"Check the ticket. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Chen Zhen glanced inside the box and said to the middle-aged man who opened the door.

The middle-aged man muttered something, took out a ticket from his pocket and handed it to Chen Zhen, Chen Zhen took it and took a look, and like the ticket he bought, he couldn't tell whether it was real or fake.

There was also a man in the box, a young woman, sitting behind the window looking at the stage, who had turned to look at it before turning her head back to continue watching the play.

Everything was normal, and he couldn't see anything wrong, but when the middle-aged man took back the bill and closed the door, Chen Zhen suddenly raised his hand and stuffed his fingers into the crack of the door.

The fingers of the left hand are extremely hard, even if the door is smashed, it will not be injured at all, the middle-aged man did not see Chen Zhen's fingers, the door smashed on the fingers, and then was pushed open violently, and the middle-aged man's head was hit with a "bang".

Before the middle-aged man fell to the ground, Chen Zhen had already rushed in and grabbed the woman's neck.

Mr. You took the iron ruler while Chen Zhen raised his hand, rushed in with him, closed the door with his hand, and the middle-aged man's body fell heavily to the ground, the tip of the iron ruler against his throat.

The facilities in the small box are similar to those in the big box, but the room is much smaller, relatively narrow and long, there are also sofas and tables, if you don't want to watch a play, you can sit in it and drink and chat, as long as you don't affect others, in the corner behind the door, there is a person squatting, it is Chen Zhen's cloak and backpack that were sent by Ge Xin to find the young man Sister Cong.

His head rested on his shoulder, his neck was broken, and he had been dead for a long time.

Mr. You glanced at the side of the door that was connected to the wall, and when the door opened, there would be a small gap on that side, the width was equivalent to the diameter of the hinge's central axis, and it was from that gap that Chen Zhen saw the feet of the corpse behind the door.

"Call and die." She said to the middle-aged man on the ground that her strength was not as good as Chen Zhen, and she was likely to be bitten by covering her mouth, so she could only threaten her life.

The middle-aged man's face was knocked open by the door, blood was dripping, he felt the pain in his throat, and he covered his face and snorted.

Chen Zhen also dragged the woman over and pressed her to the ground, her eyes were already emitting red light, and the young woman hit desperately, but it was like hitting a boulder, and she couldn't shake it at all.

"How many people came?" He asked the middle-aged man, it was impossible for the two of them not to know that there was a corpse behind the door, even if they didn't kill it, it was never normal to stay in the box with the corpse to watch a play.

Seeing the red light in his eyes, the middle-aged man immediately recognized Chen Zhen's identity, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes, but he didn't speak.

Chen Zhen grabbed the middle-aged man's neck with his right hand and said, "If you don't say anything in three seconds, she will pierce your right eye." ”

After speaking, he turned his left wrist slightly, allowing the woman to look at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man still didn't speak, struggling, but Chen Zhen's hand was clamping around him like iron tongs, his head and neck couldn't move, and no matter how much his body twisted, it didn't help.

Three seconds later, Mr. You's iron ruler was already erected on the middle-aged man's right eye.

The middle-aged man struggled even more violently, regained it violently, and raised his foot to kick Mr. You.

Mr. You blocked his ankle, and the iron ruler stabbed down, through the eyelids, and the tip of the fork pierced into the eye.

"Hmm-"

The middle-aged man made a terrible sound in his throat, but he couldn't scream.

The iron ruler pulled out, bringing out some viscous liquid, but more of it was blood.

Chen Zhen looked back at the woman and asked, "Give you three seconds to answer my question." ”

The young woman saw the whole process of the middle-aged man's right eye, his eyes were wide open, as if they were about to fall out, and a sound came out of his throat, but she couldn't hear clearly.

Chen Zhen slightly let go of the left hand that was pinching her neck.

"Ten...... Thirteen, we're just in charge of keeping this room. The woman said in a hoarse voice.

"Who's the hired killer? What to wear? Chen Zhen asked again.

"It's Zheng Sandao...... I don't know what to wear, I didn't see him tonight. The woman squeezed her voice out of her throat with all her might, and her eyes were bloodshot.

"He is a well-known root master, known as no one can dodge his three swords, there is no fixed place of activity, and he is one of the most powerful swordsmen in the world." Mr. You added on the side.

You Snake is not a charitable organization, otherwise Mr. You would not have blinded other people's eyes so casually, and he knows more about the people and things on the Pangea Continent.

"Can you recognize him?" Chen Zhen asked Mr. You, there are countless people who use knives on the Pangu Continent, and if you can become the best among them, your strength will definitely be good.

Mr. You shook his head: "I haven't cooperated with him, and what he can do can You Snake can do." ”

Chen Zhen looked at the woman on the ground again and asked, "Is there anything else I need to know?" I won't kill you if you say it, and I'll come back to you if you hide it. ”

The woman was still thinking, and the middle-aged man, who was sweating profusely, raised his hand and waved it a few times.

