The cold wind swished in from the outside, and it was raining rainlessly outside, and the wind mixed with the rain made a whistling sound outside the window.

The tiger pig frowned and stared at the man outside the door.

But because it was too dark, and there were no lights in the factory, only a bonfire provided a faint light, so it was impossible to see the face of the person standing in the darkness.

The other thugs were also a little nervous, and they couldn't help but think that this scene was a little weird. The cold wind blew, and each of them couldn't help but shiver.

There was a thunderous sound, and the lightning instantly lit up the entire sky, and also illuminated the man's face, and he pulled out a long shadow as he stood in the doorway.

"Is that you?" Tiger Pig breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the steel knife beside him.

Hou Bingfang's body moved slowly, walked in, looked around, and smiled: "The hall master of the Tiger Head Gang, who was once in the limelight, has actually fallen to this point. ”

Tiger Pig gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You still have the fucking face to say!? We did what we promised you, but what about you? You didn't show up for several days, and Lao Tzu couldn't get in touch with more than 30 phone calls from Tyrant Hengli, so we were chased by Tiaozi and hid in Tibet! Ended up in such a field! ”

"Hehe, don't get excited." Hou Bingfang walked towards him step by step, smiling: "The matter is so big, it will take some time to deal with it, now the domestic police are looking for you everywhere, the airport and wharf are all closed, and you need to go through some procedures to arrange for you to smuggle out of the country." ”

"Okay now?! Can you send us away? The tiger pig asked through gritted teeth.

"Hehe, of course." Hou Bingfang turned around: "Come with me." ”

Tiger Pig still had a gloomy face and slowly stood up.

Tiger Pig got up and walked behind Hou Bingfang and asked, "How are we going to leave?" The entire North Entrance should be police now, right? ”

"Someone will pick you up."

"Who?"

"A Grim Reaper with a scythe."

Hou Bingfang smiled lightly.

The tiger pig's eyes widened suddenly, and he finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly wanted to grab the steel knife beside him.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he stopped, because the "fangs" in Hou Bingfang's hand had been deeply inserted into his heart!

The tiger pig looked down at the dagger that was deeply inserted in his chest, his body trembled, and his face was full of incredulity: "You ......"

Hou Bingfang snorted coldly and pulled the dagger out of his chest.

Blood splattered!

Hou Bingfang gently pushed again, and the huge body of the tiger skin pig fell down like this, and before he died, he was still staring at the big eyes of the camel bell, and he didn't blink his eyes!

The dozen or so bastards around were also terrified, and they all shouted, "Bastard! "He killed Brother Pig!" "Brothers, avenge Brother Pig!"

A sneer opened into the corner of Hou Bingfang's mouth, and he glanced at them contemptuously.

The blood-stained dagger in his hand, the black fanged blade, made a faint sound, like a black rattlesnake, waiting to obliterate its next prey......

……

"Oh my God...... Over here...... What the hell is going on......" A young policeman looked at the scene in the factory in surprise, and his whole body trembled.

Lan Yan stepped on the flat shoes, walked around each corpse, looked at the corpses in the factory, and couldn't help but have a headache.

Now, the clue is broken again.

Countless police officers have started investigations, drawing lines, taking samples, and autopsies around here, and a cordon has been set up outside the factory, although this is a bit redundant, because it is really sparsely populated and usually not people come and go.

This is the third day after the death of the tiger pigs, the police finally found it in a suburb of Xicheng, the body was put for two or three days, and it was in the hot summer, it had begun to stink, and the smell of wicked people filled the sky of the entire factory.

Lan Yan slowly squatted down in front of the carcass of the tiger pig, sighed, and gently stroked his eyes that were still staring like calves.

"What? He's dead!? I turned my head in surprise and looked at Lan Yan standing beside my bed.

Lan Yan nodded helplessly and said, "Well, there are a total of eighteen people with the tiger skin pig, and none of the survivors were killed by him." ”

I clenched my fists: "Has the murderer been found?" ”

Lan Yan shook her head: "No, no fingerprints other than the victim were found at the scene, and no footprints or other clues were left outside the factory, and the murder weapon has not been found until now." It can only be said that the murderer is a killer who is a repeat murderer with very clever means, and it should have been raining heavily on the day of the murder, but he did not leave a single footprint, which is really incredible. ”

I frowned: "Did you take any pictures?" Can you show me? ”

Lan Yan said, "Yes." It wasn't too much of a request, and she pulled out a stack of photos from the bag next to her and handed it to me.

I took the photos of the scene and flipped through them one by one.

These people are all members of the Tiger Head Gang, and the bastards under the mouth of the Tiger Skin Pig Hall have the yellow hair and flat head from before, and of course the Tiger Skin Pig is also among them. Their deaths were horrible and terrifying, as if they had seen something terrible before they died.

"They all had only one wound on their bodies, and they were all killed by a single blow." Lan Yan said: "The murder weapon should be a dagger or a short knife or something like a sharp blade, and the tiger pigs were either pierced through the heart with a knife, or they were killed by cutting their throats, and the means were very cruel." ”

I put down the photo and read three words in a deep voice: "Hou Bingfang......"

"Hou Bingfang? Who's that? Lan Yan asked strangely.

I said in a deep voice, "If my guess is correct, he probably did this." Then I glanced at Lan Yan and said, "Can you please do something, go back and investigate, there was a student named Hou Bingfang who slept in the same class with me before, and he transferred all his identities." "Although the identity is basically fake, but I still have to try it, anyway, I hit the big luck, maybe I can find something?

"...... from your school Student!? This...... Okay......" Lan Yan was a little surprised when she heard that it was a student, but then she was relieved, isn't this seemingly ordinary teenager in front of her just a student?

Lan Yan was about to leave, when she suddenly remembered something, turned to me and said, "By the way, we also found a bag of guns hidden by Tiger Pigs on the steel frame on the ceiling in that factory, which is the double-barreled shotgun they used when they committed the crime on Yudang Street that day!" ”

"We found that these guns were all made and produced in foreign countries, and they did not come from domestic black gun processing factories, but should have been shipped in from abroad."

My eyes lit up and I asked, "Really?" Why didn't you just say that? ”

Lan Yan asked strangely, "What's wrong?" ”

"Let's go investigate where these guns are made." I said seriously, "Maybe there's something big!" ”

Lan Yan was slightly stunned, and then nodded seriously: "Okay, I know." ”

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