In less than half an hour, two ambulances parked outside the Marina Hotel.
Several plainclothes policemen and several emergency personnel pushed the stretcher to the eleventh floor. When they came down, the dead waiter was lying on one stretcher, and the unconscious waiter was lying on the other stretcher.
The killer flying dragon.
The whole process was quick and quiet, with little impact on hotel guests.
Before leaving, the hotel manager on duty followed the police back to the police station to record a statement.
In Room 1101 on the eleventh floor, the gray-haired old man stood on the edge of the balcony with his hands behind his back and a solemn expression, watching the ambulance and police cars flashing away at his feet without saying a word.
The bodyguard in black stood behind the old man, "Godfather, Feilong missed it!"
The old man said nothing.
The bodyguard in black said: "What a waste! Godfather, let me go!"
"Wait a minute!" The old man raised his right palm and said in a calm voice: "Dali, stay in the room honestly. Don't act rashly at this time!"
"But Feilong was taken away by the police!" Dali said.
The old man said calmly: "Don't worry, Feilong knows what to do!"
Guangzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau.
trial room.
Feilong was handcuffed and handcuffed to a chair behind his back. His head was wrapped with a piece of blood-soaked gauze, and there was no expression on his face.
Lao Yang and a policeman in charge of recording sat opposite Feilong and looked at the killer coldly.
"name?"
"..."
"Who sent you?"
"..."
"I'm asking you a question, are you deaf?" Lao Yang got a little angry, stood up abruptly, put his hands on the table, pointed at Feilong and said word by word: "Don't think you are pretending to be deaf and dumb.
It will be fine. Let me tell you that the crime of murder in China is very serious! Also, since you are an extremely dangerous person, we can adopt some special questioning methods!"
Feilong glanced at Lao Yang coldly, then casually shifted his gaze, looking up at the ceiling in a daze.
Feilong's contemptuous expression of "What can you do to me?" completely angered Lao Yang. Lao Yang turned around and said to the policeman: "It seems we have to take some special measures to bring him back to the office of our National Security Bureau.
I have a hundred ways to get him to talk!"
Feilong turned his head and glared at Lao Yang fiercely.
"What? Do you want to kill me with this expression on your face?" Lao Yang asked angrily with his hands on his hips.
The expression on Feilong's face suddenly became very strange, and then he revealed a strange smile.
The policeman asked in confusion: "What are you laughing at?"
"No!" Lao Yang was the first to react. He rushed forward, reached out and pinched Feilong's cheek hard, and tried desperately to open Feilong's mouth with his other hand.
"puff!"
Feilong suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of hot blood splashed onto Lao Yang's face. At the same time, half of his bloody tongue flew out.
Lao Yang took a step back in fear. Feilong tilted his head and soon became silent, but there was already a strange smile on his face, a smile of victory.
Lao Yang wiped the blood on his face and punched the wall hard: "Damn it! Call the coroner to drag this guy away!"
"Yes! Yes!" The policeman was a little frightened and ran out of the interrogation room in fear.
Lao Yang walked out of the interrogation room with an angry look on his face. When he saw Lao Yang coming out of the interrogation room, Robin Hood climbed up from the chair in the corridor, "How is it? Did you ask anything?"
"Hey!" Lao Yang sighed heavily and said with a tone of self-blame: "It's all my fault for being too negligent. That bitch... bit his tongue and committed suicide!"
"What? Bite your tongue and commit suicide?" Robin Hood opened his mouth in surprise.
Lao Yang said: "According to my speculation, this guy is not an ordinary killer, but some kind of well-trained agent or professional killer. There should be a strict organization behind him! According to the information you provided before, I guess there may be a
A mysterious organization has targeted Su Xiaodie, so you must closely protect Su Xiaodie and never let the enemy's conspiracy succeed! As for this mysterious organization, our National Security Bureau will continue to investigate!"
Robin Hood shook his sore arm and sighed: "Hey, it seems that the annual salary of five hundred thousand a year is not so easy to earn! Even if you can earn it, you have to spend your life to spend it!"
Lao Yang patted Robin Hood on the shoulder: "Hey, haven't you been in contact with He Nicole, the daughter of the gambling king? If you work hard, you can become the son-in-law of the gambling king, not to mention 500,000, even 500 million.
It’s a piece of cake! Hey, where are you going?”
"I'm hungry, let's go out and buy some food!" Robin Hood covered his ears and walked away, this terrible old Yang!
At three or four in the morning, Robin Hood was munching chicken legs and drinking beer leisurely, while Lao Yang sat opposite and read the information sent by the coroner.
"This is the information sent by the coroner just now. When he examined the deceased's body, he found a blue-gray number tattoo under the sole of the deceased's right foot! Look at the photo!" Old Yang handed a photo to Robin Hood.
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Robin Hood frowned and said, "Damn! He's eating, and you actually let me see his stinky feet. Isn't it disgusting?"
Robin Hood looked down at the photo and saw that there was a "13" tattoo on the sole of the man's foot!
13?!
Why does this person have an Arabic numeral tattooed on the sole of his foot?
"What do you think the number 13 means?" Lao Yang asked.
Robin Hood wiped his greasy mouth and said: "Assuming there is a mysterious organization behind this killer, then I guess the number 13 may be the killer's identity number in the organization!"
"Number 13?!" Old Yang nodded slightly and said: "So, there are quite a lot of killers in this mysterious organization!"
Robin Hood said: "I have fought with this guy. This guy is very powerful. He should have received very systematic fighting training, and he must have received very advanced killing training. Moreover, his behavior of biting his tongue and committing suicide also shows that this guy may have been there since he was a child.
Having been brainwashed by some kind of extreme thought, he is a typical killing machine!"
Lao Yang closed his eyes slightly and tapped the table with his fingers: "It seems that our National Security Bureau has a new opponent!"