Chen Zhen let go of his throat slightly, the middle-aged man coughed, and said in an angry voice: "Zheng Sandao also took his two apprentices, ten of us guarded ten locations, and the three of them were responsible for finding it, I was guarding this room, she was from room 204, and there were people staring outside the theater." ”

"Who are the people who betrayed the troupe?" Chen Zhen knew that once the other party opened his mouth, he would no longer hide anything, anyway, it would be leaked, if he would be killed, then it would make no difference if he leaked more or less.

"I don't know, it's all ......from above," the middle-aged man immediately replied.

Chen Zhen looked at the woman again, and she shook her head vigorously.

Lifting it up, he slammed the back of the two of them on the ground, knocking them unconscious, and then Chen Zhen let go of his hand and walked to the calendar hanging next to the door.

The calendar is the same as the one in box 204, it is this year, and the month is the same.

After careful observation for a while, Chen Zhen saw that there was a small black dot in the lower right corner of the grid on No. 7.

The black dot may be in the paper, or it may be smeared, Chen Zhen took the calendar to the corridor, lifted the frenzy, the red light in his eyes disappeared, and he saw that the black dot could be reflected, that is, it was ink, which was deliberately lit.

"Box 301." Chen Zhen took Mr. You's iron ruler that did not stick to the blood, and gently scraped off the black spots on it with the tip of a fork, his hand was very steady, but it was actually scraped off a very thin layer of paper, and if he wiped it with some saliva, he couldn't see any traces of scraping at all.

"What are they going to do?" Mr. You pointed to the two men.

"Don't kill it first, wait for Sister Cong to deal with it, maybe she will be useful." Chen Zhen glanced around, trying to find the rope.

"I'm looking for a rope, you go first, mark it and scrape it, and if people get dizzy, I'll tie it, anyway, it's ten places, it's very convenient for me to find you, if I meet Zheng Sandao, I won't fight him, he can't catch up with me." Mr. You waved his hand, turned around and went out to find the rope.

Her weapons are short and light, her roots follow a dexterous path, and her skills are extremely agile, and she can at least escape if she can't fight them.

Chen Zhen nodded and walked briskly to the third floor.

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At the same time, in the equipment maintenance room on the basement floor, a middle-aged man in his fifties with a broad-bladed knife on his back was slowly stabbing a screwdriver into a young man's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I ask you, do you not understand or can't speak?" ”

Behind him stood two people, one in his twenties and one in his thirties, carrying the same knife, and the end of the handle was a ghost head with a smiling face, not only the same knife, but even the angle of the back of the knife on his back was the same.

It was Zheng Sandao and his two apprentices.

The young man was stuck in the neck by Zheng Sandao's arm, his face was in pain, but he couldn't scream, his left arm hung down beside him, his shoulder was sunken, his bones had been shattered, his right hand was broken at the wrist, and blood surged, flowing down the wall, and a wide blood trail flowed.

He stared at Zheng Sandao, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, and he held back an unhealthy red, unable to speak at all, and unable to answer Zheng Sandao's question.

Zheng Sandao didn't seem to know that he was stuck too tightly, until the young man's body twitched, his feet kicked up unconsciously, rolled his eyes, and he didn't move at all, then he withdrew his arms, and let the corpse fall to the ground with a smile.

"Master, aren't you torturing people? Even if he wants to say it, he can't say it, if he wants to kill him, why not cut it with a knife, it will save more trouble. His younger apprentice said with a smile.

Zheng Sandao turned his head, smiled exactly like the ghost head on the hilt, and said: "You don't understand, cut him, he will only hate us after being a ghost, so let him die, after he becomes a ghost, he will only regret why he didn't use a little more force and spoke out, so that he wouldn't entangle us." ”

"Master is also too superstitious, and he still believes in ghosts and gods." The apprentice said with a smile.

Zheng Sandao's face was flat, his backhand was a slap, and he said sharply: "The stinky boy knows a fart!" If you don't believe in this thing, you have to believe it, and if you don't believe it, you will be entangled sooner or later! ”

The young apprentice was stunned and looked at Zheng Sandao blankly, it was the first time he had seen his master lose his temper so much.

The older apprentice didn't say a word, as if he hadn't seen or heard anything.

Zheng Sandao patted the ashes on his body, kicked the severed hand on the ground to the side, and looked at the maintenance room with his back hand, remembering that he had also been beaten by the master like this at the beginning.

"No." After looking at it for a while, Zheng Sandao walked towards the door: "There is still one place left, and I can't find it again, so I have to find someone to ask." ”

The young apprentice didn't dare to say anything, thinking that the master had obviously "asked" several people, and he didn't give the other party a chance to open his mouth at all, but in fact, he was just looking for an opportunity to kill.

The older apprentice finally spoke at this time, nodded heavily, and said in a deep voice: "There are many people who ask, that woman feels sorry for her subordinates, so she will naturally come out, Master's trick is wonderful." ”

Zheng Sandao nodded, walked to the door and opened the door, dodged the incoming shot sideways, and reached out to grab the barrel of the gun.

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