Chapter 80
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Ji Jingan tightened his eyebrows and scanned around. "Who are the two gangsters living in such a remote place?"
"I sent a picture to Wang ziyao, and he sent a message. These two people were carrying several lives. They were vicious criminals, and I don't know who sent them." When it comes to business, Ni Wei's peach blossom handsome face is no longer playful and smiling, but a solemn expression. Looking at Ji Jing'an, he said, "this cunning and obscene means is not much different from that of the old acquaintance. Do you think that person is not dead yet?"
"If there is no evidence that he is still alive, consider him dead." Ji Jing'an straightened his body when he heard the speech, and suddenly stopped for a while before he opened his mouth coldly.
Ni Wei said, without looking back, he continued to lead the way.
Jijing'an eased his stiff body and walked behind Ni Wei.
Walking to the deepest part of the alley, Ni Wei turned back and made a "silent" gesture to Ji Jing'an, lowered his voice and whispered, "See, I watched the bungalow on the first floor of the innermost building for several days. The two gangsters slept during the day and appeared in the middle of the night. Their whereabouts were uncertain. They should have just got a sum of money and bought a large amount of food into the house every night, probably to avoid the limelight."
Ji Jing'an knows how to get a sum of money.
At first, the two gangsters disguised as women and booked a room at the Hilton Hotel. After finding the opportunity to take Fang Tong to ye Yufan for medicine, they left one after another as strangers in order to confuse their sight.
If Ni Wei hadn't found a trace of spider silk and saw that the gangster was not a real woman, I'm afraid it would take more time.
At that time, the two gangsters escaped the limelight and fled here, and then went to arrest them in the vast crowd. It is still a small matter to spend a lot of artificial money and time. More importantly, it will be even more difficult to trace the real murderer behind the scenes after a period of clues.
At the thought of this, Jijing An Jun's face was as cold as a blade and glanced at Ni Wei coldly. The other party immediately understood his meaning, reached out from the back of his waist, took out two guns and handed over one.
Detective jijing'an took the gun in his hand, turned sideways, and blocked both sides of the door with Ni Wei.
"Look at me."
Ni Wei roared, held his breath and kicked his right leg at the wooden door.
Bang!
The wooden door fell in response.
Ji Jing'an, with a pistol in his right hand, snatched in vigorously and quickly observed it. The empty room and hall were empty, but he smelled a faint smell of blood on his nose.
Ni Wei then rushed in, turned his head and looked around. He didn't see anyone. He was stunned. "No! Jing An, the people below me have been staring at me all day. According to reason, these two gangsters haven't gone out at all today. Where are they?"
"Late, dead." Jijing an chuckles.
Ni Wei's peach blossom eyes blinked in frustration, which was very unexpected. "It's impossible? Today, no one came out of this bungalow and no one came in."
"There's a smell of blood, and the pool of red on the wall is blood." Ji Jing'an put away his pistol, scanned the house of about thirty or forty square meters inch by inch with cold eyes, walked to the wall beside the bed, fixed his eyes on the blood mark the size of rice grain, and his eyes were fierce and cold.
Not surprisingly, the two gangsters should have become two stiff bodies, which have been killed by the master behind the scenes.
"Shit, where is the dead body? It can't turn into ash." Ni Wei hit the wall with a heavy blow, and the dust on the roof shook down. Soon, the room was filled with a smell of choking dust.
Jijing'an's eyebrows and eyes didn't move and his lips were cold. "There should be a back door or a secret door."
Such a strong smell of blood shows that people didn't remove the body after death, or another possibility is that the people under Ni Wei monitored too closely and didn't have time to move away.
Ni Wei was stunned by this.
After painstakingly investigating the clues, we found the foothold of the two gangsters. It was too late to ask jijing'an for credit. Under a small negligence, people took advantage of the loophole, and the gangsters were killed directly.
Ni Wei twitched his nose and sniffed hard. He also smelled a faint smell of blood. Then he hung his head and lost his airway. "Jing An, I'm really sorry. I ruined it."
Ji Jingan took out a pack of cigarette boxes and lighters from his pocket, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. His cold eyes narrowed sharply, "it seems that the person behind the scenes is a difficult role to deal with."
Ni Wei stepped forward and rubbed a cigarette on it. After swallowing the clouds and driving the fog, he asked with a sad eyebrow, "it's such a point. I've seen everything I should see. Where can I hide?"
"Roof."
Ji Jing'an smiled coldly, and her thin cold lips closed tightly. After throwing the cigarette butts into the dustbin, he took out the white gloves from the toolbox behind Ni Wei, put them on, and walked quickly to the door.
"How do you know?" Ni Wei was very confused. After Jijing settled down, he asked as he walked.
