"Most of them have been checked, nothing has been found, and there is still one place left."

"A place?"

Li Wenbin's action of wiping the lens stopped.

"Will they be right in this place?"

If so, they'll be ready!

The officer hesitated and replied.

"Not sure, we've only screened out what we think is the most likely. But whether the team of doctors is here or not is hard to say. ”

"Alright, then you keep exploring! Report to me as soon as there is any news! ”

Li Wenbin's expression was serious: "Remember, the other party is extremely dangerous!" With extremely powerful firepower! Don't act rashly! ”

Striking the grass and scaring the snake is still secondary.

Li Wenbin is even more worried that if they act rashly, they may be taken away directly by the doctor team!

"I understand!"

The officer nodded earnestly.

After knowing that the other party had a bomb expert, he didn't dare to be careless at all.

"Sir Li, I have an idea."

Another police officer, who was also in charge of this, spoke.

"What thoughts? Go ahead. ”

"I'm wondering, is the location of the doctor's team not fixed?"

"Not fixed?"

Li Wenbin's heart moved.

"Be specific."

"Although we have collected a lot of information through eyeliner, this information is basically before two o'clock this afternoon, and there is very little information after two o'clock."

"I'm wondering, we have searched so many places and there is no news, could it be that the team of doctors immediately transferred after noticing the failure of rabbits and others?"

Information is time-sensitive.

Although they have a lot of eyeliner under them to help them monitor various places in Kowloon City, it is difficult for them to get first-hand information in the first place due to various reasons.

The main thing is that the doctor is too cautious.

So far.

No one knows what he looks like yet.

Under the leadership of the doctors, the team of doctors is also quite cautious.

When they went out to run errands, they all wore masks, and Li Wenbin only found out what rats, poisonous snakes and others looked like.

In such a situation, they can only provide some basic information to the eyeliner below and let them follow this information to find it.

This inevitably leads to a lot of information being wrong, and it will take at least several times to sift through before it reaches them.

Naturally, it is difficult to ensure the timeliness of the news.

The officer concluded.

"In this way, if the team of doctors changes positions frequently, I am afraid that we will always be a beat slower than each other, and it is almost impossible to find each other."

Li Wenbin's brows furrowed unconsciously.

The question is easy to understand.

The point is.

How should this problem be solved?

The best way to do it.

Of course, it is to pass on the photos of the doctor team and others, as long as you find people according to the picture, not to mention finding out the doctors in minutes, at least the time can be greatly reduced, so that they may catch the tail of the doctor team.

But where is the photo now?

Li Wenbin looked at the officer, who looked at the other officer, who lowered his head and pretended not to see anything.

······

Tossed for a while.

Duan Kun finally got his painting skills out.

Picture LV 1 (0/1000)!

"System! Improve your drawing skills! ”

A thousand fortunes disappear.

Picture LV 2 (0/10,000)!

"It's okay, it's almost enough!"

Duan Kun felt the level of painting LV·2, although it was not particularly ideal, but it was almost enough.

Well.

It's not because he's running out of money!

Duan Kun took out a pencil and tried to find out if there was any white paper, but in the end, he searched all over his room and couldn't find any white paper.

"Forget it, it's going to be used!"

He pulled out a workbook.

Duan Kun sat at the desk in the room, recalling the doctor's appearance in his heart.

The memory is not very clear, and I can only remember some general appearances.

Duan Kun frowned, trying to recall as many details as possible, while writing and drawing in the homework book.

A few minutes later.

A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a gloomy face appeared in front of him.

"Seven or eight points are similar."

Duan Kun looked at it carefully, and finally said.

Seven or eight points are similar, which is actually a little far from his goal.

It can be seen from Le Huizhen, He Min, Uncle Da, Fu Bang and others that although they are similar to their actors, they are only seven or eight points similar.

Deduct two or three points here, deduct two or three points there, and the gap is huge.

However, although he knew that the gap between this portrait and the real person might not be small, Duan Kun had no better way to solve it.

It's not a technical one, it's a memory one.

In Duan Kun's memory, he only remembered so much.

Even if Duan Kun improved his painting skills to LV·5, he would only paint this person more vividly, not more like him.

Duan Kun recalled it seriously again, and slightly changed a few strokes to make him more like.

But that's the end of it.

For the rest, unless he can convert the image in his mind into a high-definition version, nothing will change.

"I should barely be able to recognize it!"

Duan Kun looked at the doctor's portrait.

"So be it!"

Tear and pull!

He tore the page straight away.

······

In a dark alley.

The corpse of the mourning state is gone.

The blood on the ground was also disposed of.

All that was left was the smell of blood, which remained in the air.

But the smell of blood is faint, and unless you smell it carefully, you can hardly smell it.

Sniff carefully in the alley with garbage cans······ Well, your taste is unique!

Lin Dong and the others had quietly left with the corpse of the mourning state.

In this little alley.

Only Wang Hu was left.

"I don't know why Brother Kun left me? Are you trying to give me a gun? ”

Wang Hu's heart was both excited and nervous.

He's just a thug who doesn't make it into the flow.

Entering this line, the time to follow Lin Dong is very short.

He had heard a lot of legends about the Tao.

What is holding a machete, slashing from Yau Mong Kok to Tsim Sha Tsui, and from Tsim Sha Tsui to Causeway Bay, killing is a river of blood!

A whole word has been chopped off!

What the?

You say it's not on the way?

There's a subway!

Wang Hu has heard too many of these stories, and every time he listens to them, his blood boils.

It's just that when he got inside, he found that it wasn't at all what he thought.

In this part of the Kowloon City district, there is basically no room for gangsters to survive.

Or to be more precise, there is no room for ordinary thugs like them.

………

PS: There is one more chapter in the evening~