Baojian

Chapter 467

"That's right, it's Gu poison."

Looking at Shi Qinghu's swollen and dark terrifying face, Qin Feng sighed, and said: "Everything has a cause and effect. He wanted to kill Meng Yao with Gu poison, but he himself died under the Gu poison. One peck and one drink, could it be that it was predetermined?" ..."

Seeing the poison of the natal Gu insect, even Qin Feng felt a little terrified.

You know, the life-killing needle was repeatedly wiped with alcohol and soaked in it for several hours, but the toxicity was still so strong that Shi Qinghu died of the poison in just a few minutes.

"Qin Feng, you...how do you use this poisonous needle against him?"

Just when several people were shocked by the poison, Liu Zimo lost his temper at Qin Feng with an unhappy face, because according to his idea, he wanted to let Shi Qinghu go to heal his wounds, and then fight openly.

"Zimo, between honor and survival, which one do you choose?" Qin Feng turned his head, looked at Liu Zimo and said seriously.

"Of course I survived." Although Liu Zimo was upright, he was not pedantic, and he was naturally unwilling to do things that would save his life for the sake of face.

"That's right, he dies, you live!" Qin Feng pointed to the corpse on the ground, and said: "If you want honor, you die, he lives..."

For this old friend of his, Qin Feng really felt a little headache. Liu Zimo had a sense of justice since he was a child.

When fighting with people, Liu Zimo had to tell people whether to use weapons or not. This also caused him to be picked up by a brick on the ground and opened by a friend who was so anxious.

"Qin Feng, I... I haven't lost to him yet, okay?"

Hearing what Qin Feng said, Liu Zimo became anxious immediately, because in the fight just now, he had already gained the upper hand. Even if he missed the opponent this time, his life would not be in danger, right?
Qin Feng shook his head, and suddenly said: "Zimo, touch your hair."

"What's wrong with my hair?" Liu Zimo stretched out his hand and scratched his head inexplicably, but found that the head lightened, and his hands had already grabbed a lot of hair.

"This...what's going on here?"

Liu Zimo was stunned for a moment. He was an active member when he was in school, and he also participated in a rock band in school, so his hair was relatively long. If he grabbed it, his scalp would probably be exposed.

Qin Feng glanced at Liu Zimo, and said lightly: "If I don't take action, what you will lose is not your hair, but your head."

"This...how is this possible?"

Liu Zimo shook his head again and again, and after thinking for a while, his face revealed an expression of disbelief. He pointed to Shi Qinghu's right wrist and said, "Qin Feng, it's hard... Do you think my hair is caused by this thing?"

The wristband on Shi Qinghu's hand was made of metal, and the silk thread hidden inside seemed to have the function of retracting automatically. After a while, the silk thread was completely locked into the wristband.

"Yes, don't underestimate this thing."

Qin Feng nodded, squatted down and took off the wristband, fumbled in Shi Qinghu's pocket, and transferred his mobile phone and everything that could represent his identity to his own pocket.

After doing these things, Qin Feng was not in a hurry to explain to Liu Zimo, but turned his head to look at He Jinlong, and said, "Jinlong, I will leave the rest to you. Is there any problem?"

Regardless of whether it is at home or abroad, homicide is the most serious criminal case. Even if the dead person deserves to be killed, it cannot be executed by a private person.

If Qin Feng and others were caught by the police now, they would probably only live a year or so longer than Shi Qinghu, and they would be shot in the end.

"Master Qin, it's okay, just leave it to me."

He Jinlong nodded grinningly, and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to work with Master Qin. I haven't done such a thing for a long time, Mr. He. Fortunately, I didn't lose the chain to Master Qin..."

After Qin Feng sent the text message, He Jinlong was the first to kill the monkey. Although he was only an amateur assassin, his actions were ruthless, leaving no chance for the monkey to struggle.

Especially after killing someone, He Jinlong and Li Tianyuan both looked indifferent, they didn't take it as a big deal at all, but Si'er on the side would be scared out of his wits by the poisonous corpse.

"Boss He, follow Brother Feng, there will be many exciting things."

Li Tianyuan laughed when he heard the words, he was thinking of the tomb robbery back then, but fortunately he swallowed the good words back, not letting Qin Feng know his old ways.

"Golden Dragon, you must deal with it cleanly. You also know that this kind of thing is the most troublesome."

Seeing He Jinlong's indifference, Qin Feng frowned slightly, four lives, that is a major case that can reach the Ministry of Public Security, he does not want Hu Baoguo to personally arrest him.

"Master Qin, just relax, I'm sure there won't be any sequelae."

Glancing at Qin Feng's face, He Jinlong also became serious, and said, "Master Qin, I have a friend who works in an iron factory, and when the time comes to throw these corpses inside, even if the gods come Don't try to find..."

What He Jinlong was doing was demolition, and a large number of discarded steel bars were removed every day. As a result, it was inevitable to deal with some small private steel factories. He often took people to a steel factory on the outskirts of the city to deliver scrap materials.

Therefore, He Jinlong is also very clear about the iron-making process. Throwing these corpses into those furnaces that can burn all steel will leave no trace of dross.

"Jinlong, there is a serious businessman over there, can you do this?" Qin Feng was very thoughtful, the people who knew about this matter could only be limited to a few of them, and Qin Feng could not trust outsiders.

"Master Qin, the grandson who runs the iron factory is a drunk..."

He Jinlong laughed when he heard the words, and said: "I went back and bought some drugged wine, and I was drunk from top to bottom. Isn't it up to us to decide on the factory?"

The private ironworks is very small, almost like a family workshop. From the boss to the workers, there are seven or eight people who are basically relatives of their own family.

And these guys are also good at wine. Once when He Jinlong passed by, the master who watched the furnace temperature ran over and drank half a catty, and then went back to work.

