At dawn the next day, in an alley near Longtou Road, there were several Japanese puppet policemen standing.

Master Du hid at the corner of the street not far away, and peeked secretly into the alley.

Hong Xingtai jumped out of the car and came to the scene with several spies.

He hurried to the corpses, both of which had a knife cut in their necks that pierced into the carotid artery and killed him instantly.

He stood in front of the two stiff corpses and looked at them carefully for a long time.

Several agents stood cautiously and looked at the corpse, gasping.

Hong Xingtai frowned and was silent.

A Japanese spy next to him sighed: "It seems that the two people have been hit by the enemy's hidden weapon at the same time, and this secret weapon is too fast and accurate." ”

Another Japanese spy said fearfully: "The murderer shot quickly and killed him with one sword, and he was by no means an ordinary killer." ”

Several spies looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Hey!" Several Japanese spies agreed to carry the body.

At this time, another spy ran over in a panic: Captain, no, the bodies of three policemen were also found on Fujian Road.

Hong Xingtai was taken aback: Let's go, go and see.

"Captain, what's going on here?" An agent asked.

Hong Xingtai said expressionlessly: "Carry the body back and bury it quietly, block the news, and don't spread it!" ”

"Yes!" A few spies got busy.

Hong Xingtai left in a hurry with people.

Hong Xingtai hurriedly led people to the scene of the incident on Fujian Road, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street. The three Japanese puppet policemen all lay on the ground in one direction, their bodies already stiff, and each of them had a three-inch-long stab wound to his neck. The three Japanese puppet policemen lined up one after another, and the distance between the front and back was two feet.

Hong Xingtai was even more surprised when he saw it, and he said to several Japanese puppet policemen with a nervous expression: "Strictly control the scene, block the news, and strictly prevent the news from leaking." ”

Hong Xingtai turned around again and looked carefully at the knife wound on their necks, and fell into deep thought.

He paused and asked, "How did you find out, and what was the scene like?" ”

An elderly policeman who was close to him said: "When the two of us arrived here, it had been more than two hours since the three people were killed, and from their posture, the three bodies were patrolling the streets in a column when they were suddenly attacked, and they barely reacted. Killed on the spot. The marching formation of the three people was not disrupted, and, from the analysis of the knife wounds on the necks of the three people, the murderer killed three people at the same time with one knife, and the murderer's kung fu was first-class, killing with one knife. There were no traces of the murderer at the scene of the crime, and there were not even footprints of the murderer walking on the ground, and the murderer seemed to be a flying man, hanging in mid-air.

Another policeman said in horror: "The murderer seems to be floating in mid-air, and there is no trace of the murderer on the ground at all." ”

Hong Xingtai listened and looked at the building next to him, frowned and asked, "The murderer just didn't land, could it be that he killed someone in mid-air?" There was surprise on his face.

The policeman continued to analyze: It is possible that the murderer jumped from the building, stabbed him, and then jumped up to the building in less than ten seconds, without landing at all.

Another policeman said: "Maybe they didn't see the killer at all and they were killed." ”

Hong Xingtai squatted in front of the murdered Japanese puppet policeman and was silent, with fear on his face.

After dealing with the matter of the murdered policeman, Hong Xingtai returned to the police station with his face pulled up, and sat in a daze on the chair in the office, with a trace of horror on his face.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside.

Hong Xingtai hurriedly sat up, straightened up and said, "Come in."

A pseudo-policeman walked in quickly, handed a letter to Hong Xingtai and said, "A strange woman sent it just now, saying that it was an urgent letter to you. ”

"What about people?" Hong Xingtai hurriedly asked.

The pseudo-policeman replied: "The woman threw down the letter and left." ”

"Didn't the woman say anything?" Hong Xingtai couldn't help but ask.

"Nope." The pseudo-policeman shook his head.

Hong Xingtai waved his hand, and the police withdrew in amusement.

Hong Xingtai opened the letter and read it, which read:

Closely monitor the Zhaohe Canned Food Factory and pay attention to investigating the whereabouts of the Communist agent "Sea Lion".

Snow wolf

"Zhaohe cannery, the porter surnamed 'Du', and the fake military doctor ....... Now there's another 'sea lion', a real person with a big head! Hong Xingtai looked at the secret letter and muttered to himself.