The reason why the Law Enforcement Department is so courteous to the "new community" is to win over well-known newspapers. But in any case, the free service provided by the law enforcement department to the "new community" is as high as one million yuan a year, and it has been sacrificed to this point, so naturally it cannot tolerate reporters writing negative reports, and the "new community" is also tacitly aware of this matter.www.biquge.info So they teamed up with the law enforcement department, exchanged many secrets, and used monopoly intelligence to highlight the superiority of the privileged class. In a Japanese-style room that is borrowed for free, beer is taken out from the free refrigerator, mahjong is played as a pastime, and the law enforcement department will take the initiative to provide information that benefits others and oneself, such a status is indeed enviable. As a result, the information that is readily available is published without being filtered, and there is no guarantee that there will be no false reports that falsely accuse innocent people of guilt.

Unconsciously, reporter Wu began to walk side by side with them, and the picture looked as if Li Qing was leading Mu Qingyang on the left and Wu on the right, Wu was quite interested in Li Qing, and it was obviously beyond what it should be.

"Don't call me the head of the regiment, I'm still a fledgling freshman, in terms of detectives, it's the kind of rice bucket that is punished for writing a red line list every now and then."

"Oh, is it? If you don't know how to write, this civil servant next to me can teach you. ”

The so-called red line refers to the confession letter alone, which is called so because the paper is printed with a red grid. Mu Qingyang often thinks Li Qing ghostwrites the letter of repentance that should have been written by her, so it is not an exaggeration for Li Qing to call him a civil official.

"Mr. Wu, what are you doing here at this time?"

"Because I like shopping malls, I don't need to tell the detective for a walk here, but like you, you may have to report to your boss."

"Xiao Mu's boss is me."

Li Qing said disdainfully.

"Xiao Mu's power of life and death is completely in my hands, you remember this clearly."

Wrong! Couldn't be more wrong!

"Yes, yes, but all I remember are strange things...... Ah, by the way, I remember that a year ago, our 'new community' asked Miss Li Qing for words. ”

Mu Qingyang still remembers this incident vividly, and the other party said: "Please write a sentence casually." At that time, Li Qing also asked a special question: "It's a pity to really write anything?" ”

"Yes, that's okay."

So Li Qing picked up a microphone pen and wrote a few big words on the cardboard - "Died unexpectedly".

The people of the "new community" who watched it on the spot were dumbfounded, but Li Qing was still in the same posture. If you think about it, this is the wrong person to make the request, because not everyone likes motivating terms like "hope", "effort", and "honesty". However, it also reminded Mu Qingyang of one thing, it is said that an unknown writer listened to the other party's request: "Please write a sentence on the cardboard casually", so he wrote "The deadline has been postponed", I don't know if it's true or not.

Wu didn't seem to have any intention of parting ways with them, and he kept talking as if he would choke his breath when he closed his mouth, but they knew in their hearts that if they responded to him stupidly, he would be stalking and asking questions. I saw that he stubbornly asked them for the news, and he would like to understand that the murder of the Queen's Hotel was a natural reaction as a reporter, but the inside story was not simple.

"Miss Li Qing, don't be so cold, let's reveal a little."

"You want to know about the murderer?"

"Of course."

"As long as detectives and the media work together, they can fabricate the criminals of the case, and according to examples from the past to the present, the most common type is the person who is not good at interacting with his neighbors, who does not speak through his brain, who has peculiar habits, who are out of touch with the circle of community life, and I suggest that you go to this type of person to cushion your back."

"Gee, I'm nerve-wracking for you to say that."

Wu dui laughed dryly.

"We have always trusted the police investigation, and we have always reported directly when we get the information, and it is too much to say if we suspect others casually, or do you really think this is better, Assistant Xiao Mu, what do you say?"

Mu Qingyang didn't answer, and kept staring at the street lamp on the side, because he noticed a strange phenomenon.

There's an object on the streetlight.

Wu sensed that something was wrong, and also followed Mu Qingyang's gaze and looked at it in wonder, and was stunned when he saw it, and only after two seconds did he raise his voice and say: "Strange, how could you make a statue on the street lamp inexplicably, what is it?" ”

"Do you want to know?"

Li Qing's tone was tinged with the sinister of a witch.

"That's the murderer who left the body in the atrium of the Queens Hotel yesterday."

"What ......"

Wu showed a cheesy expression of surprise and exclaimed, "So that statue is pretended to be by someone?" ”

From this sentence, it can be understood that Wu did not know the truth, as if to laugh at his ignorance, the black shadow on the street lamp spread its wings and made a terrifying sound, and in the next moment, the black shadow glided down from a high place.

A black shadow swept over the heads of passers-by, and a man in an Italian casual suit was hit in the face by wings waving up and down, and the whole person leaned back, and immediately blood scattered and splattered on the clothes of his young female companion.

The other man reflexively reached out and tried to grab the shadow, but suddenly saw his wrist bend at an unnatural angle, and then came a scream of pain as the shadow reached out and kicked the man's wrist, and the toes were covered with large hooked claws.

