotted and turned out from the inside out.

The old knife's body kept trembling, and he felt that he couldn't hold on, but fortunately, a pair of big hands caressed him behind his back at this time, and the old knife didn't need to look back to know that it was a rod.

The old knife held his breath again, and his intuition told him that destroying the knife edge did not only show that the murderer was ruthless, but also that there must be deeper intentions hidden in it.

As expected, in the miserable knife gap, the old knife found clues.

On Su Yuan's deformed skin, there were crawling black lines that looked like spider webs, intermittently. With years of experience, the old knife concluded that these lines were not knife marks, but tattoos, a kind of tattoos that are very popular among the people, but the lines of these tattoos have all become broken kites, and they are not coherent together.

The rod noticed that fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the old knife. The old knife is called the head of the knife by Du Sanye, and you can imagine how brilliant the old knife's career is. If the old knife can't spell out the tattoo pattern on Su Yuanwai's corpse, I'm afraid there won't be a second person in the world.