Genius commoner

Chapter 848
At dusk, the cafe is brightly lit, and the military and police are on guard everywhere.

Ruan Dazhi, who walked in wearing a uniform without a military rank, first glanced at dozens of military policemen with ugly faces, and then set his eyes on the bloody and messy floor. In the pool of blood, everyone was in strange postures, with painful expressions, and a few people didn't even draw their knives.

Ruan Dazhi was holding a few books in his hands and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like a famous professor, but no one thought he was easy to bully. Seeing him coming in, dozens of people not only saluted, but also Showing a touch of fear, an officer wanted to go forward to talk, but Ruan Dazhi stopped him with a wave of his finger, and began to observe the scene.

He had just finished his class and heard that the murder at the door was related to the children of the Hulangmen, so he came over to take a look.

Ruan Dazhi leaned down to check carefully, he didn't have much emotion for the dead, but was very interested in the wounds on their bodies, then he walked to the man with the golden teeth, looked at the wound that was shot through the heart by the strings, and the corner of his mouth curled up. There was a slight arc, at this moment, a seemingly simple middle-aged man came over and reported to Ruan Dazhihui in a low voice:

"Brother, a total of 36 brothers were killed."

He also pointed to the back garden and the monitoring system, with serious eyes in his eyes: "Eight clerks had their throats cut off, and the monitoring system was so damaged that it could not be recovered. The forensic doctor came over just now and concluded that there was a fight here. These brothers were all fatally stabbed, there was no second wound on their bodies, and the shooters were quite sophisticated and ruthless."

Ruan Dazhi glanced at the man with golden teeth again, and then asked calmly: "Why did these gangsters appear in the coffee shop? Who are they going to deal with after closing the doors and windows?"

The middle-aged man replied in a low voice: "Da Jinya is the leader of our Miaoshou team. Two hours ago, he suddenly sent a message to the nearby brothers, saying that he found the murderer who killed Brother Meng, Die Yan's subordinates, so more than 30 people gathered Intercepted, and temporarily mobilized a few guns, but unfortunately the murderer did not block, but turned dozens of brothers into it."

He told Ruan Dazhi all the information he had collected: "After they blocked the target, they closed the doors and windows to block the view from the outside and prevent the outside from hearing any movement. I heard that there was a short and violent fight, but it recovered quickly. Calm down, when the rest of the cousin brothers rushed over and knocked open the door, they found this bloody scene."

"So I called the police and my brother over."

Ruan Dazhi threw out three words directly: "He lied."

There was a light in his eyes: "If you can kill a brave and fierce person, how can dozens of people be able to deal with it? If Da Jinya can become the team leader, he will not be a fool. If he really encounters a murderer, even if he If you don’t hide or run away, you will gather hundreds of people to make plans, how can you find dozens of people and attack? He uses public power for private use.”

The middle-aged man nodded: "It makes sense."

Ruan Dazhi walked around the scene: "The murderer will not be the one who killed Ruan Dayong and the others. In fact, Dayong and the others don't have such wounds on their bodies." Then he added: "However, the murderer's strength cannot be tolerated." Doubtful, it is not easy to kill dozens of brothers one by one, and also use strings to kill."

The middle-aged man took the topic: "We are checking the nearby surveillance, and I believe there will be results soon."

"Give you a little more information."

Ruan Dazhi dipped a little blood on his fingers, looked at the wound and said slowly, "The shooter was a woman, she used a machete, and there were special strings hidden in her sleeve." He tried to smell the bloody breath: "Her body Her perfume is Lancy Datura, Poppy Flowers, a very expensive and rare but very tasteful perfume."

"There are no more than ten women in the world who can use this perfume."

When a look of surprise flashed across the eyes of the middle-aged man, Ruan Dazhi walked around several corners twice: "This tasteful woman is not only ruthless, but also has many bodyguards around her. Fugui, Gan Wenzhong, contact Lanxi Mandala through the police and ask them to provide a list of poppy flowers to buy this year."

The middle-aged man named Gan Wenzhong lowered his head slightly: "Yes."

When Ruan Dazhi was about to turn around and leave, the middle-aged man took a step forward subconsciously: "Brother, Dieyan and the others haven't given a clear answer to the staff, should they sit down and negotiate with you? It's very dangerous for you to walk around at this time. It may be shot again, in my opinion, you should stay in the main hall, so that similar airport attacks do not happen again."

Ruan Dazhi took off the white gloves on his hand, and the corner of his mouth raised a step: "If I dare to walk out, it shows that I have enough self-protection ability, don't say that I gave Dieyan a reason to sit down and negotiate, even if she doesn't care Regardless of taking my life, I can still live well, and I will even bite them and kill them."

