Returning after three years of reincarnation in the world of martial arts

Chapter 91 The Second SS Rank Killer

About half an hour later, a silver-collar policeman arrived at the crime scene with seven or eight black-collar policemen.

This silver-collar policeman is about 27 years old, male, wearing a silver-collar police uniform with a black background, he is very heroic, when he came to the scene of the crime, he first went to the corpse and knelt down, squinted his eyes carefully for a moment, then got up, Order the seven or eight black-collar patrols behind him.

"Old Zhang! We will take pictures on the spot!"

"Old Wang! Wait for you to start the autopsy! Xiao Sun, you are in charge of recording the autopsy process, Mina! You go to record a statement with the informant, and others investigate the scene and surroundings, and don't miss any clues!"

The silver-collar policeman gave orders one after another with a stern face, and the black-collar policemen who came with him took orders one after another and started working.

And he himself walked to the edge of the roof, put his hands behind his waist, and looked coldly at the Yingdu Shengshi Inn building opposite.

At such a young age, he can be promoted from a group of black-collar police officers to a silver-collar police officer. He is naturally capable.

Just now, just looking at the wound between the eyebrows of the corpse and the shape of the sniper rifle lying on the ground, he preliminarily determined in his heart that the murderer... should be the person in the inn building opposite.

At this time, he was standing on the edge of the roof, observing the building opposite with cold eyes, just to judge which positions of the building could be used to shoot and kill the deceased in that position just now.

About two 10 minutes later.

Lao Wang, who was in charge of the autopsy, came quickly behind him and reported in a low voice: "Officer Luo, there was a silver-plated cross necklace on the neck of the deceased. It should be a killer from God. The fatal injury was the two bullets between his eyebrows. Those two The bullet landed almost in the same place, making his gash a figure-eight, but kind of weird..."

Luo Tianling looked back, his eyes were still cold, "The killer that God will meet? What's the serial number?"

Old Wang lowered his head slightly, not daring to meet Luo Tianling's stern eyes, and replied in a low voice, "The number on the cross is No. 68."

When Luo Tianling heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, "Are you sure?"

The reason why he was surprised was because the killers that God would make, the killers that could be ranked in the top [-], were all S-level killers that God would make.

Each one is the best of the best.

The higher the ranking, the higher the record.

Since Pharaoh knew that God would, he naturally knew the above inside information.

Hearing this, Old Wang nodded, "Officer Luo, I've confirmed it over and over again, it's not wrong."

Luo Tianling remained silent for a few seconds, then asked coldly, "You just said that the deceased was a bit strange, where is the strangeness?"

Old Wang: "Officer Luo, after I just took out the two bullets between the eyebrows of the deceased, I found that these two bullets are the same model as the sniper rifle beside the deceased."

Luo Tianling frowned slightly, then opened it again, and said with a sneer, "You mean——the murderer and the deceased used the same gun? The murderer is probably also a master of the God's Society? This time, it's an internal strife among the masters of the God's Society?"

The old king with his head down replied: "Sir, what you said is a possibility, but as far as I know, the weapons used by each of the killers in the God Council are different, and it is rare for two killers to use completely different weapons. Consistent, so I suggest that I go back for a ballistic test, because I suspect that the two bullets were in the gun next to the deceased."

Luo Tianling frowned again, subconsciously looked at the sniper rifle not far away from the corpse with his stern eyes.

After pondering for a moment, he nodded slowly, "Yes!"

Lao Wang raised his head and saluted him, then turned and went to work.

A look of thought appeared in Luo Tianling's eyes, and he was thinking - if those two bullets were really in the gun beside the deceased... then, the murderer who killed the deceased?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at the Yingdu Shengshi Inn building opposite.

A thought flashed through his mind—maybe the murderer wasn't from that building?
……

noon that day.

Luo Tianling, who was dressed in a patrol uniform, drove to the door of Dai Qianyu's house in person, carrying the food he had just bought from the cafeteria.

"Dong dong!"

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Dai Qianyu's voice came from the room.

Luo Tianling's stern expression eased a lot in an instant, he raised his hand to take off the hat on his head, put it under his arm, and pushed the door in.

When he entered, there was already a warm smile on his face.

in the living room.

Dai Qianyu, whose left leg was still bandaged with gauze, was sitting alone on the sofa watching TV. Since she was hit by Li Zhongwu's throwing knife on her left leg, she was recuperating at home.

