He Has a Dragon

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When Mu Xihu and Wang Le left the office one after another and just entered the elevator, Wang Le slapped Mu Xihu and ordered: "First take me to the incident site where antique cultural relics are stored."

Mu Xihu was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, let's go to the crime scene to take a look first."

After finishing speaking, Mu Xihu pressed the button on the third floor of the room where the antique cultural relics were stored.

Soon, when the two stepped out of the elevator and walked along the corridor to the door of a room at the easternmost end, which had been cordoned off, two police officers were guarding both sides to monitor the environment and prevent it from being damaged.

"Master Mu." When Mu Xihu led Wang Le to the door, he saw the two young police officers greeting them in unison, obviously looking familiar to them.

Mu Xihu hummed and said calmly: "My eldest brother wants to go in and take a look, please open the door!"

The two young police officers did not hesitate at all. One of them opened the cordon and let Wang Le and Mu Xihu in.

Mu Xihu was the first to walk through the cordon and push the door open. Wang Le, who was following behind, nodded to the two young police officers to express his gratitude. The other party couldn't help but feel a little flattered. They didn't expect that Mr. Mu's eldest brother would Such attention to polite details.

"Brother Xiang, let's go in!" Mu Xihu consciously did not call him brother-in-law, but addressed him as Wang Le's current Jia Shaoxiang.

Wang Le nodded and followed Mu Xihu into the house.

"Shouldn't the security be guarding outside the door? Why is the death scene inside the house?" As soon as Wang Le entered the house, he saw pools of blood splattered on the walls and the ground. He frowned slightly and asked Mu Xi Tiger asked.

Mu Xihu shook his head and responded: "Yes, the four security guards should have been at the door, but they died inside the house. The police and I have speculated that it is very likely that the thieves lured them into the house and then killed them. .”

Wang Le nodded noncommittally, then without saying anything, he walked slowly to the pools of blood and carefully looked at the blood splatters on the ground and walls.

Mu Xihu, who was following behind, did not dare to disturb. He stood silently and didn't move, for fear that the movement he caused would interrupt Wang Le's thoughts.

After a while, Wang Le, who was squatting next to a pool of blood, carefully inspected and observed for a while, finally stood up and stopped looking.

"Brother-in-law, how are you?" Mu Xihu saw Wang Le turning around and walking towards him. I couldn't help but asked quickly.

At this time, Wang Le frowned slightly, seeming thoughtful.

He didn't immediately answer his brother-in-law's questioning.

When Mu Xihu saw this, he immediately shut his mouth, did not dare to ask any more questions, and continued to wait quietly.

At this moment, Wang Le raised his head and glanced back and forth at the ceiling of the room.

Suddenly, Wang Le's eyes lit up, and he walked to a vent near the east corner of the room. Then his heart moved, and he immediately opened his Dharma Eye to see through the vent.

first. Wang Le discovered that there were traces of someone moving around the vent, and then he looked through the ceiling. It could only accommodate one person at most, and it was a ventilation duct made of stainless steel and iron sheets.

Soon, as Wang Le expected, more or less blood stains could be seen inside the passage.

Perspective here. Wang Le used his Dharma Eye to follow the route of the ventilation duct and found the exit of the ventilation duct in less than two minutes, which was on the top floor of the building.

A few minutes later, Wang Le put away his Dharma Eyes and turned around, not following him. Mu Xihu, who was standing on the spot, said: "The thief always used the ventilation channel on the ceiling from the time he first entered the club to when he was able to retreat. It seems that the thief is very familiar with the structural diagram of our private club No. 1993. "

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "I think the batch of antique cultural relics I brought were targeted as soon as they entered the club. After three days of observation, I finally took action this morning."

Having said this, Wang Le couldn't help but glance at the scarlet blood spots splattered on the wall, and said firmly: "The other party, like me, holds a military thorn, otherwise, the wound would not be so deep. The speed and force of the blood splashing out will not be so great."

"Uh!" Mu Xihu was stunned for a moment by the words, and then said: "Brother-in-law, can you tell what the murder weapon is from the blood stains on the floor and walls?"

Wang Len snorted and said: "Professional forensic doctors can often accurately determine the murder weapon and even the murderer's height through the blood spattered from the human body at the murder scene."

As he spoke, Wang Le waved his hand and said: "In short, this is a rigorous, complex and profound knowledge, and it takes a lot of time and effort to learn the essence."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xihu looked confused and asked: "Brother-in-law, you are not a forensic doctor, how can you know so much?"

Wang Le paused for a moment, then looked at Mu Xihu with a half-smile, and replied: "Practice makes perfect, and I've learned the trick."

"..." Three black lines suddenly appeared on Mu Xihu's forehead. At the same time, his heart felt cold and he was speechless.

Mu Xihu, as his brother-in-law, was of course familiar with Wang Le's achievements, and had even participated in them himself.

For example, last time in Hong Kong Island, Mu Xihu and Wu Kai were kidnapped. As a result, Wang Le single-handedly killed them from the bottom of the building to the top of the building, leaving no one alive and all of them died.

Now that he thinks of those infiltrating scenes from back then, Mu Xihu seems to be able to smell the strong smell of blood flowing in the air in that building.

Of course, I have to mention that Wang Le and the Hong family's group of more than 300 elites who crossed the Pacific and came from the United States on Hong Kong Island wiped them out overnight until only the head of the family, Hong Burang, was left. They escaped, and the others were all buried in Hong Kong Island and could never return to their homeland in the United States.

And this battle truly and completely established Wang Le's invincibility and unparalleled prestige among the upper circles of the Four-Nine City, making all those who were against Wang Le or wanted to be enemies with him frightened by the news. I don't dare to have any evil thoughts.

Although there is endless fun in fighting with others, fighting with a pervert is not happy and interesting, but a complete tragedy. And everyone is smart and obviously will not do such a stupid thing.

His thoughts turned around. Although Mu Xihu was afraid, Wang Le was also his brother-in-law, so he had no fear. Instead, he felt an unparalleled sense of security.

Therefore, out of sudden curiosity, Mu Xihu bravely said: "Brother-in-law, people in the circle say that you can kill a hundred people. As far as I can guess, the number of lives under your hands is at least 500."

Having said this, Mu Xihu couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and finally asked: "Brother-in-law, can you tell me how many people you have killed?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it. Recommended votes, monthly votes, your support is my biggest motivation.)