CHAPTER 112: JOKER

Although Chen Ying was very reluctant, she couldn't help but give Uncle Seven's face, let alone her, even their director had to give Uncle Seven face, so she had to say what she had to say, even if she didn't think that these so-called detectives in the audience could really solve the case.

This is reality, and it's not a collection of Sherlock Holmes detective stories, the so-called detective, in her opinion, is so mysterious, it's just pretending.

Standing on the stage, Chen Ying unveiled the internal file of the police station in his hand, and then gave a general introduction to some of the circumstances of the case.

In the audience, a group of detectives, including Qin Feng, were listening carefully and analyzing the case in their hearts.

In a room on the second floor of the restaurant, there is a pair of cold eyes at the moment, staring at the picture in the lobby on the first floor.

Ding Yi had actually arrived here a long time ago, but he had never done anything, but chose to observe all this in secret.

At this moment, he finally knew which world he had come into.

Although he was not familiar with the scene in front of him, he was very familiar with the names Tang Ren and Qin Feng, as well as the appearance of the two of them.

Although they are all memories of his previous life, decades have passed apart, but he has the ability to never forget, and he still recognized these two people at first sight, they are the two protagonists in the "Detective Chinatown" in his previous life.

"So, it's the content of the second part now?" Ding Yi looked at these people below and thought to himself.

It's another movie world, but compared to the movie, this is a complete and real world, and the content presented in the movie is only the tip of the iceberg of this world, at least in the past five years, everything Ding Yi has seen and heard has never been presented in the movie.

didn't bother too much about all this, he was used to it in his previous life, he just looked at the pair with some curiosity at the beginning, and then Ding Yi's attention was more on his target.

Seventh Uncle Wu Zhiyuan, an old man in a wheelchair who looks like he is dying.

And listening to what he just said, this guy only has a maximum of a week left to live, who would want to kill someone who is about to die?

Unless he has a reason to kill the other party in advance, and he hates the other party extremely much in his heart, and he doesn't want the other party to die so peacefully.

But this has nothing to do with Ding Yi, his duty is to kill, and others, such as "why killing", "whether there is hatred between the employer and the target", etc., are not what he needs to think about.

In the lobby on the first floor, at this time, Noda Hao was performing his reasoning ability, Ding Yi noticed that Qin Feng wanted to speak several times, but because of his stuttering, he was preempted by Noda Hao.

That Noda Hao looked very proud, and he was also very disapproving, obviously he didn't care too much about this case, and felt that it was too pediatric.

After a while, it seemed that the people below were about to leave.

"Almost. Ding Yixin said, and the whole person immediately melted into the darkness in the room.

......

In the lobby, Uncle Seven was talking, and he looked very weak.

That Lu Guofu was waiting by his side, looking like a dog.

At this time, Chen Ying was about to come over and persuade Uncle Seven to say a few more words, wanting him to give up this group of clown-like so-called detectives, and believe that the power of the police will definitely be able to solve the case in a short period of time and catch the real murderer.

However, she had only taken a few steps when a pitch-black, ghost-like figure fell from the sky and landed behind Uncle Seven's wheelchair, holding down Uncle Seven's head with one hand, and a sharp blade popped out in the other hand and put it on Uncle Seven's neck.

Chen Ying almost subconsciously stopped, followed by the wild change in his face, and with a stroke of his right hand, he quickly pulled out the matching gun, and pointed the muzzle at the person standing behind the seventh uncle.

"Don't move, let go of Uncle Seven!" she shouted.

In the lobby, those detectives were also surprised to see this sudden scene, a little at a loss.

At this time, in addition to Chen Ying, who is a policeman, the fastest reaction is the cheongsam woman who pushed Uncle Seven downstairs.

If this woman is really regarded as an ordinary person, the average killer will definitely fold in her hands.

Almost the next second Ding Yi appeared behind Uncle Qi, the other party rushed up in a standard grappling posture, his movements were fast, accurate, and ruthless, obviously a practitioner, and usually five or six strong men couldn't get into her body at all.

This is obviously Uncle Seven's personal bodyguard, but under the beautiful appearance, what is hidden is a beast.

It's a pity that she met Ding Yi today.

He had already discovered that this woman was not ordinary, whether it was from the way she walked, or the way she looked around all the time, she had honestly betrayed her.

As a top killer in the world, a person who has lived for three lifetimes, how could Ding Yi ignore the existence of this woman.

But he still acted so directly, not that he ignored the other party, but that he didn't take this woman in his eyes at all.

Bang!

The woman who rushed up was hunched and flew out upside down in the next second, her back hit the big pillar hard, and she let out a few muffled snorts, and she couldn't get up when she fell to the ground.