So, she didn't wear a police uniform today. She was wearing a set of split white pajamas, made of silk, all over her body.

What's on TV is an emotional show.

Luo Tianling carried the thermos bucket containing food, and when he passed by the TV, he casually glanced at the picture on the TV.

I just heard a beautiful emotional mentor wearing gold-rimmed glasses on TV, saying seriously to the male guest: "Let me tell you, you have really caught up with the good times! Do you know that a married couple like you How would you be punished if you cheated and caused the breakdown of your marriage in ancient times?"

Before the male guest answered the question, the beautiful emotional mentor asked herself and answered, "Get out of the house!"

Then she asked again: "Do you know what 'clean body' means in ancient times?"

A male tutor sitting next to her answered: "I know this. In ancient times, men who entered the palace to serve the emperor, empress, and concubine had to cleanse themselves first! Purifying means cutting off the roots of troubles! So, male guest You should be glad that you are in our era! If you behaved like this in ancient times, would you want to get divorced? All right! Cleanse yourself before leaving!”

Luo Tianling, who had just entered the door, heard such an emotional analysis, and the smile on his face suddenly became a little unnatural, and he subconsciously pinched his legs.

At this time, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience on the TV.

Dai Qianyu, who was sitting on the sofa, praised softly: "I didn't expect Bai Wanting, who sings, to be so knowledgeable and have such a deep research on ancient marriage laws."

Luo Tianling forced a smile, sat down beside her, first put down the hat under her armpit, and then helped her open the lid of the thermos bucket, echoing softly: "Yes! The stars are so educated now, no wonder Bai Wanting has so many works , you can write it yourself.”

Dai Qianyu hummed, and casually took the thermos bucket and chopsticks from him, as if she was used to him delivering meals at this time.

The program on TV is still going on.

Dai Qianyu had already lowered her head and started eating. Luo Tianling looked at her bandaged left thigh, thought for a while, found a topic, and said, "Qianyu, do you know? I encountered a very special case today. The S-rank killer, number 68, and the two bullets that killed him, after ballistic testing, turned out to be the bullets in his own gun, do you think this is strange?"

Dai Qianyu, who was eating in a leisurely manner, heard the words, and said casually: "Before this S-rank killer died, his gun was robbed? This death is a bit useless! It's strange but I can't say it. Maybe he met a master."

Luo Tianling smiled, "It should be! The murderer is quite cunning. After killing this person, he not only wiped off the fingerprints on the gun, but also left the fingerprints of the deceased. There are only fingerprints of the deceased on the entire gun." , I don’t even know what the murderer is thinking, just wipe off his own fingerprints? Don’t you think so? Why bother to leave the deceased’s fingerprints?”

"Really?"

Dai Qianyu glanced at him unexpectedly, her brows were slightly frowned, and doubts appeared in her eyes.

But she didn't think otherwise.

……

Tianfu Academy is the number one institution of higher learning in Tianfu City.

It is also one of the top ten universities in the Yan Dynasty.

This Tianfu Academy occupies a large area and absorbs art students from all over the country. It is a holy place in the minds of all art students.

Huang Jinwen is a senior lecturer here.

He was originally a student here. After graduation, he stayed in the school to teach. After that, in just a few years, with his amazing talent, he was promoted several levels and became one of the senior lecturers of Tianfu Academy.

That evening, after he got off work, he returned to the dormitory assigned to him by the school. He first made a cup of tea, and then walked into the study with a relaxed smile on his face while holding the teacup.

On the desk, there is a computer.

After Huang Jinwen took his seat, he pressed the power button of the computer.

He casually undid a button of the collar to make his neck more comfortable, picked up the teacup, blew on the floating tea leaves on the tea soup, and took a sip of the tea, he felt more relaxed.

The computer starts up quickly.

He skillfully boarded a dark web to check the completion of the order he placed yesterday.

——Assassination of Li Zhongwu——Progress—The assassination failed.

Seeing the bright red words "Assassination Failed" on the back of his order, Huang Jinwen's expression froze immediately.

He couldn't believe his eyes a little.

I couldn't help blinking, and said to myself: "Impossible! I spent so much money to hire an S-rank killer, how could it fail? How could it be possible?"

The order shows that his prepaid remuneration is 100 million.

This is just a down payment.

