Zhang Qingfeng frowned slightly. In other words, this guy turned himself into a bomb?
After he pondered for a while, he first asked Xu Zhengwu to leave here temporarily.
Xu Zhengwu looked a little worried, but he also understood that this kind of thing was beyond his control.
He could only tell Zhang Qingfeng repeatedly: "Qingfeng, you must try your best to ensure the safety of the hostages."
"Don't worry, Uncle Xu. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to them."
Xu Zhengwu patted Zhang Qingfeng on the shoulder, then turned around and exited the mall.
The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Zhang Qingfeng and Yi Qingling, and he asked in a deep voice: "Are you two members of the investigation team?"
Zhang Qingfeng casually took out his ID and threw it away.
The middle-aged man slowly bent down to pick up the document, glanced at it, and frowned: "Third-level investigator?"
"This level is not very high. Can you keep your word?"
Zhang Qingfeng said calmly: "It's barely okay."
"what do you want?"
The middle-aged man's expression was grim, he pointed at the hostages behind him and said threateningly: "I want Qingxin Pills, your weird investigation team must have them!"
Qingxin Pill? What is that?
Zhang Qingfeng looked at Yi Qingling beside him with confusion. Yi Qingling slowly said: "A kind of healing holy medicine, usually used for injuries of muscles and veins. The headquarters does have it, but not much."
Yi Qingling looked at the middle-aged man and said: "Qingxin Pills are rare and rare. Only the headquarters stores some."
"Even if the headquarters sends it here now, it will take a long time. I'm afraid our Nanwu headquarters has sent many experts here. By then, let alone the Qingxin Pills, it will be difficult for you to survive even if you want to."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care, the worst I can do is drag these people to death with me!"
"In this case, Miss Yi next to me will replace them." Zhang Qingfeng had a faint smile on his face.
"Her?" The middle-aged man frowned.
Zhang Qingfeng said: "You don't know something. This Miss Yi next to me is the legendary inheritor of medical books. Have you heard of medical books?"
"Things like Qingxin Pills are indeed difficult to obtain in the eyes of others, but Miss Yi can refine them herself."
"Right, Miss Yi."
Yi Qingling squeezed out a smile and nodded slightly: "Of course, that is just a piece of cake for me."
Listening to Zhang Qingfeng's words, the middle-aged man slowly frowned and said in a deep voice: "Replace it with her?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a while and nodded in agreement, regardless of whether what they said was true or false.
The life of an investigation team member is definitely more valuable than the hostages in his hands.
The middle-aged man said loudly: "Tie your hands and then walk over slowly."
Zhang Qingfeng quickly took out the rope and tied Yi Qingling's hands.
The two looked at each other and had a tacit understanding.
Yi Qingling's hands were tied and she slowly walked towards the middle-aged man.
As he slowly approached, the middle-aged man immediately stepped forward, wanting to control Yi Qingling first.
Suddenly, Yi Qingling shot a silver needle from his tongue and instantly pierced the acupuncture point on the middle-aged man's chest.
Zhang Qingfeng was also prepared. He rushed forward in an instant and held the middle-aged man firmly. Then, the silver needles in Yi Qingling's hand shot out one after another, sealing this guy's Fengchi point, Shenque point, and Yingchuang point.
Wait for seven acupuncture points to prevent him from actually fighting the bloody death curse.
"You are cheating!" the middle-aged man yelled angrily. Zhang Qingfeng slapped this guy on the forehead: "Be quiet."
Soon, Zhang Qingfeng tied up the bastard inside and out. After making sure that his acupuncture points were sealed, he notified Xu Zhengwu and others to come in and take the hostages away.
Later, Zhang Qingfeng untied the rope from Yi Qingling's hand.
Yi Qingling gently rubbed her wrists that were slightly red from being tied, and complained: "You tied it too tightly. If this happens next time, tie it looser. I almost missed my shot with the silver needle."
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Zhang Qingfeng chuckled, then his eyes fell on the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, who are you and what do you want Qingxin Pill for?"
The middle-aged man kept silent.
"You were the one who captured Chen Zhen three months ago, right?"
"I will also sacrifice nearly half of your companions to use them against us."
After hearing the word "blood sacrifice", the middle-aged man's eyes flickered.
Zhang Qingfeng was immediately overjoyed. It seemed that this guy was indeed a member of the dangerous psychic organization three months ago.
"Let's go, take it back first, I'll inform Boss Hu." Zhang Qingfeng said in a deep voice.
Soon, the two took the middle-aged man back to Lisheng Cleaning Company.
They escorted him directly and walked back to the office.
Hu Lisheng and Chen Zhen received the news and were already waiting at Lisheng Cleaning Company early.
"Is that him?" Hu Lisheng saw them coming back and stood up from his desk. Then he turned to Chen Zhen and asked, "Old Chen, come and see if you recognize this guy."
After Chen Zhen saw this guy's face, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "This is the guy. He was the one who hit me with his movements at that time."
When Chen Zhen was captured by them and brought to the basement for execution, the group probably never thought they could let Chen Zhen out alive.
So I was not masked at that time.
Chen Zhen hurriedly pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "Don't rush to recruit him. We have something to do here. Let me give it a hard time before recruiting him."
According to the regulations of the Monster Catching Bureau, for the sake of humanitarianism, generally speaking, the captured dangerous psychics are not allowed to be tortured.
Punishment can only be carried out unless the other party refuses to confess.
The flesh on Chen Zhen's face was shaking with excitement. He had suffered a lot in that basement.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth slightly, took a deep breath, and said helplessly: "I'm in bad luck if I take it into your hands..."
Originally, he wanted to be tough, but Chen Zhen had already recognized him. Even if he was tough, it would be useless.
I'm afraid I'll have to endure some torture when the time comes.
Why bother.
It's better to explain it happily.
Hu Lisheng pointed to the sofa: "Sit down and talk, what do you know? Of course, I hope you will cooperate."
"Our investigation team has its own rules and regulations. As long as you confess honestly, cooperate, and the crime is not punishable by death, we can spare your life."
The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa thought for a while and then slowly said: "Me."
"Our boss was injured, and he hasn't gotten any better in the past three months."
Hu Lisheng frowned slightly and asked, "Injured?"
"It's the technique I got from you last time. He practiced it..."
"My whole body's muscles and veins are completely out of order. If I don't get the Qingxin Pill, I'm afraid I will lose my cultivation very soon."
"He had someone draw a bloody death curse on me, so I had to help him get the Qingxin Pill."
Hu Lisheng couldn't help but touch his forehead, and sighed in his heart at the patchwork skills he was given last time.