"Get down!"

Someone shouted, and several people on the spot followed and lay down, but some people were stunned for a moment and did not move. The black shadow swirled and flew by, and immediately two people squatted on the ground with their faces hidden, only to see blood flowing from between the fingers covering their faces.

"How dare you mess around in front of this girl......"

Li Qing took the opportunity to open her handbag and prepared to take out her pistol.

"No, you can't shoot!"

Mu Qingyang yelled, once he shoots in the crowd, he will not only suffer from the responsibilities of the media, but also give the high-level an excuse to be punished, this is no better than the United States, China is a country that even fires a warning shot and makes a big fuss. If you add Wu to the report, you can add oil and vinegar to the report......

Li Qing closed the handbag she had just opened, held the umbrella tightly and straightened her back, her heroic posture was like that of a female knight in the hymn of warriors in medieval Europe.

At night, the Guomao business district suddenly fell into a whirlpool of panic.

Mu Qingyang wanted to describe it like this, but his eyes were full of an incongruous sense of unreality. Although the crowd ran away, the sidewalk made a space, but the crowd did not flee, but could not hide their curiosity and began to watch the good show. There are even some young people who pose in a V-shaped victory posture with both hands, while constantly looking left and right, presumably intentionally to find out the position of the camera. It is likely that they will be the next victims, but this group of people is completely lacking in this kind of imagination, and the ignorance of the people is the fulfillment of the worried sighs of the cultural people on television.

"They probably think it's just a movie shooting on location, so take the opportunity to make a mistake, and it shouldn't matter if you add fuel to the fire."

"No, please be as restrained as possible."

Mu Qingyang strictly stipulates. If he didn't want the incident to be secretly closed, of course, the bigger the trouble, the better, but he was sure that Li Qing would go crazy. If Mu Qingyang admonishes her from time to time, "Be restrained!" Then he thinks that next year he will have to make a plan for the revival of T City, even if it is not him.

The winged man standing on the street lamp was motionless, but his wings were constantly flapping, and his featherless wings were like bats and pterosaurs, and they looked like bones were directly wrapped in a layer of leather. Even if I don't know how much it weighs, I can be sure that it was a pair of strong and powerful wings, because yesterday I was able to fly with a person in the air.

The other party's eyes glared at them, and the movement of their wings flapping became louder and louder. Mu Qingyang gently raised his heels, and the moment he adjusted his posture, the winged man swooped down and rushed towards Mu Qingyang.

Mu Qingyang stabbed the umbrella forward and pressed the button on the handle at the same time. In an instant, the entire umbrella opened, forming a hemispherical shield in front of him. The winged man who had lost his target screamed angrily, and then quickly climbed to the height, it should have hit the umbrella just now, because Mu Qingyang felt a slight impact.

The crowd was clamoring, constantly making amazed sounds, and some people even applauded, if Mu Qingyang was hit by the hook claw of the winged man and fell in a pool of blood, it would definitely make this group of people even more excited. Even as a public servant, he was not obligated to make such a sacrifice.

The open umbrella blocked Mu Qingyang's vision, so he immediately put away the umbrella, and at this time he heard Li Qing say: "Be careful of the next wave of attacks!" ”

Next......

"Get out of here!"

This sound was superimposed with a scream, and at the same time that Li Qing kicked away Reporter Wu, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, the winged man appeared in front of Mu Qingyang's eyes unawares.

Mu Qingyang didn't deliberately aim, and he didn't have time to aim, and the stabbing out of the umbrella was all from reflex movements, and everything could only be said to be the winged man's bad luck, because the front end of the umbrella was impartially poked into the left eye of the winged man who flew in front of him.

Unexpectedly, hitting the enemy would make Mu Qingyang feel sick to his stomach, and the wail hit his eardrums violently. The sharp end of his wings flapped violently over his shoulders and cut through his coat, and although he could not stand on his feet while clutching his umbrella, he avoided the fatal blow.

"Xiao Mu, look!"

Li Qing grabbed the belt of Mu Qingyang's coat and pointed in one direction with an umbrella, and when he looked up, a black shadow with a similar appearance was gradually flying close to the winged man who was struggling in pain in mid-air.

"Sure enough, there is more than one ......"

In such an urgent and tense situation, Mu Qingyang's heart had a painful question: what unit should be used to calculate the number of winged people to be correct? One, two? One, two? One-headed, two-headed?

If it's a human with wings, you should use one or two people to calculate the team, but the more you look at it, the more you feel that the other party is not a human at all.

During the day, skin tones should be clearly distinguished, but now it's nighttime, and with the neon lights and lights, it can only be described as dark. On his face, his eyes were red, his nose had no bridge and only nostrils, and he could not see his mouth and lips, only a crack. Removing a bird's beak and feathers may be this kind of look, and Mu Qingyang is sure that no one will want to see the person he is dating grow into this kind of virtue.

The two winged people stood at the top of the street lamp, and the three eyes stared at them, especially the one of the eyes was even more angry at Mu Qingyang, and the gaze full of hatred was honestly quite terrifying. At that time, Mu Qingyang took a legitimate defensive act, but even if he broke his mouth, the other party would not listen.