"When you punch on the wall, there is a drop of blood falling with the dust." Ji Jingan gave a faint reply.
The bungalow is not plastered with cement, but similar to the old house with tiles in the countryside.
Therefore, under the action of gravity, blood will drip from above.
There was a fence around the house with a height of more than one person. Ni Wei jumped up with half confidence, jumped onto the fence and looked up at the roof. Where he could see, there were two corpses as cold as wooden stakes. He was surprised and couldn't close his mouth. "Jing'an, they are really dead. They have been dead for about half an hour by visual inspection. Your speculation is completely correct."
It's cold and snowy. If you die for more than an hour, the blood in your body will freeze into blood strips and can't flow at all.
Jijing'an's eyes were obscure. He flew up the wall, followed by one foot on the roof, and stretched out his long finger wearing white gloves to turn over the dead gangster.
Nothing of value was found.
Seeing this, Ni Wei carefully stepped on the tiles and walked over. He also squatted down and looked around. He saw a gangster holding his hand tightly into a fist and exclaimed in surprise, "eh, it seems that he has caught something. Let me have a look first."
He wrenched the gangster's stiff right palm. Ni Wei controlled his strength and slowly took it out. It was a 4A white paper folded into a small paper ball. When it was spread out, it was printed by the computer. A man's incomparably handsome face was smiling gracefully.
In the lower right corner, there are also six huge black words printed by the computer: Jing'an, I'm back.
"Wocao, that damn villain didn't fall into the sea with six shots in his body. Isn't he dead yet?" Ni Wei shook his hand and almost rolled down from the roof.
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Ji Jingan tightened his eyebrows and scanned around. "Who are the two gangsters living in such a remote place?"
"I sent a picture to Wang ziyao, and he sent a message. These two people were carrying several lives. They were vicious criminals, and I don't know who sent them." When it comes to business, Ni Wei's peach blossom handsome face is no longer playful and smiling, but a solemn expression. Looking at Ji Jing'an, he said, "this cunning and obscene means is not much different from that of the old acquaintance. Do you think that person is not dead yet?"
"If there is no evidence that he is still alive, consider him dead." Ji Jing'an straightened his body when he heard the speech, and suddenly stopped for a while before he opened his mouth coldly.
Ni Wei said, without looking back, he continued to lead the way.
Jijing'an eased his stiff body and walked behind Ni Wei.
Walking to the deepest part of the alley, Ni Wei turned back and made a "silent" gesture to Ji Jing'an, lowered his voice and whispered, "See, I watched the bungalow on the first floor of the innermost building for several days. The two gangsters slept during the day and appeared in the middle of the night. Their whereabouts were uncertain. They should have just got a sum of money and bought a large amount of food into the house every night, probably to avoid the limelight."
Ji Jing'an knows how to get a sum of money.
At first, the two gangsters disguised as women and booked a room at the Hilton Hotel. After finding the opportunity to take Fang Tong to ye Yufan for medicine, they left one after another as strangers in order to confuse their sight.
If Ni Wei hadn't found a trace of spider silk and saw that the gangster was not a real woman, I'm afraid it would take more time.
At that time, the two gangsters escaped the limelight and fled here, and then went to arrest them in the vast crowd. It is still a small matter to spend a lot of artificial money and time. More importantly, it will be even more difficult to trace the real murderer behind the scenes after a period of clues.
At the thought of this, Jijing An Jun's face was as cold as a blade and glanced at Ni Wei coldly. The other party immediately understood his meaning, reached out from the back of his waist, took out two guns and handed over one.
Detective jijing'an took the gun in his hand, turned sideways, and blocked both sides of the door with Ni Wei.
"Look at me."
Ni Wei roared, held his breath and kicked his right leg at the wooden door.
Bang!
The wooden door fell in response.
Ji Jing'an, with a pistol in his right hand, snatched in vigorously and quickly observed it. The empty room and hall were empty, but he smelled a faint smell of blood on his nose.
Ni Wei then rushed in, turned his head and looked around. He didn't see anyone. He was stunned. "No! Jing An, the people below me have been staring at me all day. According to reason, these two gangsters haven't gone out at all today. Where are they?"
"Late, dead." Jijing an chuckles.
Ni Wei's peach blossom eyes blinked in frustration, which was very unexpected. "It's impossible? Today, no one came out of this bungalow and no one came in."
"There's a smell of blood, and the pool of red on the wall is blood." Ji Jing'an put away his pistol, scanned the house of about thirty or forty square meters inch by inch with cold eyes, walked to the wall beside the bed, fixed his eyes on the blood mark the size of rice grain, and his eyes were fierce and cold.
