Located between the old and new towns, in the northeast, the Green Leaf Seafood Market was the main place for the citizens of Green Town to buy fresh seafood in the past.

Fresh seafood from Bruston Pier has been delivered every morning for the public to buy, and although the rise of large supermarkets has reduced the flow of people and business has deteriorated, it is still one of the top choices for the general public and restaurants.

It's just getting brighter, but the seafood market is already crowded at seven o'clock, and the decrease in seafood in winter has not made it deserted, but has become more and more lively.

Passing through the crowd and through the bloody and fishy stalls, Gong Bing came to a small blue three-story building in the depths of the market.

The small blue building looks like it has been around for many years, with red brick masonry balconies on each floor, the long-unwashed window panes blur and make the scenery in the building obscure, and a long iron rod sticks out from the roof, and a long flag hangs on it, fluttering back and forth in the cold wind.

The blue building in front of him is the earliest base camp of the Little Knife Gang, and it is also the nest of the white-headed boss.

As the gang continues to grow, the base camp of the Little Knife Gang has long been transferred from here to the side of Nandeng Street, but with the defeat of the last gang conflict, the Little Knife Gang, which lost Nandeng Street, has once again returned its base camp to the three-story blue building of the seafood market.

According to the news inquired, only after the defeat of the gang conflict, in order to save the situation and prevent the Wild Wolf Gang from taking advantage of the victory to pursue, in addition to reaching an offensive and defensive alliance with Katester, Baitou also actively united various large and small clubs and gangs in Green Town.

But the strange thing is that since returning to the blue building last week, Baitou has never left, and ordered all his subordinates to leave temporarily.

Therefore, after leaving home, Gong Bing came directly here.

These are not secret things, and Gong Bing easily inquired about them.

The door of the small building was not locked, Gong Bing pushed the door open and walked in directly.

The small hall behind the door was empty, there was not even a door, there was a glass on the information desk, a third of the beer in it, a row of empty windows on the walls on either side, some waste paper was scattered on the floor, and a bunch of keys lay at the foot of the door frame of the duty room.

Gong Bing glanced hurriedly in the small hall, and some unnatural feelings rose in his heart, but he didn't stop, but walked straight upstairs.

The whitehead's room is in the deepest part of the third floor.

No one was encountered along the way, the whole building was unusually quiet, Gong Bing in it couldn't feel any people's breath, if it weren't for the noisy noise of the market outside the window, Gong Bing would have thought that he had been thrown into the uninhabited wilderness.

Gong Bing soon came to the third layer, and the road was unimpeded, and instead of feeling happy, the unnatural feeling in his heart became bigger and bigger.

At the end of the left turn after going out of the stairs, there was the room with the white head, looking at the hidden door, Gong Bing's brows tightened even tighter, because he had already smelled a bad smell, which almost filled the entire third floor.

Am I in the wrong place? Isn't this a stronghold of an underworld gang?

Gong Bing pushed the door and entered.

From the outside, the white-headed room is very spacious and luxuriously decorated, with leather sofas, high-end carpets, smooth floor-to-ceiling mirrors, large-size televisions, and glass display cabinets with precious ornaments on both sides of the wall.

"A smell of nouveau riche." Gong Bing touched his nose and walked in front of the owner of the room as he spoke.

That's right, the owner of the room is the boss of the Knife Gang.

Normally, according to the stern and suspicious Bai Tou, for an uninvited person like Gong Bing, he will usually send a bullet directly to the other party's head, of course, if he is still alive.

At this time, the white head was bound to the chair by a rope.

This guy's palms are missing, his bare wrists are charred, there are multiple burn marks on his body, his face is hideous and distorted, and his empty eyes are staring at Gong Bing in a stunned state.

Even in the daytime, such a picture is extremely permeating, but Gong Bing is not intimidated, but carefully examines the corpse.

"Evil, this guy must have suffered a lot of sins in his life." Gong Bing muttered to himself, in addition to burns, there were many scars on the other party's body, and blood stains were everywhere.

"There's a pile of black ashes on the ground, and your hands were burned by Qi Gen? This method of torture is really novel enough. ”

It didn't taste very good, so Gong Bing lit a cigarette in his mouth and walked around the room with his arms crossed.

"There are signs that the room has been ransacked, but many valuable things have not been taken away, valuables are intact, and the clean search and the brutal torture of the deceased are two very different qualities......"

