Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 381

The white cat walks lightly through the ventilation ducts, its soft pads make it silent, like a ghost walking through the building.

Arriving at the top of an empty interrogation room, the white cat stopped in its tracks. It raised its front paws and exerted a little force. The sharp nails protruded from the seams of the flesh, like five sharp knives.

It dug its tip into the gap of the ventilation grille in front of it, and with a slight tilt, the air intake grille was tilted to open a gap.

Putting the front paws into the gap and clasping them tightly, it took off the air intake grille and pushed it aside.

With a leap, it landed lightly and silently on the floor.

The door of the interrogation room was ajar, and it slipped through the crack of the door smoothly, and came to the corridor.

On one end of the corridor is the busy office area, and on the other end leads to the detention room.
No one noticed that a white cat appeared in the police station at some point. It walked along the wall and walked towards the detention room unhurriedly.

"As a policeman, fighting criminals has always been my goal and my hobby. I believe that under the leadership of the superintendent, we will be able to wipe out this international criminal organization!"

Cao Dahua blew so dry that he picked up the water glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Gasan and Yan Zhen sat across from them with serious faces.

"What's the name of this police officer?"

Jia Shan suddenly opened his mouth and asked Uncle Feng who was beside him.

When Cao Dahua was bragging just now, Jia Shan never took his eyes off Uncle Feng.

"My name is Lin Feng."

Uncle Feng replied seriously.

"Officer Lin."

Gasan nodded and asked, "Just now when Police Officer Cao was telling the story of the case, I noticed that you were shaking your head. Do you disagree with what he said?"

"I just wanted to add something."

Uncle Feng explained: "Those suspects are actually dead men trained by an international organization called the Jiuju School. They have a method of manipulating the walking corpses and using them to transport poison. It is said that they are in Hong Kong There is also a branch, but the specific address is not yet known, and we are trying to find a way to interrogate the suspects."

Hearing this, Jia Shan exchanged glances with Yan Zhen beside him, and then asked again: "Where are those suspects?"

Cao Dahua hurriedly said, "It's in the detention room at the back."

"Can you take us to see it?"

"Maybe we can help," Gassan said.

Glancing at Superintendent Yu and seeing her nodding, Cao Dahua stood up and invited: "Come with me!"

A group of people walked towards the rear detention room and walked through the corridor. The guard police on duty opened the fence door for them.

There were a lot of people in the detention room on both sides, all kinds of people, but at this moment, for some reason, they all fell asleep, sitting or lying down, nesting in it in disorder.

Sniffing his nose, Yan Zhen, who was walking in the front, suddenly changed his expression, and ran forward quickly, followed by Jiashan and Aaron.

"Not good! The smell of blood!"

Uncle Feng also whispered, and followed.

Cao Dahua was stunned for a moment, and when he heard his call, he smelled a faint smell of blood, and hurried to follow him.

Turning around the corner, he saw Jia Shan and Uncle Feng standing at the door of the innermost detention rooms, looking inside solemnly.

Cao Dahua ran up to him, looked inside, and almost vomited.

The prisoner was one of the two neon country gunmen who were captured before, but now he has turned into a dead man, his abdomen was cut open by an unknown sharp weapon, and his internal organs flowed out , mixed with blood and scattered all over the ground, still steaming slightly.

"The murderer is not far away!"

Uncle Feng made a preliminary judgment.

"It smells like a monster!"

Gasan reacted quickly, turned around and asked, "Where are the other two suspects?"

Cao Dahua endured his nausea, pointed to the top of his head, and then pointed to his feet: "One is upstairs, and the other is in the basement."

"I'm going upstairs!"

Gasan turned around and ran towards the stairs.

"I'm going to the basement."

Yan Zhen followed closely behind.

Uncle Feng pulled Cao Dahua up and ran and asked, "Is that neon ninja with a pierced leg upstairs or downstairs?"

"In the basement!"

Cao Dahua was looking for a gun while running, and shouted in panic: "How did they get in? This is the police station!"

When they came to the stairs, Jiashan and Aaron ran upstairs, while Uncle Feng and the others rushed downstairs.

The detention area in the basement is the largest, and the guards were asked to open the passage door. Uncle Feng ran towards the detention room where No. [-] was held, pulling a jade pendant from his neck and holding it in his palm.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the detention room, he saw No. [-], who was in a plaster cast and covered with gauze, lying on a wooden bed, with a white cat squatting on his chest, raising its sharp front paws and scratching downwards.

"evildoer!"

Uncle Feng shouted, raised his hand and threw the jade pendant out.

Hearing the shout, the white cat looked back, jumped up and dodged the jade pendant, but was accidentally drawn by the red string tied to the jade pendant to its tail.

As if scalded by a red-hot wire, the white cat meowed, and there was a scorched black mark on the part of its tail that was drawn.

Landing on No. [-]'s chest and abdomen again, it turned around, bared its teeth and hissed at Uncle Feng, arched its back, and the hair on its back stood up, very fierce.

Yan Zhen also rushed to the front, and when he saw it clearly, he directly mobilized his mind power, pointed like a sword, pointed at it, and exhaled: "Duh!"

"Meow!"

The white cat screamed, as if being hit by an invisible object, it flew backwards and hit the rear wall.

He quickly adjusted his figure in mid-air, and when it landed, it had already recovered its posture.

The guard frantically looked for the key to open the door. The white cat got up, exerted his strength directly, jumped up the small ventilated window in two steps, got through the gap in the steel fence, and disappeared on the other side.

After opening the door, Uncle Feng rushed forward quickly, glanced at No. [-]'s bloody chest, pressed his fingers on his neck, and breathed a sigh of relief: "He's still alive."

"Call the doctor."

Yan Zhen looked back at Cao Dahua.

"Oh!"

Cao Dahua turned his head and took two steps before realizing: "There is no doctor in the police station!"

"Then call an ambulance!"

Uncle Feng reminded me.

Seeing Cao Dahua hurried to find the phone, Yan Zhen looked at the busy Uncle Feng and asked, "Are you also a monk?"

"It's just a casual cultivator."

Uncle Feng picked up the jade pendant, turned around and asked, "What is the trick you used just now?"

"It's a special function, a disguised usage of teleportation."

While talking, Jiashan and Aaron rushed to the basement and headed straight here.

When he came to the detention room and saw No. [-] who was still showing signs of life, Gasan heaved a sigh of relief and asked, "Where is the murderer? Did you see it?"

"It's a monster."

Yan Zhen pointed to the ventilation window and said, "We failed to stop it and escaped from there."

"What monster?" Gasan asked.

"It's a cat demon, and its skills are not shallow."

Uncle Feng seriously put the jade pendant back on his neck.

"Damn!"

Gasan punched the wall angrily: "It's lawless!"

(End of this chapter)