Just about to flicker past, Luo Xia seemed to think of something and jumped up.

"I said we'll have no problem with this report, right?"

"No, no, no, the two people in front of you said died, how did they die?"

"Entrails shattered by a heavy object?"

Luo Xia stared at the middle-aged man and asked intently, "What strength do those two have?" ”

"Elite high-rank, they are old men from MI2, and they have had some contact before... No, it's not! As he spoke, he also reacted, his eyes widening.

Elite high-level, as a demon breeder who can withstand the infusion of demon blood and the transformation of strength, not only will the strength become stronger, but the same physical strength will also be greatly enhanced.

Even if you want to be of the same class or a little stronger, you can definitely smash them to death with a heavy weapon. But directly shattering the internal organs can only be done when the crushing is formed, and it is obviously impossible to do it by the hands of those who died.

It is impossible for these weak people to even smash two MI colleagues to death with heavy weapons.

Well, according to the original version, it was the members of the MI and the guards who clashed, resulting in 2 to 11 casualties. Obviously there is a problem, obviously there is the existence of crushing the other party, but you can watch 11 people die on your side and then shoot?

Luo Xia and the middle-aged man glanced at each other, and they both saw horror and confusion in each other's eyes. The two of them walked to the edge of the pile of corpses and began to examine them again.

Luo Xia's expression changed, and he thought of a possibility, and directly picked up the dagger of the dead on the ground, and came to the guard's corpse, looking for the fatal wound on it.

"Hey, uncle, come and see. These wounds, as if there is a problem. Luo Xia compared it a few times and found that the wound of the deceased matched the dagger very well.

It's just that this kind of anastomosis is a bit too much.

He pointed to one of the wounds and said to the middle-aged man who came over: "Look, this wound is near the middle of the chest, as if it was put on." This situation can only be so complete unless you stand still and stab into it. But how can anyone face a dagger without even a struggle? And this, directly through the heart in the back, so how does the deceased have to move to form a left and right cut wound? This simply does not make sense. ”

The middle-aged man nodded, turned around and found another murder weapon, and made a few strokes on the corpse, and also found a lot of places that seemed reasonable, but could not withstand careful pushing.

But what does that prove? What if a man is not ours and is killed? Didn't the Commissioner say that someone was deliberately making a play? You don't think it's the commissioner... The middle-aged man gasped as he spoke, and fine cold sweat oozed from the Mediterranean.

"What do you think?" Luo Xia looked at the middle-aged man who was frightened by himself angrily, and then pointed to the chest of the corpse of one of the guards and said, "Look here, yes, there is a large area of Wuqing here, have you found anything?" ”

"Shhhh If the wound is just a cover-up, then this person is also shattered and attached to death!? I, I think, are more like, like a place ... Place... Haha, I don't know anything. ”

Looking at the middle-aged man who was sweating profusely, Luo Xia was completely speechless, there is a reason why this guy has been able to live until now, and he is still being bullied at every turn.

"Impossible, that home... The director's arrogant and domineering style doesn't need to be so troublesome, as long as you find a random reason, you can achieve the effect of the morning. And doing so, for someone like him, is too much, well, too disqualified. Therefore, the one who kills everyone is more likely to have someone else. ”

"The other guards don't seem to have this kind of injury, so they killed their own people?"

"Not necessarily." Luo Xia's brain has all kinds of different possibilities, originally as a game master, he is not stupid, especially good at opening up wasteland to find all kinds of clues to solve all kinds of difficulties. And since the continuous development of the brain domain, he has found that his thinking is getting faster and clearer.

"The ribs of this corpse were shattered, and it was found that there was none, it was a fist mark, and it was a large fist mark. And not some heavy weapon! I mean, the power of the person who kills them, like killing a couple of ants, is far more powerful than we think, and if that's the case, you touch the bones on other people's bodies, especially on their necks, hehe. ”

The more Luo Xia spoke, the more excited he became, and he felt the thrill of turning into Sherlock Holmes.

As he spoke, he quickly approached a corpse and reached for its neck. Sure enough, it was found that the real cause of death was a very "environmentally friendly" broken neck, and a closer look could also find faint bruises.

The middle-aged man looked up at the confident and proud young man in front of him, feeling that his twenty years as an agent had been in vain, even though he had only been an insignificant undercover person before.

Xiao Xi silently spit out, not daring to make a sound to remind her master. Whether it is the subtle irrationality of the wound or the undetectable bruise on the neck, it is the result of one's own scanning.

Luo Xia, who didn't know that Xiao Xi was silently complaining about herself, concluded triumphantly: "According to the reality that the fist is at least twice as big as normal, the murderer's size is far beyond ordinary people, and he may not even be human, I haven't seen underground people, but... You know. And if it's really an underworld, then everything makes more sense, hehe. ”

The middle-aged man jumped up excitedly and shouted at Luo Xia: "We are going to make meritorious contributions!" Go tell Team Leader Zhong! ”

Luo Xia looked at him like a fool, and said faintly, "Why do you want to tell Captain Zhong." ”

"Huh? Didn't Captain Chung ask us to do an autopsy? ”

"Is there one?"