Li Qing opened her arms and moved like a lady in an opera house.

"Alas, really! If only there were anti-tank missiles or anti-tank rocket launchers, just shoot five or six rounds and the matter will be over! ”

"Please don't be alarmist, do you really want to launch anti-tank rocket launchers in the downtown area of the Guomao business district?"

"I'm just assuming, please don't be like Mei'er, every time I say something, just preach seriously?"

"What you say is too true."

Mu Qingyang believed that everything Li Qing said was serious.

"Look, those two monsters heard it too."

The two winged men leapt into the sky, drew a parabola in the sea of neon lights and street lamps, and then spread their wings and flew high, and in the blink of an eye, they were no longer visible, and it seemed that they were leaving in the direction of the government district to the west.

The crowd was in an uproar, and the disappointment in their tones was much higher than the relaxation, and they probably thought they were filming on location. At this time, in the crowd, Mu Qingyang noticed a suspicious figure.

Why did Mu Qingyang notice it immediately? First of all, he is not a superpower, but the passing scene reveals an unusual sense of incongruity, as if a black sheep is mixed in a flock of white sheep.

The other party's actions were too unnatural, blending in with the crowd of whispering in place, approaching them step by step. The unwavering pace and the expression of knowing their mission really created a strange atmosphere, which constantly stimulated them like a pinprick.

"Did you notice? Xiao Mu. ”

"Hmm."

"There are five people in total, let me use it to vent my breath, whew, whew, huff, count you unlucky."

“…… I think it's better not to shoot. ”

"If the sixth one pops up, you'll be left to deal with."

Even in peaceful China, there are triad groups, and it is well known that gangs secretly send people to kill members of religious groups, business officials, or local mayors.

"Since the other party is a ground person, there is nothing to worry about."

This sentence sounds a bit strange, but Mu Qingyang knows that Li Qing is an underground person fan, and it is said that she also reserved a full VCD of a TV series starring an underground person. It seems that it will not be long before the slogan "Winner is King" will be plastered with a poster of the Underground.

Li Qing held an umbrella in her right hand and walked towards one of the suspicious men with a delicate smile.

Li Qing is a master of using a sword, and it is not a problem to replace it with an umbrella at all, and she is still the type who likes to strike first and never hesitate for half a second.

Seeing the target actively approaching him, the opponent was at a loss, and a moment was enough to launch an offensive. Li Qing's umbrella flashed like lightning, stabbing heavily into the opponent's heart, only to see the other party's mouth spit out his tongue and gasp, and he fell to the ground without even saying a word, and a military short knife fell out of his hand.

"My spare parachute is equipped with a high-voltage stun gun! If the head of the umbrella stabs the eye, the electric shock will knock the eyeball away, so if you want to die, just let the horse come. ”

There is no way to verify whether there is a scientific basis for these words, but it is certain that the enemy has begun to waver, so that it does not matter how many people are faced, and the side that is as stable as Mount Tai can use tactics at will.

Li Qing approached the enemy with a gliding pace, and the wave of the umbrella was a fierce blow.

"Go back and weigh your own catties!"

"Give Mu Qingyang a good reflection!"

"After plastic surgery, I will come back out of the rivers and lakes!"

As soon as the harsh words came out, an enemy fell to the ground with a groan of pain. They are indeed underworld gangs, and they must have done a lot of hurtful things, but this time they fell into the hands of Li Qing, just like the kindergarten children who were disobedient and were physically punished by the teacher. After falling to the ground, he continued to struggle, and then took another heavy blow before he was completely paralyzed, and a total of five military daggers and awls were scattered all over the ground.

Li Qing is usually very ruthless to good people, let alone bad people.

In less than a minute, all five people were already lying on the ground, Li Qing gently raised her umbrella in response to the applause of a group of irresponsible crowds, and walked towards one of the men who fell to the ground.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

I saw the man twist his face to the side and ignore it with a gambling attitude, but in the next moment, his expression changed one hundred and eighty degrees. The muscles of his face stiffened with excruciating pain, and he let out a roar that bordered on wailing, and then curled up his whole body; Because Li Qing put her full body weight on her high heels and stepped on the man's legs fiercely.

"If you want to pass on the lineage in the future, just wait for that day when the replicant technology advances."

Dropping this sentence, Li Qing then walked towards the second man, and the same questioning and almost the same reaction were exchanged for the same end. Mu Qingyang would not have any sympathy for these people, but when he saw that Li Qing was about to walk towards the third person, Mu Qingyang still stepped forward to stop it as usual.

"Didn't I advise you to exercise restraint?"

"Tsk!"

Li Qing smacked her lips and said: "You can't shoot at the crowd and you can't torture them, what's so fun about being a police officer like this?" ”

"Please, don't shout loudly, don't let the general public misunderstand."

At this time, one after another red light blades slashed across the faces of Li Qing and Mu Qingyang, and the rapid siren gradually approached, and the detective finally arrived at the scene. (To be continued.) )