Not surprisingly, the two gangsters should have become two stiff bodies, which have been killed by the master behind the scenes.
"Shit, where is the dead body? It can't turn into ash." Ni Wei hit the wall with a heavy blow, and the dust on the roof shook down. Soon, the room was filled with a smell of choking dust.
Jijing'an's eyebrows and eyes didn't move and his lips were cold. "There should be a back door or a secret door."
Such a strong smell of blood shows that people didn't remove the body after death, or another possibility is that the people under Ni Wei monitored too closely and didn't have time to move away.
Ni Wei was stunned by this.
After painstakingly investigating the clues, we found the foothold of the two gangsters. It was too late to ask jijing'an for credit. Under a small negligence, people took advantage of the loophole, and the gangsters were killed directly.
Ni Wei twitched his nose and sniffed hard. He also smelled a faint smell of blood. Then he hung his head and lost his airway. "Jing An, I'm really sorry. I ruined it."
Ji Jingan took out a pack of cigarette boxes and lighters from his pocket, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. His cold eyes narrowed sharply, "it seems that the person behind the scenes is a difficult role to deal with."
Ni Wei stepped forward and rubbed a cigarette on it. After swallowing the clouds and driving the fog, he asked with a sad eyebrow, "it's such a point. I've seen everything I should see. Where can I hide?"
"Roof."
Ji Jing'an smiled coldly, and her thin cold lips closed tightly. After throwing the cigarette butts into the dustbin, he took out the white gloves from the toolbox behind Ni Wei, put them on, and walked quickly to the door.
"How do you know?" Ni Wei was very confused. After Jijing settled down, he asked as he walked.
"When you punch on the wall, there is a drop of blood falling with the dust." Ji Jingan gave a faint reply.
The bungalow is not plastered with cement, but similar to the old house with tiles in the countryside.
Therefore, under the action of gravity, blood will drip from above.
There was a fence around the house with a height of more than one person. Ni Wei jumped up with half confidence, jumped onto the fence and looked up at the roof. Where he could see, there were two corpses as cold as wooden stakes. He was surprised and couldn't close his mouth. "Jing'an, they are really dead. They have been dead for about half an hour by visual inspection. Your speculation is completely correct."
It's cold and snowy. If you die for more than an hour, the blood in your body will freeze into blood strips and can't flow at all.
Jijing'an's eyes were obscure. He flew up the wall, followed by one foot on the roof, and stretched out his long finger wearing white gloves to turn over the dead gangster.
Nothing of value was found.
Seeing this, Ni Wei carefully stepped on the tiles and walked over. He also squatted down and looked around. He saw a gangster holding his hand tightly into a fist and exclaimed in surprise, "eh, it seems that he has caught something. Let me have a look first."
He wrenched the gangster's stiff right palm. Ni Wei controlled his strength and slowly took it out. It was a 4A white paper folded into a small paper ball. When it was spread out, it was printed by the computer. A man's incomparably handsome face was smiling gracefully.
In the lower right corner, there are also six huge black words printed by the computer: Jing'an, I'm back.
"Wocao, that damn villain didn't fall into the sea with six shots in his body. Isn't he dead yet?" Ni Wei shook his hand and almost rolled down from the roof.
Ji Jingan tightened his eyebrows and scanned around. "Who are the two gangsters living in such a remote place?""I sent a picture to Wang ziyao, and he sent a message. These two people were carrying several lives. They were vicious criminals, and I don't know who sent them." When it comes to business, Ni Wei's peach blossom handsome face is no longer playful and smiling, but a solemn expression. Looking at Ji Jing'an, he said, "this cunning and obscene means is not much different from that of the old acquaintance. Do you think that person is not dead yet?""If there is no evidence that he is still alive, consider him dead." Ji Jing'an straightened his body when he heard the speech, and suddenly stopped for a while before he opened his mouth coldly.Ni Wei said, without looking back, he continued to lead the way.Jijing'an eased his stiff body and walked behind Ni Wei.Walking to the deepest part of the alley, Ni Wei turned back and made a "silent" gesture to Ji Jing'an, lowered his voice and whispered, "See, I watched the bungalow on the first floor of the innermost building for several days. The two gangsters slept during the day and appeared in the middle of the night. Their whereabouts were uncertain. They should have just got a sum of money and bought a large amount of food into the house every night, probably to avoid the limelight."Ji Jing'an knows how to get a sum of money.At first, the two gangsters disguised as women and booked a room at the Hilton Hotel. After finding the opportunity to take Fang Tong to ye Yufan for medicine, they left one after another as strangers in order to confuse their sight.If Ni Wei hadn't found a trace of spider silk and saw that the gangster was not a real