The Police Called Me For The Filing, Revealing Me, A Master

  Chapter 72 refers directly to Su Yun

   "Flying cards?"

  Hearing Zhou Xiaoxiao's joking question, Qin Fayi was surprised. How could she have such a weird idea?

Unable to help, Qin Ming also glanced curiously at the live broadcast on his mobile phone. It was a young man flying poker cards. The man was handsome and his movements were chic and freehand. He was indeed very attractive. I've seen it in some sort of movie.

   "Yeah, Fei Pai, just like in the video."

  At this moment, seeing Zhou Xiaoxiao's face of curiosity, Qin Ming stared at the live broadcast screen and replied seriously: "Yes!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, and before he could react, Qin Fayi pointed to Su Yun on the screen: "It's like this anchor, if he has a six-year-old skill, he can do the same thing as the tomb robber's corpse." A fatal wound!"

   Zhou Xiaoxiao vomited blood, "Yijiazi? Skill? Isn't this a martial arts novel, Qin Fayi, are you kidding me?"

  Qin Ming looked away from the live broadcast screen and spread his hands: "Isn't this because you read too many martial arts novels yourself? Otherwise, why would you ask me such a question?"

  Zhou Xiaoxiao: "Ah..."

  Qin Ming glanced at Zhou Xiaoxiao worriedly, and reminded: "Xiao Zhou, work in moderation. Although the case is very urgent, don't put too much pressure on yourself. I think your mental state is not very good now."

  Zhou Xiaoxiao: "..."

   Isn't Qin Fayi saying that he has a mental illness?

  Qin Ming looked at Zhou Xiaoxiao in a daze, sighed helplessly, and explained to her reluctantly:

  “First of all, the thickness of playing cards is twice that of banknotes. Therefore, if you want playing cards to create that kind of delicate and detailed wounds that cannot be seen, you need extremely fast sliding and cutting speed and strength.

   After a long period of practice, poker cards can theoretically be made to fly accurately and have a certain power. It's like throwing stones, with enough practice, the accuracy of a natural person also has a certain power.

   But there is an upper limit, which cannot go beyond the scope of science and the human body.

   It's like throwing a stone, it can still break people's heads, but if you want to throw a sniper rifle, do you think it is possible? I'm afraid it won't work if Wang Chongyang comes, right?

  In the same way, if you want to use playing cards to hurt people, or even kill people, even if the wounds reach such a terrifying level...a six-year-old skill may not be enough. "

  After listening to Qin Fayi's explanation, Zhou Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly: "Well, I just had a whim, and I am curious to ask, then you should hurry up and get busy Qin Fayi."

   Saying that, Zhou Xiaoxiao saw that Su Yun's live broadcast had ended, so she turned off her phone.

   "Pay attention to rest, don't exhaust yourself from solving the case, and don't think about it."

  Qin Ming walked away after a few words of advice. It looked like he was going to Chen Ye's office in this direction, but he was still muttering along the way.

   "Thanks to this little girl for reminding me, I forgot not to mention money..."

  …

   And it was not long after it was broadcast under Su Yun, in a small town 80 kilometers away.

  In the bungalow under the afterglow of the setting sun, eight men of different shapes were frowning and looking at each other.

  The eight people are divided into two forces, one side is two tall but full of murderous looks, but they all have foreign appearances.

   On the other side are 5 people who are tall, short, fat and thin, but they are also very gloomy and cold.

  Both tall and well-dressed, they are not oriental in terms of skin color and hair color, they are the two mercenaries.

  At this time, a man with long blond hair walked out. There was a slanted scar at the corner of his eye, which added a bit of ferocity to his already mighty figure.

   Scar's name is Charles, and the mercenary code name translates to Da Xia Yu's name is 'Reaper'.

  At this moment, Charles stared angrily at the five tomb robbers in front of him, and scolded in broken Da Xia language: "Zhu Toorong, you Orientals are so cunning, you dare to steal the gold leaf, do you want me to send you to see God!"

