I steadied myself and, after making sure that there were no other objects in the envelope, picked up the photo again and looked at it carefully. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhat exactly is this picture trying to convey? It's a bit elusive.

Looking at the overall content of the photo, it is nothing more than a headless male corpse lying on a hospital bed, but what kind of meaning can this contain?

If it's just a prank, it's a bit too nasty, and I don't think anyone would be so boring. Is it intimidation?

I wondered what this picture was intended to send me, to intimidate me? This is very likely, normal people who receive a photo of a headless male corpse in the middle of the night are estimated to be scared half to death. Of course, I'm not saying that I'm now in the queue of abnormal people, it's just that as I said before, I've grown up, and at least this picture alone wants to scare me, and that's not the door.

Tsai carefully began to look at every detail in the photo, looking for some other clues, and one of them still aroused my doubts. In the photo, the fracture of the neck is unusually flat and smooth, and the reason why I am puzzled is that the level of the fracture is so smooth and smooth that it has reached an incredible level......

When cutting meat normally, people don't pay attention to whether the cut meat surface is flat. But if you square the slices of meat in the palm of your hand and look at them at the level of the slices, you will see that no matter how sharp the knife you use, there will be a lot of bumps on the surface of the meat.

This is because the cutting of the knife causes damage to the adipose tissue, and the adipose tissue on the cut surface is rubbed and swells slightly. If you want to avoid this situation, you have to be careful to slow down when cutting, and it is very slow and very slow. The difference is similar to that between an executioner's beheading and a doctor's surgery, both are incised, but the wounds are not the same.

After checking it a few more times, and seeing nothing out of the ordinary, I put the photo back in the envelope, tucked it into my arms, and lay straight back on the bed, continuing to think about it......

If the intention of the sender is to locate the messenger according to the threatening letter, it can only be interpreted as a warning to me not to continue this trip, otherwise what awaits me will be the same as this corpse. But if I think so, the messenger obviously doesn't know that I am also in a forced situation.

If this is the meaning, then this matter is even more complicated, I don't want to go but I was forced to go, and I was forced to go and someone threatened me not to go, and there is an unknown enemy hidden in the shadows, the messenger......

No way! What the hell is this mess, I sighed heavily, I really don't want to think about it anymore, I have to discuss this matter with Jin Buchang.

It stands to reason that if I had received this letter, then Jin Buchang should have received it as well. Everyone understands the truth that open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to defend, since there is an enemy hidden in the shadows, then we must be prepared and be vigilant.

With that in mind, I got up and walked to the door and gently opened the door again. But the moment the door panel opened, two strong beams of light pierced my eyes, and instantly I couldn't see clearly, only feeling that there was an endless white ...... in front of me

Instinctively, I tilted my head slightly, and I shielded my hands from the light, allowing my eyes to adapt to the sudden bright light as much as possible. After a few seconds, my vision slowly recovered, and I saw clearly that the two black suits standing in front of me were the two night patrol suits I had seen earlier.

The two black suits were still looking me up and down with puzzled expressions, and the flashlights in their hands kept roaming back and forth on my body and face.

"What are you going to do?!" One of them, a slightly taller black suit, frowned, and spoke in a very unceremonious tone, shooting a flashlight straight into my face.

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and a bad guess vaguely appeared in my heart, so I quickly scratched my head pretending to be embarrassed: "Didn't you do it, I just can't sleep and want to come out to slip around, breathe, forget it, it's so late, let's go back to sleep." Anyway, I didn't care about the more puzzled eyes of the two black suits, and immediately retreated into the house and closed the door tightly.

But when the door closed, I didn't go back to bed, but immediately squatted in front of the door, put my ear close to the door, and listened to the movement outside the door with bated breath.

In the quiet night, I only heard the tall black suit scold angrily, "Sick!" Then came the footsteps of the two slowly leaving, followed by a deathly silence......

Sometimes even I admired my patience, and I continued to squat for a long time, until I felt that my legs were a little numb, and there was still no sound outside the door, then I sighed and dragged my soreness back to the bed.

I did this, of course, out of my spurt of guessing, that since the envelope could appear on the floor of the house without even noticing, it was very likely that the "messenger" was lurking around the house.

Since there have always been night patrols in the courtyard, how did the "messenger" quietly avoid the night watchman stuffing the envelope into the doorboard? So the most likely one is that one of the black suits on the night patrol is the "messenger"!

As soon as this speculation appeared in my mind, I immediately dispelled the idea of going to Jin Buchang to discuss it now. If the black suit that patrols the night is really the "messenger", then this person hiding in the shadows has obviously successfully infiltrated the power of the old man Mu.

If I go to find money in the middle of the night at this moment, it will undoubtedly be a surprise to let the "messenger" know that we have been prepared. Then in the next operation, it will become more difficult to deal with. Rather than doing this, it is better to pretend to be stupid now, wait for the opportunity, and then discuss countermeasures with Jin Buchang.

I just crouched in front of the door, secretly listening to the movement outside the door, just to hear if there would be some other conversation between them when I entered the house, so that I might reveal my identity. But obviously, the result was another failure, which also made me wonder a little about my guess, could it be that I guessed wrong? It's really none of their business......

Sitting on the bed, rubbing his sore knees, his heart was full of melancholy. The black hand behind the Russians, the old man of the Mu family in the south of the city, the ruthlessness of the lieutenant battalion, and now a mysterious "messenger" has suddenly appeared, how many forces are still involved.

What awaits me in front of me? The more I tried to see clearly, the more confused I became......