"Didn't you? Didn't you say that? "The middle-aged man felt dizzy.

Luo Xia was happy and no longer ridiculed: "He obviously asked us to bury the body, how could he let us do the autopsy, we found it ourselves, understand?" And it's just our own personal speculation, if something goes wrong, do you think that bastard will speak for us? ”

After Luo Xia finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the castle, and at the same time asked the question that had always existed in his heart: "By the way, you are so honest, how did you survive until now?" Is the MI so comfortable? ”

"That's... I used to be a second department, a sleeper who had been a servant in a small country for more than ten years. The last three formations were transferred back because of the affirmation of loyalty, haha... Maybe it's the experience of these years that has made me like this, alas, I can't change it. ”

I'll go!

The lurking group is indeed a sinkhole.

Luo Xia was very glad that he desperately ran to the three groups that focused on special services, otherwise if he also went to lurk, it is estimated that he would have to choose to abscond.

Forget it, the topic is a little sad, it's a senior who has been called by himself for so long, Luo Xia decided to change the topic: "Then why don't you bring a mask?" ”

"Get used to it, the first point of latent is to be ordinary and natural, wearing a mask will make me feel uncomfortable and even inexplicably frightened, as if it will be exposed at any time." The middle-aged man obviously couldn't get around, and when he thought of his past ten years of latent career, his two eyebrows full of melancholy were almost entangled.

Well, Luo Xia gave up struggling. During the mission, members were forbidden to share their real names with each other, so he didn't want to know more about the middle-aged man. It is said that these things are contagious, so it is best to keep a distance when encountering Africans or something.

Of course, Luo Xia once again bypassed the deputy leader of Zhongmen and reported everything he found to the night owl. Anyway, this superior, who also has a dual identity, tried to promote himself.

"An elite powerhouse that is easy to kill, with fists and finger marks that are more than twice the size of an adult... Well, you, you're doing a great job. Zhongmen, you don't have to worry about him, this guy is small-minded, but he still has a bottom line. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you go to work under him before. The night owl nodded happily, Luo Xia's information gave him an unexpected surprise.

Unlike the previous information, which was only supplemental, this autopsy was a complete surprise. For those who have fallen into a frenzy, any breakthrough is worth celebrating.

This is a world full of magical energy, and the murderer is often tracked according to the nature of the residual power, and the murderer can even be traced back through the magic energy matrix, but on the contrary, there is not much use for the 'primitive' method of autopsy, so the corpse will be hastily disposed of.

Therefore, Luo Xia used Xiaoxi's information collection function and some common sense in his previous life to achieve surprising results.

Although it can't prove anything, if it is really done by underground people, then the other party is definitely not as simple as an open faction to do business, and the attitude of the relative military intelligence department towards them will become completely different.

However, what Luo Xia didn't expect was that he and the middle-aged man were directly assigned to the periphery of the Eastern District, and maintained the order together with the city guards who came later, which was equivalent to being excluded from the follow-up actions in disguise.

"Don't think about it, this time it's not simple, the second son personally sat in the town and dispatched the army... I guess there's some secret. The middle-aged man comforted Luo Xia, who was also sent out to patrol the streets, with a relieved tone: "Listen to me, it's luck that we don't participate in this kind of thing, if something really happens, I don't know how many people will die." It's better to be alive than to be cannon fodder, isn't it? ”

Luo Xia nodded, he could only suppress the curiosity in his heart, as a newcomer, he still had this bit of self-knowledge. It's just that I'm still a little unwilling, and I always feel that there is an opportunity in front of me, but I missed it in vain.

At the same time, he was a little regretful that he didn't see the mysterious woman in green again.

Sure enough, a few days later, a fierce battle broke out underground somewhere in the eastern district, and Tie Stubborn and several masters who came to support him personally took action, and fought with suspected underground visitors, and the result of the battle directly shook the tunnel located under a certain ruin.

Even Luo Xia, who was on guard on the periphery, felt the aftershocks on the ground!

He had to admit that the middle-aged man was right, if the two of them were really on the scene at the moment, with their strength, it was estimated that the aftermath would make them die without a place to bury.

In the days that followed, the MI and some of the soldiers of the newly formed Angry Hammer Regiment made a large-scale dispatch to clean up the underground network in the underground city, trying to find something.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he thought that he was unwilling to miss some kind of opportunity, so Luo Xia also went to see the battle site once.

What made him break out in a cold sweat was that the ruins on the collapsed tunnel were the place where Luo Xia and Link fought not long ago. I have to say that I was fortunate not to have the curiosity to go in and die, and I undoubtedly walked around outside the ghost gate.

Now that I think about this tunnel under the ruins, it may have existed for quite some time. The previous various terrifying and supernatural rumors may have been carried out by these underground people.

So, will it really end with this? (Ask for a collection, just have a collection and you will have me)