But now the assassination failed.

He knows the rules of the dark web, as long as the killer is dispatched, regardless of success or failure, the deposit will not be refunded.

But 100 million is not a small amount for him.

If the assassination is successful, he doesn't care if he spends a little more money, as long as he can eliminate his competitors, as long as he can successfully marry Fang Xingtong in the future, then his efforts now are naturally worthwhile.

But what is the situation now?
The assassination failed... The 100 million deposit was in vain...

Then the flesh hurts.

He quickly sent a message to the customer service to ask: "My assassination order failed? What's the situation? Did you really send an S-level assassin?"

A few minutes later, the customer service replied: "You can always trust the credibility of our God Council! You shouldn't question us! After receiving your order yesterday, we sent an S-level killer to carry out the task nearby, and we shot twice. , the first time was unsuccessful, and the second time was not only unsuccessful, the killer we sent out died."

After this message was sent, the customer service sent two pictures of the assassination scene one after another.

One is the scene where the window of Fang Xingtong's Dingxiang Courtyard restaurant was shattered by a bullet, and a chair in the restaurant fell to the ground.

Another was of the gunman dead on the roof of a building.

Seeing these two photos, especially the second one, Huang Jinwen's face suddenly turned pale.

He couldn't help but feel a surge of fear.

——Then Li Zhongwu can fight against the S-level killer of the God Society, if he knows that it is the killer I hired, I will still be alive?
With a layer of cold sweat quickly seeping on his forehead, he quickly sent a message to the customer service.

"The target won't know that I invited you?"

The customer service responded quickly this time, "Of course not! I told you more than once that you can always trust our reputation! We will absolutely keep every employer's information confidential."

These words made Huang Jinwen feel a little relieved.

After thinking about it, he sent another message to customer service.

"Then do you still dare to accept the order to assassinate this target?"

The customer service quickly replied: "Of course, but in view of the precedent that the S-level killers we sent out have already died, if you want to place an order, you can only choose SS-level or SSS-level killers."

SS class? SSS level?
Thinking of these two levels of killers and the exorbitant rewards, Huang Jinwen's expression became uncertain and hesitant.

Over the years, he has made some money by relying on his talent, writing some songs and selling copyrights, plus his salary as a lecturer.

It is really difficult to make money by talent and salary.

With his talent, the money he can earn is also limited.

Reason told him that it was time to stop the loss in time, and he could not continue to place orders. SS-level and SSS-level killers were too expensive and not worthwhile.

but……

Thinking that I had already hired an assassin to assassinate Li Zhongwu once, and had already formed a death feud with Li Zhongwu, and besides...

In the past few years, he has put so much thought and energy into pursuing Fang Xingtong.

A lot of money was also spent.

If he just stopped like this, then all his investment in the past few years may be in vain.

He was full of unwillingness.

Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind and placed a new order.

500 million deposit, please dispatch SS-level killers.

The moment the order was successfully placed, his whole body instantly relaxed, as if he was out of strength, he slumped on the computer chair, looking at the new order on the computer in front of him, the smile on his face became a little complicated.

Because this order goes on, there will not be much money in his bank card.

If he can successfully marry Fang Xingtong in the end, then his loss will be worth it, otherwise, his loss will wipe out his savings for several years.

At this time, the customer service took the initiative to send a message: "Thank you for your patronage! We will send you SS-level masters, please wait for the good news, God will serve you wholeheartedly!"

……

The set of The Heirs.

It was getting late, Li Zhongwu still did not get off work, because from today onwards, he will start filming night scenes.

The first night scene he will perform tonight is to assassinate the first heir of the Song family - the eldest son of the Song family in a mountain villa.

He just finished eating the set lunch, and he was sitting in the dressing room, letting the makeup artist help him with makeup.

His previous roles did not require him to make up.

But for tonight's scene, according to the script's plot requirements, he has to hide his identity, so he has to make a lot of changes in his appearance.

Therefore, it is necessary to accept the makeup of the makeup artist.

In the beginning, when he sat in front of the makeup mirror and let the makeup artist do his best, he was quite relaxed, and he didn't feel that tonight's night scene was too difficult for him.

but……

When his makeup and styling were about to be finished, a faint sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart.

This made him frown slightly, squint his eyes, and feel carefully, but he couldn't sense where the crisis came from.

But even so, he was still vigilant.

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