Ding Yi's kick had already injured her internal organs, especially her lungs, making it difficult for her to even breathe. If it were an ordinary person, even if it was a person with good physical fitness, she would be kicked to death by Ding Yi's kick, but this woman survived, but if she was not sent to rescue in time, she would not live long.

"Shh~!" Ding Yi stretched out a finger and put it in front of his mouth, and said softly: "Don't get excited, be obedient." ”

Chen Ying's face was very ugly, if she could, she really wanted to shoot the guy in front of her directly, with her eyesight, how could she not see that the woman who had just been kicked out was already in danger.

But she couldn't, because the gangster's murder weapon had been firmly on the neck of the seventh uncle, and she couldn't risk the life of the seventh uncle.

"Who are you, let go of my godfather!" Lu Guofu had a fierce and restrained expression, and led several of his subordinates to look like they were going to surround Ding Yi.

Ding Yi laughed secretly in his heart, he was already sure that the reward for killing the seventh uncle was issued by Lu Guofu. At this time, he was still acting, but he acted well, at least no one except Ding Yi knew that he was acting.

"Seventh Uncle Wu Zhiyuan, whose real name is Lu Zekun. Ding Yi pressed the head of the seventh uncle with one hand, lowered his head and said with a smile: "Someone wants your life, guess who." ”

Uncle Seven's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "How much money does the other party give you? I can give you ten times!"

"Tsk~!, worthy of being the godfather of Chinatown, he is really rich, and he is ten times as long as he opens his mouth. Ding Yi said with a sigh in his mouth, "It's a pity, I'm a very reputable killer, since I took the task to kill you, let alone ten times, even if you give me a thousand times, I will kill you." ”

Uncle Seven's eyes suddenly became extremely terrifying.

On the other side, Lu Guofu was also taken aback just now, and when he heard Uncle Seven say that he would give this killer ten times the price, he was really worried that the other party would not be able to help but be tempted.

That's $500 million, after all!

He knew that Uncle Seven gave this price, and as Uncle Seven's godson, no one knew Uncle Seven's net worth better than him.

Billions are not a problem, let alone a mere 500 million.

But fortunately, the killer who took the task still has a work ethic, and he was not tempted.

Of course, Lu Guofu also speculated maliciously in his heart, maybe the other party didn't want to take risks, after all, now Uncle Seven is just talking, and he doesn't give money on the spot.

Verbal checks who won't write!

On the one hand, there is the 50 million that you can definitely get, and on the other hand, there is the 500 million that you may get but may not be able to get.

Maybe this killer is not unmotivated, but he just doesn't want to take risks.

At this moment, the green-haired girl who had been sitting on the sofa over there playing with the computer suddenly said without raising her head at this time: "No. 3 in the world's killer rankings, codename: joker, has completed the task 22 times, and the task completion rate is 100% In one of them, he really made a name for himself in a protection mission, the mission target is unknown, only known as a woman, in this mission he killed a total of 572 enemies, all of them were killed in one shot, and destroyed three Apache helicopter gunships, destroying an armed base, which can be called the largest mission in the history of the world's killer mission. ”

Speaking of this, the girl raised her head and looked at Ding Yi, who was standing behind Uncle Seven, and said with a smile: "It is worth mentioning that there were a total of thirty-four killers who accepted the task at that time, eight of whom died at the hands of the enemy, and the remaining twenty-six were all killed by joker, including the killer Greedy Wolf, who was ranked third in the world in the previous generation, none of them were spared. ”

"As we all know, the logo of the killer joker is a black hoodie and a black iron mask, and he is good at using cold weapons, but he also has a strong ability in firearms, and his fighting ability is unparalleled in the world. ”

"So," the girl paused, "are you really a joker?"

"What do you say? he's a joker?" someone exclaimed, his expression horrified and questioning.

The girl ignored him, but stared at Ding Yi over there.

Under the black iron mask, Ding Yi showed a smile on his face and said, "If there is no second joker, then you are talking about me, and I also believe that no one will imitate me." ”

"It's true that a few imitators showed up last year, but they all died miserably. The girl nodded, and then said with a smile, "My name is Kiko, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Joker." ”

Ding Yi smiled slightly, glanced at this kiko with interest, and then lowered his head to look at Wu Zhiyuan, who looked frightened.

"So, mission accomplished. ”

As soon as he pulled his arm, the sharp sleeve blade instantly cut Wu Zhiyuan's throat, and then the entire neck.

Blood gushed out, and the severed head rolled to the ground.

Many of the people present had never seen such a scene, and some of them turned around, bent over and vomited.