The long and terrifying night has finally passed. The golden sunshine in the early morning shines through the big hole in the window into the hall of Yin Yang Detective Agency. The ground is a mess, covered with blood. The black dog's blood has long condensed into clots, forming a layer of blood scab.
Exudes a fishy stench
Deng and Long spent the rest of the night leaning on big chairs. The dazzling sunlight shone in the hall. Deng Long rubbed his painful and swollen head and opened his tired eyes.
Everything was like a nightmare, but the blood stains on the floor and ceiling proved that everything was not a dream. The fierce battle last night was so dangerous that Deng Long would never forget it in his life.
The wound on his hand scratched by the kid healed very quickly. Deng Long walked to the bathroom, washed his face and cleared his mind. He walked to the hall and opened all the doors and windows. Fresh air poured in, which finally relieved the bloody smell in the room.
"Brothers, it's time to get up, the sun is shining on your buttocks!" Seeing the three of Li Kangkai lying on the big chairs with extremely tired expressions, Deng Long felt full of apologies in his heart.
Ma Tiexin was the first to wake up. Thinking about the earth-shattering knife attack last night, Deng Long still secretly marveled that Ma Tiexin really didn't show his face. Thinking of his helplessness when he was questioned by the patrol room and the detective team, Deng Long just put him
I was associated with ordinary soldiers, but I didn't expect that Ma Tiexin's sword skills were so powerful.
Although Deng Long had doubts about Ma Tiexin's true identity, Deng Long didn't take it to heart. It didn't matter who Ma Tiexin was. The most important thing was that he was his brother.
"Old Ma! I woke up, nothing happened!" Deng Long took a cigarette from the cigarette pack, tapped it in the palm of his hand a few times, and threw it to Ma Tiexin
"It's okay. I was just a little exhausted yesterday. I'm going to wash my face!" Ma Tiexin stood up from the chair with difficulty and walked into the bathroom.
Deng Long lit a cigarette for himself and looked at Li Kangkai and He Chao who were still sleeping. He Chao still had burnt marks on his hands. The poison of the imp was indeed strong. After being treated with glutinous rice, a black mark was still left.
It's a big scar, and the surrounding flesh is somewhat rotten.
Deng Long walked to the bedroom, burned money and paper and turned it into a bowl of talisman water. He brought it to He Chao's side and carefully cleaned He Chao's wounds. His actions were extremely careful. In Deng Long's mind, since Uncle Qing left, he had
Except for spring, it’s just these good brothers.
The coolness of Fu Shui made He Chao wake up from his sleep. He Chao opened his hazy eyes and found that Deng Long was cleaning his wound. He was extremely surprised and shocked.
"Old He, don't worry, it will be fine soon! After the wound is cleaned with talisman water, the toxicity will naturally be eliminated." Deng Long held a cigarette in his mouth, raised his head and looked at He Chao, holding tweezers and
Use cotton wool to carefully clean the carrion near the wound.
He Chao closed his eyes and said nothing. His grandfather was indeed very accurate in judging people. Deng Long was extremely loyal and it was not in vain that he came all the way from Shandong to help him.
Soon after the wound was cleaned, Deng Long threw away the cotton wool and tweezers, stood up, spit out the cigarette that almost burned his fingers and said with a smile: "Old He, it's done, I promise that there will be no scars in half a month!"
"Haha! As long as it doesn't affect shooting!" He Chao smiled and stood up from the chair. As a shooter, the most important thing is to protect his hands.
Lao Ma bought breakfast from downstairs, and Deng Long woke Li Kangkai up. They quickly finished the meal quickly. Li Kangkai looked at the blood stains on the floor and ceiling, and suddenly screamed: "Deng Long, where is the kid?"
The expressions of several people changed at the same time. They looked towards the jar in the corner. Fortunately, the jar was still intact. Deng Long took out a cigarette and gave it to everyone. "A cigarette after a meal is better than a living god." The most important thing is
The purpose is to suppress the fishy smell in the room.
For safety reasons, Deng Long picked up Ma Tiexin's saber and carefully opened the lid of the altar from a distance. In the thick black blood, only a small red bellyband was floating at the mouth of the altar. Deng Long used his saber to lift the altar lid.
The jar was stirred a few times, but it was empty!
"The kid won't run away while we're sleeping!" Li Kangkai asked nervously, staring at the mouth of the altar.
Deng Long touched his nose and reached out to fish out the little bellyband. The strong smell made people almost want to vomit. Deng Long frowned and said, "Judging from the traces on the mouth of the altar, the kid must have been transformed by dog blood."
, such a most evil thing, black dog blood is its nemesis!"
"It's a pity that I can't bring a gift to Lao Hong! Deng Long, what should I do with this detective agency? It's full of blood. You have to deal with it quickly, otherwise the landlord will definitely sue you!" Li Kangkai walked to the window and let out a long sigh.
, the smell in the room makes people dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.
"Hey! There's nothing we can do. Let's ask someone to clean it up!" Deng Long threw the kid's bellyband into the jar, sealed the mouth of the jar, and said helplessly.
Li Kangkai picked up the phone on the table and called the "old guys" who lived in "Yangzi Street". The four of them could no longer stay in this smelly room. Deng Long packed some important things.
, several people took Li Kangkai’s car and went to Li’s house together.
Master Ku Long was sitting in the cabin. Just overnight, Master Ku Long seemed to have aged more than ten years, and there were more wrinkles on his lean face.
The kid didn't come back all night. It must have been cracked by Deng Long. More than ten years of hard work was ruined by Deng Long. Ku Long was extremely angry in his heart. He still underestimated the little detective. It seemed that he should personally
Out of the mountains
The allure of love has never come to fruition. What is the blood of a saint? This makes Ku Long puzzled. Where is the saint? Who is a saint in the world?
The one who is more depressed than Ku Long is Lin Jiale. His repeated failures have hindered his plans time and time again. Now that Zhonghetang and Hongmen are connected and monolithic, the Ax Gang has no chance to take advantage of the Japanese and Ku Long.
They are all those guys who fail to succeed but fail more than they should. Even a small detective can't deal with them. Now the French Concession has secretly targeted him, and some business friends have also backed away. The situation is already very unfavorable for him.
The little detective is all to blame for this. Every time, he intervenes and ruins his plan. If Deng Long hadn't hindered Hongmen last time, the French and Hongmen would have lost each other in a fight. Since Deng Long appeared,
, my plan was completely disrupted. I originally counted on Yanagida and Kuryu, but none of these people worked. It seems that I have to rely on myself.
Deng Long must be eliminated! Lin Jiale took a sip of red wine in his glass and shouted to the guard outside the door: "Get the car ready, I'm going to the Japanese Concession!"
Now, besides myself, the people who hate Deng Long the most are the Japanese. The Japanese are ruthless in their behavior. As long as I fan the flames, they will definitely kill Deng Long.