  Hearing the words, the fat middle-aged man's face trembled, and he squinted at Scar, his eyes were cold, "You are not a good bird, don't frighten me."

   Scar waved his hand and shouted angrily:

   "Oh? Shet, did I lose something?

   Don’t forget how much the BOSS valued this thing. In order to get news of this tomb, we killed ten brothers!

  For God's sake, you'd better come up with a remedy, the method of BOSS is beyond your imagination! "

   Zhu Torong frowned, his eyes were fierce, and he didn't say a word.

   This matter is indeed his fault, no matter how angry he is now, he has no way to vent it.

  He really didn't expect that there would be a problem with his one-in-a-million strategy?

  Originally, he robbed the ancient tomb without telling everyone, took out the gold leaf of the Warring States Period, and hid it in a robbery hole he had dug wrongly.

  Use the rain to cover up the traces of the ancient tomb that he had opened, and lead Charles and others to dig again. After finding nothing, he took the opportunity to take out the gold leaf and go to the boss alone to make a difference.

  But Zhu Torong never dreamed that the next night after the rainy night, he went alone to the marked abandoned tunnel to look for gold leaf.

  But I don't want the gold leaf to disappear, leaving only a pile of tattered rotten wood residue.

  However, scratches of gold leaf and small potholes shoveled out were found on the walls of the tunnel.

   From this, he can conclude that the gold leaf must have been taken away by someone, and he used the gold leaf to dig out a foothold and escape.

  When Zhu Tourong was about to find someone to search nearby, he encountered a group of policemen going up the mountain in the morning. Misfortunes never come singly.

  In order to avoid being detected by the police who searched the mountain, Zhu Tourong stayed in the mountain for a whole day without eating or drinking.

  It wasn't until most of the police relaxed their search efforts that he waited for support.

  Finally, in desperation, Zhu Tourong could only tell the truth to the mercenaries and asked them to find a way to find the whereabouts of the gold leaf.

  This is the mercenary conference led by the tomb robbers headed by Zhu Tourong and the respected Charles.

   But this is not a victory meeting, but an accountability.

  The gold leaf is lost, and neither he nor Charles can get any good fruit.

  The Hei Lang next to Charles was about to draw his gun angrily, but Charles quickly pressed the muzzle of the gun and shouted: "STOP! What are you doing, Hei Lang!"

  The Black Werewolf, as the name suggests, is a dark-skinned foreign black man. He grinned and showed his white teeth, and roared in a low voice, "Fuck, this **** pig's head is playing tricks on us, no wonder he said he will wait until it rains before doing anything!"

   For a moment, the atmosphere was tense, and the tomb robbers behind Zhu Torong took out their weapons, not to be outdone, and looked at their boss, Zhu Torong, waiting for instructions.

  The situation became serious all of a sudden, and beads of sweat appeared unconsciously on Zhu Toorong's forehead.

  He knew the horror of these two mercenaries, not to mention a one-for-one exchange, they alone could kill several of them in a few breaths.

Zhu Torong's brain was active, and he had a countermeasure in a flash of thought, soothed his face, and said: "Reaper, now is not the time to talk about right and wrong, my old Zhu will apologize to the boss if he is at fault, but this matter is not counted. To the Jedi..."

  Charles immediately gave Hei Lang a sharp look in his eyes, and the latter put away his weapon angrily.

  Charles looked at Zhu Tourong and said, "I just want to know what else you cunning Orientals can do to remedy it."

  Seeing that the crisis had eased, Zhu Tourong hurriedly pressed his hands behind his back to signal the younger brothers to put down their weapons.

   Walked up to Charles alone, looked at him and said, "But before that, I want to ask you, why is the boss looking for this gold leaf? What is this thing? What is it for?"

   "Zhu, this is not what we should ask."

   Zhu Tourong was very annoyed that these two foreigners only called him by his last name, "How many times have I said, don't call me a pig."