There are two murderers?

"From the first floor to the third floor, it seems that no one has been in for a while, and there is no sign of a battle."

"This guy has been dead for at least three or four days, the smell is really big, this is a seafood market, the smell is mixed, and the windows on the third floor are tightly closed, so the body has not been found until now."

"If the white head has been dead for more than three or four days, who gave the order to Boggins? Murderers? ”

"Perhaps...... Is Perkins lying? ”

Thinking of this, Gong Bing immediately shook his head and denied himself.

It is unlikely that Boggins is lying, the other party is just a gang leader, not a tough guy or a dead man, and the possibility of continuing to lie under his torture is slim to none.

The other party's purpose in using Baitou is to kill him, and he killed Baitou long before he began to track and spy on him, so it seems that the plan to deal with him is just a one-shot thing......

It's an outsider.

There are not many people on the other side at the same time.

And there are other ways to know the results.

Gong Bing made a deduction in his heart.

Not long after, as he looked through the trash can in his room, he pulled out a clear glass bottle slightly larger than his fist, which contained less than half of the pale green liquid.

It was almost identical to the glass bottle found from Boggins.

Gong Bing mentally compared the size of the two.

It seems that the pale green liquid on Boggins' body came from here.

Gong Bing looked around the room, looking at the slight traces of fire everywhere in the room, and finally moved his gaze back to the white head, the traces in other places were only a slight, if you didn't look closely, you might still ignore the past, but near the center of the white head, the fire marks were the most numerous and radial.

This kind of fire mark is very strange, and it is very different from ordinary arson.

Flamethrowers and the like?

This world is no better than the previous life, even if the powerful flame gun is only the size of an ordinary submachine gun, and the flamethrower is too cumbersome for ordinary people to use.

At this moment, the phone on the desk suddenly rang, but Gong Bing, who was deep in thought, did not pay attention to it, and just gulped for smoke.

But three times in a row, it sounded and hung up one after another, and finally attracted Gong Bing's attention and called his soul back.

When the phone rang again, Gong Bing glanced out the window before picking up the microphone.

"Oh, you finally answered the phone? It's not easy. ”

"Guy, I thought you had something wrong with your ears."

An undisguised voice came out of the microphone.

"Who are you? You killed the white head? Gong Bing narrowed his eyes and asked straight to the point.

"Don't you know who I am?"

The other party let out a low laugh, but the words made Gong Bing doubt.

"As for the white head you are talking about? ...... Oh! After a deliberate pause, a voice came from the other side: "You mean that arrogant old guy?" That's right, I did kill the man, and I hope he isn't your friend. ”

"This guy really brought me a lot of happiness before he died, and the other party's painful begging for mercy at the end really made me unforgettable."

"You're a big guy." Hearing this, Gong Bing's back couldn't help but feel a chill.

"What did you say?"

"Don't ink, just say what you have to say, don't beat around the bush."

......

"Jiji, you have a good temper, I hope you can keep it up." The other party sneered, and then said, "You can now go to the window facing west." ”

"Why?"

"I think you'd do it anyway, if you don't want to regret it."

Gong Bing thought about it, took the microphone and cautiously came to the window.

"Careful, but pointless." The other party praised: "Okay, let's take a look downstairs at the scene, I'm here." ”

Under the window is facing a road eight or nine meters wide, extending straight to the outside of the market, Gong Bing, who is next to the window frame, turned his head slightly, followed the other party's instructions and looked downstairs, on the road where people came and went, there was a malicious and unconcealed gaze, so that Gong Bing, whose spiritual attribute reached 1.8, could be easily discovered.

Immediately, his pupils dilated, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

A man in an elongated trench coat and a hood stood in a hidden corner by the side of the road.

And in front of the hooded man, the petite Fias had empty eyes and a confused look.

Fias??

How did she end up here?

"Well, don't you feel familiar?"

"A cute tomboy, look at her slender neck, it really makes me a little unbearable."

At the other man's voice, the hooded man tightened his hand around Fiaz's neck.

Through the microphone, Gong Bing seemed to be able to hear Fias's moans of pain.

"What do you want?"

"I advise you not to think too much, if you want this little girl to be safe, then do as I say."

"Remember, my eyes are always on you."

Then the hooded man reported an address and time, and then hung up the phone without waiting for Gong Bing to speak again, and then quickly disappeared into the crowd with Fias and disappeared into the market.