The Underworld Detective

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The needle penetrated into the blood vessel, and I immediately felt dizzy.

I pulled it off and saw that some venom was smeared on the needle, which seemed to be an anesthetic, because if it was a neurotoxin, it was almost asphyxiated when injected into the neck, but the anesthetic took several minutes to fully attack.

Song Shichao yelled, "Wang bastard!" Immediately rushed towards the guy who drew the arrow. The man saw the situation and ran away.

I shouted, "Come back soon ..." But I was weak, and my legs swayed for a while, as if drunk, and the surrounding ground was shaking.

I patted my face desperately, struck the Hegu acupoint at my tiger's mouth to keep myself awake. I didn't know how long to wait, Song Shichao ran back and said, "Let that guy run away, uncle, are you poisoned?"

I took a deep breath: "It's a narcotic, I can't hold it long, so I'll find a place to hide!"

Song Shichao looked around and said, "There is an abandoned house over there, let's go in and hide."

My brain is like stuffed with cotton now, and I ca n’t move at all. If I put it in the usual time, I would definitely not agree, because this lonely house in the wild countryside is too easy to be a target.

Song Shichao took me there and walked there. I was about to die halfway. He knelt on the ground. Song Shichao said anxiously, "Uncle, should I carry you?"

I waved, "Smoke, give me a cigarette!"

He handed a cigarette and I took it in half and shoved the tobacco into my mouth. The nicotine in tobacco can be forcibly refreshed, and it is especially effective for a person who has never smoked.

After the tobacco was chewed, the disgusting water flowing into my throat made me feel more awake, but my hands and feet were still soft like noodles. I asked, "Is there a knife?"

"Have!"

Song Shichao took out a small knife, and I pierced it around my wrist twice. Due to the spread of the anesthetic, I didn't feel the pain. Song Shichao was surprised: "Uncle, why do you mutilate yourself?"

I shook my head and said, "I'm bleeding myself."

"Why blood?"

I didn't have the energy to explain that when the human body loses blood, it will force the secretion of adrenaline, which can also support me for a while and activate the immune system. Medieval bloodletting therapy actually used blood to strengthen the immune system.

I can't fall asleep now. In this environment, falling asleep is over!

Song Shichao helped me to continue. As he walked, he carved some marks on the roadside tree. I asked what it was, and he explained: "This is the secret code used by Wu Song to contact us. Uncle Xingchen can find us later. "

We finally came to the hut, which had no ceiling, the room was empty, and there were piles of air-dried dog feces in the corner.

I sat on the ground and Song Shichao said, "Uncle, can I get you some water?"

I shook my head hard.

I sat there, drowsiness rushing, and my spirit continued to play a tug-of-war between coma and sobriety. I asked Song Shichao to ask for a few cigarettes, chewed them in my mouth, and made myself sober with that pungent smell.

Song Shichao couldn't stand it, and said, "You're so frustrated, or just sleep for a while!"

I said, "Anesthetics just deceive the brain, just go through it. Don't let me fall asleep, you know?"

Song Shichao sighed again and again: "That day when the family wouldn't let you go, I thought it would be a trivial matter for the family. It seems that you are indeed a lot of enemies when you are outside."

At this time, Song Shichao and I were ringing at the same time. Song Shichao took out a look and scolded: "Look!"

I asked, "What happened?"

He handed the phone over, there was a MMS on it, which reads ‘Thousands of Gold and Bones’. Below is my photo and an anatomy of the human body. It is marked in red on the radius of the right hand, and there is a line below—

"The reward is 16 million. Picking a bone from this person will not hurt his life. Heilongtang delivered it!"

There may be a mobile phone communication station nearby, and the reward order was actually sent to us. Song Shichao pouted: "Oh, good guy, this guy is rich enough, how can it become 16 million in a blink of an eye? Isn't it just a bone? I'll just leave it for him, and I won't have to worry about it in my next life. "

I sighed, "It's not that simple. It's easy to take roots, or is it easier to just kill my life?"

Song Shichao replied: "Of course ... it's easier to kill my uncle!"

I nodded: "But this person is staying close, as long as the bones are dead, or he is deliberately demonstrating, or he is trying to trip us here for some purpose."

I picked up the phone and tried to make a call to Huang Xiaotao. I flipped through the contacts and gradually got into a fight with my eyelids. I fell asleep holding the phone.

When I woke up, it was already dark, there was no one in the room, and the strength of the anesthetic had passed. I stood up and called Song Shichao, and he came in with his pants on from the outside: "Uncle, you're awake, I just got a large size."

It turned out to be a false alarm, terrifying me, and I reproached, "Why don't you wake me up?"

Song Shichao said: "I think my uncle is very sleepy. I don't want to see you torture yourself any more, just let you sleep for a while ... Rest assured, there are wild fields within a few kilometers of this circle. Where are so many bad people?"

"Where is Song Xingchen?" I asked with a frown.

"Not yet!" Song Shichao answered.

It is six o'clock in the evening. It will be very troublesome when I get dark. I went outside and looked at it, "Let's go to him!"

Song Shichao and I returned along the same path, and suddenly saw Song Xingchen kneeling beside a big tree, the knife stuck in the ground, his stomach covered with his hands, his clothes covered with blood.

Song Shichao exclaimed: "Uncle Xing!"

Then I immediately ran over, and I suddenly realized that there was something wrong. The people in front of him were like Song Xingchen regardless of their body and clothing, but the Tang sword was obviously not his.

I shouted, "Don't go!"

As soon as the words fell, the man suddenly stood up and stabbed into Song Shichao's chest. The knife came out from Song Shichao's back. He arched in pain, his hands digging hard at each other's clothes.

The other kicked Song Shichao to the ground, raised his head, and turned out to be a woman.

Song Shichao twitched, spit a few mouthfuls of blood, and murmured indistinctly: "Little uncle ... Hurry ... Hurry!" However, the pupil suddenly expanded and he died!

I widened my eyes erratically, and the woman disguised as Song Xingchen couldn't help sneering: "Little brother, what are you doing? Someone on the road is buying you a bone for 20 million dollars. Is your bone made of gold?"

I gritted my teeth, my heart was frightened by the anger, and I roared, "I have the ability to take it myself!"

I launched Pluto's pupils, and now I was extremely angry and stronger than ever. The woman screamed and desperately covered her eyes. I picked up a stone from the ground, rushed to her, and slammed it on her head.

The woman fell to the ground, convulsed, and her head was bleeding. I quickly closed Pluto's pupils, and the effectiveness of backwashing made me black.

I checked Song Shichao in the past and he wasn't breathing. The thought of him being dragged by me, both sad and guilty in my heart, I closed his eyes with my hands, hugged him, and carried him into the hut.

I have no condition to bury him now, take off everything that can confirm his identity, and then take off his coat to cover his face, and clasped his palms together: "Brother, I've got you involved, wait for me to escape Come back and bury you again! "