   Zhu Tourong snorted coldly, and then asked: "Aren't you affiliated with some scientific research laboratory? Your boss doesn't do scientific research, why did you start researching antiques? You even found some of our brothers."

The mercenary obviously didn't understand the boss's thoughts behind the scenes, but he still warned: "Zhutoorong, I don't think you should ask too many questions. There is a reason why the boss wants this thing. It is not only an antique, but also hides a big secret!

   It is an honor for the boss to find you. As long as you get the gold leaf, you will be rewarded. It is definitely more profitable than selling any antiques. "

  Zhu Tourong actually inspected the gold leaf, but felt that the material was special. After many years in the tomb, he has never seen such a special material in any antique.

  It looks more like a modern object, and it doesn't look like an antique at all. If I didn't know that it was an antique in advance, I would have misjudged it and thought it was a modern metal object.

  Zhu Torong really can't figure out why the boss behind the scenes wants this? I contacted myself from a foreign country, just for an inexplicable gold leaf.

   If you like antiques, there are a lot of porcelain and pottery, do you need to find a piece of broken iron?

  Seeing that he couldn’t get out of the trap, he stopped thinking about the function of this thing. After thinking about it again, whether it was to get a high commission or not to offend the boss behind it, it seemed that the only choice left for him was to find the thing.

Then Zhu Tourong smiled and said: "Charles, I hid in the mountains all night, and it's not that I didn't get anything. I heard the fisherman nearby said that the police didn't find anything missing in the tomb, and they were still looking for the box, so this means that the gold leaf is not there. In the hands of the police!"

oh?

  Hearing this, everyone immediately became interested.

   Zhu Tourong continued: "Since the police didn't get it, it means that the things should have been hidden by the people nearby. There is still some time before the time set by the boss. We can definitely find the things."

  Charles said angrily: "Damn, where can I find such a big burning mountain!"

   Zhu Tourong smiled and said nothing, as if everything was under control.

  At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and he stood up immediately, "Isn't the clue here?"

   After the words fell, a figure walked in quickly, but it was one of the tomb robbers.

  This younger brother, nicknamed 'Old Ghost', truthfully reported: "Boss, that kid is too vigilant. I was almost discovered. I followed halfway and didn't dare to follow again. I was afraid that I would startle the snake."

  Zhu Tourong was surprised, "Your kid has been walking to the grave at night all year round, and ghosts can't see you, so that kid can actually detect you?"

  The old ghost shook his head: "That kid looks ordinary, I really can't figure out the way."

   Zhu Tourong asked again: "Is there any clue?"

  Old ghost: "No, that kid is very ordinary, but he seems to be an anchor."

   Seeing this, the two mercenaries on the side realized that Zhu Torong had discovered some suspicious person, and hurriedly asked, "Have you heard about the man who took the gold foil?"

Zhu Torong shook his head, and said truthfully: "That's not true, but I found traces of a young man. I suspect that the person who took the gold leaf may be the same person who killed the third son, but I'm not sure, so I just Ask the old ghost to follow up and investigate."

  The mercenary frowned: "Why do you doubt this person?"

"follow me!"

   Zhu Tourong waved his hand, and left with two mercenaries, and they followed him without suspecting him.

  After more than two hours, several people actually returned to Burning Mountain, but they did not enter the mountain, but led by Zhu Tourong to a small mountain village at the foot of the mountain.

  At this moment, Zhu Tourong and two mercenaries were standing on a country road. From a long distance away, he saw a fisherman with a big head, riding a tricycle, slowly appearing in the distance.

  Of course, the attention of the few people was not on the big-headed fisherman at all, but followed Zhu Torong's line of sight to a big locust tree in the distance.

  Two mercenaries stared at the scar on the trunk of the locust tree, thoughtfully...

   Zhu Tourong said: "This is the clue I accidentally found when I was passing by, and I followed this to stare at that kid. Take a look, what do you say?"

   The mercenaries looked at each other: "What a fast knife!"

   Zhu Tourong: "..."

  (end of this chapter)