The Underground Emperor: Starting with Running Away with His Sister-in-Law

"This... he's such a coward, it can't be possible, right?" Anhemao asked hesitantly.

"Today I'll teach you a lesson: don't judge a book by its cover. If he were really that cowardly, why would he provoke you?" Ding Xin said with a half-smile.

"this..."

Ankhmao hesitated.

Yeah, why would you say that? It's not like it's the first time we've met.

"Either he's faking it, or he has ulterior motives; either way, it's clear he has ill intentions," Ding Xin analyzed.

"What is his purpose?" Ankhmao couldn't help but ask.

Honestly, he's really not good at using his brain.

"Just go ask him."

Ding Xin shrugged.

...

Chapter 81 Police-Community Cooperation

The entrance to Room 101, Cave 11.

Anhemao pounded on the iron gate with all his might.

The boss is absolutely right, that bastard is definitely up to no good.

He was just pretending to be dead, and in the blink of an eye he was gone, and that iron rod was gone too.

Even someone as dull-witted as him sensed something was amiss.

He had held that iron rod himself; it had his fingerprints on it.

As a gangster's son, he knew all too well what a weapon with fingerprints meant.

After knocking for a while without any response, Anhemao frowned.

Could it be that he didn't go home?

"Keep knocking, knock harder, he's definitely home," Ding Xin reminded him from the side.

He was certain the man was at home.

The reason for not opening the door for so long is simple.

The uncle who sells boxes has been tied up in his house by the perverted killer, and he is too afraid to open the door.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Anhemao keeps knocking like this, he will open it sooner or later.

Sure enough, just as all the residents of the building were opening their doors to check the situation, the perverted killer couldn't hold back any longer.

The door was pushed open a crack: "Who is it?"

"Hey, are you thief? Why haven't you opened the door yet?"

The man recognized Anhemao as soon as his angry voice rang out.

His expression changed, and he instinctively tried to close the door, but Ding Xin was faster and blocked the door with his foot.

After glancing at the chains connecting the door from the inside, Ding Xin immediately ordered, "Open the door!"

Anhemao's expression turned serious. He reflexively grabbed the door frame, his arm muscles bulging, and pulled outwards with force.

However, the safety chain was so sturdy that he couldn't pull it open in a short time.

The man realized something was wrong and stretched out his foot to try to push Ding Xin's foot away, but he couldn't budge it at all.

In a flash of inspiration, he actually thought of replacing "top" with "step".

Ding Xin was not about to let him have his way.

In an instant, he grabbed the man's collar, pulled hard, and with a bang, he was pressed against the crack in the door.

Seeing that even his boss had made a move, An Hemao's face grew increasingly red.

He gathered all his strength and roared, "Ah!"

"Crack!"

The security chain snapped shut, and the gate finally opened.

The man was still being held back by Ding Xin. Seeing this, he decided to go all the way and bit Ding Xin's arm.

"Damn it! Are you a dog?"

Ding Xin wasn't about to let him have his way. He instantly retracted his arm, then kicked out with a powerful front kick, sending the man flying several meters before crashing into the wall next to the room.

After entering the room, I looked around.

The whole house smelled terrible, but it was tidy.

There wasn't much inside; just a few cardboard boxes packed up and piled up to the side.

I didn't see the person who was tied up. They must have been hidden by the man because the knocking was too loud.

Ding Xin's mind raced, and he turned his gaze to the basement door.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

The man clutched his stomach and leaned against the wall to stand up.

Now is not the time for him to play dead; he needs to figure out how to deal with the two men in front of him.

He had considered killing the two of them.

However, he knew in his heart that it wasn't murder, it was courting death.

Ding Xin ignored him and turned to walk towards the basement.

The man's expression changed drastically. Ignoring the pain in his abdomen, he jogged over and blocked Ding Xin's path, saying, "It's not convenient here, you can't go in!"

boom!

With the same powerful kick, to the same spot, the door was kicked open along with the person.

Ding Xin smiled dismissively.

What dares to block my way?

In the basement.

Upon seeing Ding Xin and his companion enter, the owner of the trunk shop excitedly made "uh-uh-uh" noises.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that he can't speak, it's just that his mouth is stuffed with a towel...

Anhemao stared wide-eyed at the box shop owner who was tied up to one side, then unconsciously glanced at the man lying on the ground.

My hair stood on end.

Xiba!

This coward is really a fucking psychopathic killer.

As expected.

Ding Xin smirked, then took out his phone and dialed a number, saying with a smile, "Hey, Detective Ma, I have a gift for you."

...

When Ma Xidao received Ding Xin's call, he was working overtime.

The emergence of a serial killer put the entire police department on high alert, as they not only had to withstand pressure from higher-ups but also deal with public condemnation.

There will be no peace until the case is solved.

"Hey, Ding Xin, I'm busy right now, I don't have time to chat with you."

Ma Sik-tao's irritable voice rang out.

He had a loud voice, but the people in the police station were used to it and didn't pay much attention to it.

But the next moment, Ma Xidao's voice rose another decibel: "What? Say that again?"

"Okay, okay, I'll be right there! If it's true, then I'll owe you a favor!"

After hanging up the phone, he immediately shouted, "Bingzhi, Dongjun, and... come with me quickly."

"What's wrong?" Someone asked.

“I received news that the serial killer has been caught,” Ma Xidao explained.

"What? Really?"

"Is the news accurate?"

"Whose information was it, and where was it obtained?"

"..."

The crowd started discussing it amongst themselves. They had all been driven crazy by this ordeal, and they couldn't believe their eyes when they heard the news.

"Hey, stop arguing. It was Ding Xin who caught them. It's probably true. They said they found a body and survivors at the scene."

Ma Sik-tao waved his hand impatiently and urged his two subordinate detectives to hurry up.