"Well, get the job done, it's not worth the trouble."

After hearing He Jinlong's plan, Qin Feng nodded and said, "Hurry up and deal with it, let Yuanzi go with you, it can also help..."

To say that the people Qin Feng trusts the most are old brothers like Liu Zimo and Li Tianyuan. He asked Li Tianyuan to follow him to monitor the whole process. .

"Okay, Master Qin, just put your heart in your stomach."

He Jinlong nodded, took out his mobile phone and started calling. Within a minute or two, five or six people ran over from the back door of the hospital, and on the other side of the road, a white van drove over without taking pictures.

He Jinlong's men, when they were doing business in Russia, had shot at each other with submachine guns against Lao Maozi, and any one of them could be called a gangster if they pulled it out.

So when dealing with this kind of thing, it is natural to be familiar with it, and they are not afraid of the dead. They are in groups of three, and two of them carry one of the pockets. That is, within 2 minutes, all four dead bodies are put on the bread.

Before the calculation was over, a brother who could drive an excavator directly started an excavator, shoveled a bucket of soil from other places, and re-paved the road where the fight took place, completely replacing the previous The remaining traces are all covered.

Of course, the roar of the excavator also attracted shouts and curses from people in the distance, and people even came out of the hospital to negotiate with him, but by this time Qin Feng and others had already left the scene.
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After more than half an hour, a bench was placed in the middle courtyard of the courtyard.

And Liu Zimo sat on the bench, wrapped a sheet around his neck, and Miao Liuzhi took a tweezer and was pushing Liu Zimo's head. As for the haircut tools, they were left by the previous landlord. There is this thing.

Liu Zimo, who used to have beautiful hair, now had his green scalp exposed, and was directly pushed into a bald place. Liu Zimo, who was sitting on a chair, didn't even dare to look up at the mirror in Qin Feng's hand.

"Qin Feng, tell me, what's going on?" Liu Zimo, who lowered his head, asked with a mournful face.

"Don't talk, keep your head lower." Liu Zimo, who was talking, was slapped by Miao Liufinger. As soon as he lowered his head, a bucket of cold water rushed up.

"Okay, it seems that the old man is not bad at my craft."

He took a towel and wiped Liu Zimo's head indiscriminately. Miao Liuzhi said with a smile on his face, "How about cutting your head bald? Would you like me to shave you with a razor again? It will definitely make you shine." It can be used as a light bulb at night!"

"Grandpa Miao, don't bother me, I...how can I go out to meet people?"

Liu Zimo, who just looked up at the mirror, immediately turned bitter when he heard Miao Liuzhi's words. Mr. Liu, who cared about his appearance since he was a child, has never had such an ugly hairstyle.

"Okay, cut it into a bald head and save shampoo."

"Damn, I'll fight with you..."

Qin Feng smiled and touched Liu Zimo's head, so angry that Liu Zimo stood up and wanted to fight Qin Feng desperately. This disturbance, the shadow left in the hearts of everyone after the murder just now faded away a lot in an instant.

"Okay, stop making trouble, Mr. Qin, tell us about that wristband."

After Qin Feng and Liu Zimo quarreled for a while, Miao Liuzhi separated the two of them. Miao Liuzhi also didn't understand what Qin Feng said before.

"Yes, Qin Feng, if you don't understand, you have to cut your head bald with me!" Liu Zimo nodded repeatedly, but the hairless image made Qin Feng want to be happy.

"This thing is called a wire saw..."

Qin Feng took out the wristband, pulled the little finger of his left hand on a buckle, pulled out a section of the silk thread inside, threw it to Liu Zimo, and said, "Zimo, look carefully, don't scratch it." hands down..."

"A wire saw, can such a thin wire make saw teeth?"

Liu Zimo was taken aback when he heard the words, took the wristband, and carefully looked at the steel wire. After a long time, there was an inconceivable look in his eyes, "There are really jagged teeth, but it's too thin, right?"

"This thing is rare, and it is a special item for killers."

Qin Feng reached out and took the wristband, and said: "It is not easy to make such a thing. It needs to add a variety of alloys to make it tough and sharp, and it must be guaranteed not to be broken under tremendous pressure. Except for killers, basically no People make this stuff..."

Due to limitations in craftsmanship and technology, wire saws did not exist in ancient times, but after the emergence of modern steelmaking technology in the [-]s and [-]s, some people figured out this thing.

Qin Feng has never seen a wire saw before. He heard it from his master Zai Shi, saying that some foreign assassins often use this thing. Beyond the blood drops of the year.

"Zimo, come, let me show you the power of this thing."

Qin Feng pulled the steel wire in the wrist guard, squatted down, and used the alloy steel wire to wrap around the chair where Liu Zimo was sitting just now. Suddenly, with both hands, he pulled the steel wire out.

"This... this is too...too sharp, right?"

Liu Zimo gently pushed down the hundred-year-old hardwood bench with his hand, only to find that all four legs of the bench had been cut in the middle.

"Sharp? Let me show you again!"

Qin Feng glanced left and right, and walked straight to the disused old water press machine in the yard, but this time he wrapped the steel wire around the outlet of the iron water press machine.

I saw Qin Feng made a slight movement of his hands, made a pulling motion, and then pulled up with all his strength, only to hear a "click", and a hollow steel pipe that was as long as a thumb fell to the ground.

"Damn, this... this thing...if it is put on my neck?"

Seeing this astonishing scene, Liu Zimo subconsciously put his hands on his neck, fixed his eyes on the small half of the steel pipe that fell on the ground, and his face was full of horror.

Liu Zimo now understood that if it wasn't for Qin Feng's action, he, the good leader of Yuanyang, would have ended up with his corpse separated.
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