National Security Bureau 8: I, the King of Criminal Cases

It was as if the sky was painted with endless thick ink. Under the hazy moonlight, few stars could be seen.

Looking at the naked man not far away, Zhou Chen's mockery was so obvious.

Killer, would he be afraid?

"Not running away?"

Walking towards the man step by step, Zhou Chen stared at his face.

The man was panic-stricken, staring at Zhou Chen with his eyes fixed.

His trembling legs moved, and he slowly retreated.

"It's useless."

Zhou Chen was strolling in the garden, shaking his head slightly, "You know very well that you can't run away."

The man stopped, and the muscles on his face suddenly became stiff and twitched obviously.

Finally, it turned into despair!

But...

Suddenly, the man rushed towards Zhou Chen.

Instead of retreating, he advanced!

"Ha!" Zhou Chen laughed out loud.

Almost in an instant, the man appeared in front of him.

A fist hit Zhou Chen's face like lightning.

But the next second, the man was shocked.

Because he saw Zhou Chen also raised his arm, and the action was almost the same, and he punched his fist.

Bang!

The man's five fingers hurt and he lost consciousness.

In the severe pain, the man suddenly roared, kicked out his thigh, and kicked Zhou Chen's thigh like a whip.

The result was still the same.

Zhou Chen was the first to arrive, and swung one thigh up and hit the opponent's thigh.

Bang... blood splattered!

The man who screamed and retreated could be clearly seen, and the blood instantly dyed his thigh red.

Not to mention the injury, his thigh lost consciousness, and his muscles twitched under the heavy load.

The white bone stumps could be seen on the bloody calf.

"No!"

The man roared, and he didn't fall down. He kicked the ground with his uninjured leg again and rushed towards Zhou Chen.

Surprisingly... a headbutt hit him.

The two were very close at this time.

Zhou Chen could clearly see the other's head getting bigger and bigger.

Raised his hand.

Bang, crack.

A punch hit the man's face, breaking his nose.

"Ah...¨" ..."

The man screamed, intense pain mixed with bitterness swept through his body, and tears of stimulation flowed out of his eyes.

He screamed miserably and staggered back.

But he just took a step back.

Zhou Chen moved, and pounced on him like a cheetah.

Swung a punch down.

When the fist was raised, it was like a hammer, full of violent beauty.

Bang... hit the man's cheek.

The man's body seemed to be drained of all strength under Zhou Chen's punch. He stared and fell to the ground with a blank expression.

Plop, lying on the ground.

"Summer nights can sometimes be cold."

Zhou Chen slowly squatted in front of the man, "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Man:...

It felt like Zhou Chen's words were asking him: Is the urine of diabetic patients really sweet?

It was obviously mocking him!

However, the despair on the man's face became even more intense.

At this time.

Four special agents also walked out of the residential building.

One of the special agents was holding a woman in his hand.

She was about 40 years old and wearing revealing pajamas.

She was still struggling when she was held.

She screamed "wuwuwu" with her mouth blocked.

The woman was the best friend of the suspect Niu Xue.

The man was the boyfriend of Niu Xue's best friend.

As soon as Niu Xue confessed.

Zhou Chen came over.

Since he came to Bincheng, it only took him one day to solve the case of "buying a killer to kill her husband".

At night, the so-called killer was found.

The speed of solving the case was jaw-dropping.

But Zhou Chen knew that the man and woman in front of him, especially the male killer in front of him, were not the target he was looking for at all.

It can be inferred from the "hickey" on the victim's neck that the murderer was a woman.

Even if it was this woman, she might not be the "ghost killer" he was looking for.

As for who the "ghost killer" was, Zhou Chen had no idea at all.

It doesn't matter.

If we destroy the entire killer group, won't everything be solved?

How simple!

…

Bincheng, Municipal Bureau, interrogation room.

"Sun Haoyong, male, 36 years old, from Bincheng, unemployed, no criminal record, no parents, no wife, no children..."

Reading the other party's file, Zhou Chen smiled and looked at the man in the interrogation room, "Others are three-no, you are five-no, it's quite amazing."

Sun Haoyong lowered his head in silence, saying nothing.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you."

Zhou Chen stared at him, "I'm not a policeman."

"..."

Sun Haoyong suddenly looked up and looked at Zhou Chen in surprise.

"I am Guo'an."

Zhou Chen said word by word, "Guo's country, safe An."

Sun Haoyong's scalp tightened and his hair stood up.

A chill ran from his spine to his neck.

His legs were shaking like he had malaria...

"¨" Don't be afraid, I don't eat people."

Zhou Chen stood up and stood in front of him. He lowered his head and looked at the shivering Sun Haoyong, and said coldly: "I only kill animals!"

Sun Haoyong was so scared that his soul flew away, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

"Sure enough..."

The coldness on Zhou Chen's face suddenly turned into a smile, "You are not a killer!"

"Uh!"

Sun Haoyong's body trembled violently, and his heart tightened in fear, as if a cold snake was crawling on his back. He looked at Zhou Chen in horror, "You..."

"You want to ask me how I know?"

Zhou Chen sneered, "Because I caught a killer before."

"I..."

Sun Haoyong opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"Who is she?"

Zhou Chen looked directly into Sun Haoyong's eyes.

Sun Haoyong remained silent and didn't speak.