woman, I'm afraid it would take more time.At that time, the two gangsters escaped the limelight and fled here, and then went to arrest them in the vast crowd. It is still a small matter to spend a lot of artificial money and time. More importantly, it will be even more difficult to trace the real murderer behind the scenes after a period of clues.At the thought of this, Jijing An Jun's face was as cold as a blade and glanced at Ni Wei coldly. The other party immediately understood his meaning, reached out from the back of his waist, took out two guns and handed over one.Detective jijing'an took the gun in his hand, turned sideways, and blocked both sides of the door with Ni Wei."Look at me."Ni Wei roared, held his breath and kicked his right leg at the wooden door.Bang!The wooden door fell in response.Ji Jing'an, with a pistol in his right hand, snatched in vigorously and quickly observed it. The empty room and hall were empty, but he smelled a faint smell of blood on his nose.Ni Wei then rushed in, turned his head and looked around. He didn't see anyone. He was stunned. "No! Jing An, the people below me have been staring at me all day. According to reason, these two gangsters haven't gone out at all today. Where are they?""Late, dead." Jijing an chuckles.Ni Wei's peach blossom eyes blinked in frustration, which was very unexpected. "It's impossible? Today, no one came out of this bungalow and no one came in.""There's a smell of blood, and the pool of red on the wall is blood." Ji Jing'an put away his pistol, scanned the house of about thirty or forty square meters inch by inch with cold eyes, walked to the wall beside the bed, fixed his eyes on the blood mark the size of rice grain, and his eyes were fierce and cold.Not surprisingly, the two gangsters should have become two stiff bodies, which have been killed by the master behind the scenes."Shit, where is the dead body? It can't turn into ash." Ni Wei hit the wall with a heavy blow, and the dust on the roof shook down. Soon, the room was filled with a smell of choking dust.Jijing'an's eyebrows and eyes didn't move and his lips were cold. "There should be a back door or a secret door."Such a strong smell of blood shows that people didn't remove the body after death, or another possibility is that the people under Ni Wei monitored too closely and didn't have time to move away.Ni Wei was stunned by this.After painstakingly investigating the clues, we found the foothold of the two gangsters. It was too late to ask jijing'an for credit. Under a small negligence, people took advantage of the loophole, and the gangsters were killed directly.Ni Wei twitched his nose and sniffed hard. He also smelled a faint smell of blood. Then he hung his head and lost his airway. "Jing An, I'm really sorry. I ruined it."Ji Jingan took out a pack of cigarette boxes and lighters from his pocket, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. His cold eyes narrowed sharply, "it seems that the person behind the scenes is a difficult role to deal with."Ni Wei stepped forward and rubbed a cigarette on it. After swallowing the clouds and driving the fog, he asked with a sad eyebrow, "it's such a point. I've seen everything I should see. Where can I hide?""Roof."Ji Jing'an smiled coldly, and her thin cold lips closed tightly. After throwing the cigarette butts into the dustbin, he took out the white gloves from the toolbox behind Ni Wei, put them on, and walked quickly to the door."How do you know?" Ni Wei was very confused. After Jijing settled down, he asked as he walked."When you punch on the wall, there is a drop of blood falling with the dust." Ji Jingan gave a faint reply.The bungalow is not plastered with cement, but similar to the old house with tiles in the countryside.Therefore, under the action of gravity, blood will drip from above.There was a fence around the house with a height of more than one person. Ni Wei jumped up with half confidence, jumped onto the fence and looked up at the roof. Where he could see, there were two corpses as cold as wooden stakes. He was surprised and couldn't close his mouth. "Jing'an, they are really dead. They have been dead for about half an hour by visual inspection. Your speculation is completely correct."It's cold and snowy. If you die for more than an hour, the blood in your body will freeze into blood strips and can't flow at all.Jijing'an's eyes were obscure. He flew up the wall, followed by one foot on the roof, and stretched out his long finger wearing white gloves to turn over the dead gangster.Nothing of value was found.Seeing this, Ni Wei carefully stepped on the tiles and walked over. He also squatted down and looked around. He saw a gangster holding his hand tightly into a fist and exclaimed in surprise, "eh, it seems that he has caught something. Let me have a look first."He wrenched the gangster's stiff right palm. Ni Wei controlled his strength and slowly took it out. It was a 4A white paper folded into a small paper ball. When it was spread out, it was printed by the computer. A man's incomparably handsome face was smiling gracefully.In the lower right corner, there are also six huge black words printed by the computer: Jing'an, I'm back."Wocao, that damn villain didn't fall into the sea with six shots in his body. Isn't he dead yet?" Ni Wei shook his hand and almost rolled down from the roof.
