"First of all, you need to make a guarantee about what I say next, and promise not to disclose this information easily." The middle-aged police officer took the crying man to a no-man's land, looked at the adjutant, and continued.

"It's not a big deal for you to say it, but I don't want to get in any more trouble." When the man was puzzled, the middle-aged police officer said again.

Saying that, the adjutant looked around to prevent the rest of the people from eavesdropping.

"Okay, I promise, but if you don't give me something reasonable. I'm going to make a big fuss. The man lamented the death of his son, and he didn't care about the mysterious police officer's words, and he didn't want to threaten him.

"Heh, you're absolutely satisfied, but before that, I want to ask you, how do you feel about the martial arts in the TV series." The middle-aged police officer pushed his glasses and said a little tiredly.

"I don't want to be martial arts or martial arts now, I just want to know who my son's murderer is!" The man was excited and wanted to push the middle-aged police officer, but in the end he didn't do it and yelled.

"It's about your son's death!" The middle-aged police officer said calmly with an irresistible majesty.

"We actually have martial arts internal strength! Your son's heart is missing or broken, and there is no wound on the outside, this is not something that ordinary people can do, and now I want you to agree to the autopsy, because this is the only clue, because this is beyond the ordinary concept. ”

"The murderer may be a **** warrior, or an island ninja, or a vampire werewolf in country Y, or even a new type of cyborg in country M, or some kind of demon monster, this is all possible, I don't understand why your son has something to do with these, there is no clue at all, what problem can you solve by crying!" The middle-aged police officer gasped slightly, and said with some ferocity and irritability.

"You lie to me, it's the age of science and technology, martial arts or anything is a dream, I just ask you to tell me if the murderer is good" The man was a little sluggish after listening, but he still pulled the middle-aged police officer's sleeve in disbelief and cried bitterly.

"I said that the murderer is not an ordinary person, I have never encountered this kind of method, and what I said is true, I only want an autopsy now, because this may be the only clue, or even a clue. If you really don't believe what I'm saying, look at the people behind you. The middle-aged officer pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, tilted his head behind the man and said.

The young adjutant stood silently behind the man for some time, held the man's neck with one hand, and lifted it up directly with a slight force.

"Okay, that's what you told me to believe in you at the beginning, don't go too far." The middle-aged police officer looked at this scene and said with some embarrassment

"What? You say that this little ghost in front of me knows martial arts and is keeping me safe? The middle-aged officer, who was much younger, yelled into the other end of the phone at this time.

"What are you kidding, if he convinces me that he has martial arts, I'll let him stay, otherwise I'll go back to his original place immediately." The officer was a little annoyed, joking, and yelled without a limit.

Hanging up the phone, the police officer leaned back on a chair and looked at the young man in plain clothes, and said with mockery: "Come, you come to perform acrobatics such as flying eaves and walking on walls, taking things from the air, and releasing sword qi."

The young man seemed very silent, from the time he came in, to the time the police officer called to get angry, and now the mocking young man looked at the police officer coldly.

The silent and cold young man suddenly walked around, scanned the room, and walked straight to the officer.

"What do you want to do?" The police officer looked at the young man who was coming step by step, and was inexplicably a little nervous.

The young man walked up to the police officer, grabbed the officer's neck directly with one hand, and easily lifted the officer up, but the police officer grabbed the young man's arm with both hands but looked so weak.

The young man pulled the officer closer and said in a stranger's indifferent tone, "My name is Yang Lin, a martial artist."

The middle-aged police officer pushed his glasses to put away his memories, and said slowly: "Now you believe it, a thin man raised you with one hand."

"Ahem, cough, cough" The man who had just landed hurriedly covered his throat and coughed for a long time.

"We will ask the people above to investigate, and now I ask you to give us the right to autopsy, although this is very unfair to the deceased, but we are determined not to let the murderer go unpunished." The middle-aged police officer said solemnly.

"Okay, I agree, please catch the murderer." The man gasped for a moment and said sadly.

As a parent, white hair and black hair, even after death, can not be buried immediately, as a father, it is really helpless and desolate.

After a while, the middle-aged police officer walked in the front, and walked out with a somewhat sluggish man and an adjutant behind him.

"I'll hand over the body to you at the police station." The middle-aged police officer said to the man in the white coat who couldn't put it down.

"Okay, okay." The white coat didn't look back, but stared obsessively at the corpse with its eyes wide open.

"You guys also asked you to go to my police station, after all, you are also suspicious." The middle-aged police officer nodded, and then said to the three of Wang Yin.

"Okay." Wang Yin glanced at Yang Feng and Yang Yu, and nodded helplessly.

"Yuan Fei, continue to call the students for military training, everything is as usual, don't publicize this matter first." Wang Yin explained a little to Yuan Fei.

"By the way, go tell the wolf about this and see how he reacts." Wang Yin continued.

"Yes!" Yuan Fei replied cleanly.

"Wolves? It's the guy who was shot, so let me go and see it. Hearing the name Wolves, the middle-aged officer said with a strange change in expression.