"Have you spelled out the outlines of the two killers? Have you found out their identities?"

He thought of Mo Qixiong and Ruan Polu, and there was a smear of fighting spirit on his face, Gan Wenxiong immediately responded: "It's spelled out, but their faces have camouflaged ink colors, which affect the original appearance, and it is impossible to find out for a while The origin, but in a maximum of two days, they will definitely be able to dig out their identities, and then we will know which mercenary they are."

He also took out two jigsaw puzzles to Ruan Dazhi, who took them over and glanced at them. It was the silhouettes of Ruan Polu and Mo Qixiong. Unfortunately, the ink color covered the facial features, and the artist couldn't spell out the aggressive aura. The accuracy of the puzzle has deviated, but he is not too depressed: "You continue to trace their origins, and I will also find someone to ask."

"Maybe it will come without any effort."

Gan Wenxiong nodded: "Understood."

After Ruan Dazhi finished speaking, he walked towards the door. When he was about to go out, he opened the small cabinet that held the cake, took out a sandwich and bit into it. When Gan Wenxiong was lamenting the boss's simplicity, the phone in his arms vibrated, and he Putting on the earplugs to answer the call, a soft voice came: "Honey, where are you?"

"When will you come back with me? I'm so lonely, so lonely."

The other end of the phone acted coquettishly: "It's been a few days since I came back from Longshuo, and you haven't come to see me once, do you have a new love?" Then with a hint of grievance: "Hurry up and come to me, I'm still waiting for you." I have something to tell you, there was a bastard who slapped your woman more than a dozen times on the flight, you have to give me this no matter what."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Gan Wenxiong's face, and then he took up the topic with a smile: "Honey, there have been troubles in the gang these days, and even the elder brother has come back from Siye. As the big housekeeper of Hulangmen, I need to help deal with things Don't worry, once the situation is stabilized, I will go back to Hailan Apartment to find you, and I have prepared a big gift for you."

He added: "Also, don't worry, whoever touches you, I will kill him."

"Okay, you have to count on what you say."

The woman shouted happily: "I am waiting for your big gift."

When Gan Wenxiong hung up the phone and walked out of the coffee shop, Ye Zixuan was biting an ice cream, wearing a big hat, riding a motorcycle, swaying behind Ruan Dazhi who was protected by an armored vehicle, wearing a checkered shirt , with a towel wrapped around his mouth and nose, and a pair of cloth shoes, Ye Zixuan blended into the traffic of Vietnamese people without any sense of disobedience.

He had no intention of attacking and killing Ruan Dazhi at this time. Ruan Dazhi's jeep was surrounded by almost a hundred heavy armored elite guards, followed by armored vehicles and machine guns. But I don't want to leave empty-handed today, I want to see where Ruan Dazhi is going, after all, this road is opposite to the main hall.

Ye Zixuan followed Ruan Dazhi while looking around from the corner of his eye to familiarize himself with the environment of the city. After about fifteen kilometers, Ruan Dazhi's convoy slowly stopped at a place with high walls, power grids and towers, similar to a prison. The same base, the gate and the tower are guarded, and it is an important place at a glance.

The convoy stopped, the door opened, Ruan Dazhi got out, and then walked into the building alone.

Ye Zixuan, who pretended to turn off the car, narrowed his eyes slightly: "Where is this place? Even Ruan Dazhi wants to get out of the car?"

Just as Ye Zixuan was turning his thoughts, there was a sound of a sharp weapon piercing the sky, and then, the sharp weapon plunged into the grass three meters away, and a cloud of soil exploded, splashing Ye Zixuan slightly to the side, and he took advantage of the situation Taking a glance, a military thorn with a red thread wrapped around it was flying in the wind, and then a high-pitched voice roared:
"Military important place, casual personnel, get out!"

Ye Zixuan looked at the sharp weapon, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes: Red army thorn!

Obviously, this is the headquarters of Concubine Yue Wen. Unexpectedly, Ruan Dazhi had an affair with Concubine Yue Wen.

At this time, Ye Zixuan saw another train team approaching, also across the door of the building. The door opened, and dozens of burly men in black clothes poured out. When the surrounding guards were dispersed, a young man in white came out. , Ye Zixuan glanced again, this time, his body trembled, and he recognized the young man in white at a glance.

Yuan Yuchuan!
Before Ye Zixuan became suspicious, Yuan Yuchuan slowly turned his head to look over as if he had sensed it.

As soon as Ye Zixuan stepped on the accelerator, the motorcycle rushed out with a click.

(End of this chapter)