Fang Zhou, how did they see me?

As early as when he was in the Longmen Guard Bureau, Shi Huaiya already had a heart to punish evil and promote good, but the Guard Bureau has its own rules after all.

Now~

Anyway, it would be difficult for me to return to my job in a short period of time, so I might as well take advantage of this time to do other part-time jobs.

None of these gangsters have blood on their hands. Strictly according to the laws of the Royal Guard, these gangsters will most likely be sentenced to death.

This is how Shi Huaiya made excuses for himself.

That night, Shi Huaiya and Bai Yuan strolled around until the second half of the night and did not encounter any bad incidents.

After all, this place is on the edge of the slums and the main urban area, and is relatively stable overall. The reason why An Suo ran here was that he wanted to run to the main urban area so that these gangsters could be slightly restrained.

But I didn't expect that these gangsters would chase me like crazy.

The next morning.

After strolling outside for a night, Shi Huaiya returned to her residence tiredly to rest.

As the sun rises.

The whole earth was dyed with the glow of the rising sun, and everything was full of vitality.

However, on the edge of the slums, Block 91, just a few kilometers away from the main urban area, was filled with a "horrible" atmosphere in the early morning.

The streets were filled with corpses, black blood was flowing and solidifying on the ground, and the ground and walls were covered with various cut marks.

This scene, which is like hell on earth, is enough to keep ordinary people awake at night even during the day, and it becomes a shadow that is hard to forget for several years or even more than ten years.

At this time, the 'scene' was surrounded by the poor people nearby, who were whispering to each other.

No one dared to approach, let alone move the corpse.

Even if there is something I need to pass through, I will only step over it carefully.

"Tsk tsk, how tragic! So many people died in one go..."

"How long has it been since so many people died in one go? It seems like ever since that king issued the slum regulations, no gang has dared to engage in such a large-scale fight."

"These people seem to be from the Black Knife Gang. I know one of them. He leads a machete squad of several people in the Black Knife Gang. They go out on the streets every two days to collect protection money. They're really ruthless."

"What a wonderful death!"

"Shhh!! Keep it down."

The discussion is about ordinary people who have lived in the slums for a long time.

There are generally no fat people among them. Most of them are skinny because they often go hungry due to lack of nutrition.

Their skin was rough and dark, and since even eating was a problem, they had no money to buy daily necessities like shampoo.

Therefore, hair is connected into clumps, and everyone has some smell to a greater or lesser extent.

Just then, someone spoke.

"The Black Knife Gang is here!!"

The ordinary slum dwellers who gathered around to eat melons subconsciously wanted to run, but it was too late.

A large group of Black Knife Gang members, armed with all kinds of cold weapons, walked towards them with ferocious looks, and their exposed arms were covered with large floral tattoos.

See someone want to leave.

The gang members immediately raised their cold weapons and surrounded the ordinary people as if they were calling chickens.

In the center of hundreds of people.

A bald middle-aged man in a flowered shirt walked out.

He looked at the corpses and dried blood on the ground, and the anger in his heart surged.

"Who did it!!!"

The bald middle-aged man looked around, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"Say it!"

The younger brothers around immediately pushed these ordinary residents aside.

Someone said in a crying voice out of fear.

"Hey guys, I don't know. I live in the next block and I just happened to see it when I was passing by..."

"I fell asleep last night and had no idea..."

No one present saw what happened exactly last night.

It was at this time.

A younger brother came running over in a hurry.

"Boss!! Someone left a message in blood on the wall!!"

The boss heard it and walked over immediately.

The wall was right next to them, but they were in such a hurry that they didn't see it.

"All evil... destroy them all..."

"The Church..."

This gangster boss didn't seem to be very literate, and asked his subordinates to help him read out.

"What's the meaning?!"

Most of the Black Knife Gang members are locals who were born and raised in the slums. Being able to read is considered educated, let alone understanding the meaning of a sentence.

Many people looked at each other.

At this time, the crowd became chaotic again.

"People from the Imperial Guards!! People from the Imperial Guards!!"

someone shouted.

Immediately, the people from the Black Knife Gang immediately spread out to create a passage in all directions to allow the people from the Guard Bureau to enter.

Not many people from the Guards came.

There is only one team.

But this team is led by Chen Sir and Xing Xiong.

According to regulations, normally the Guard Bureau cannot manage the slums, but since Sir Chen took office, the Guard Bureau has been trying to find ways to manage the slums.

now.

Although the Guards still have no way to enter the deep areas of the slums and even their entry will be blocked by these large gangs, the Guards can still enter and exit the slum blocks close to the main urban area at will.

Chen Sir also heard the news and immediately set off. This time the incident was too serious, so Chen Sir also came in person.

"Are these people yours?"

Sir Chen pointed to the corpses scattered all over the scene.

"That's right..."

The leader of the Black Knife Gang said indifferently.

"Sword wound..."

With just a glance, Sir Chen could easily see it.

Sir Chen looked at the four words and the signature on the wall again.

"What a great way to punish all evildoers..."

Sir Chen immediately felt a headache.

"Take your men and investigate the details of this Orthodox Church."

A police superintendent nearby nodded.

"As for these bodies, we need to take them back to the Guard Bureau for inspection."

Although the members of the Black Knife Gang were angry, they dared not speak out.

After all, the other party is from the Guard Bureau, and is Sir Chen, who is well-known in the slums.

"Call the medical examiner!"

"Yes!!"

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"Guards are here, get out of here!"

Sir Chen has no good feelings towards these gang members.

In his opinion, none of these people were good people. If they were caught and taken to the Royal Guards, they would be sentenced to at least ten years in prison, and a large number would be sentenced to death.

Therefore.

Sir Chen, who has always been righteous and cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes, regards the slums as the biggest obstacle. He is determined to open the Guard Bureau in the slums, so as to take control of the slums.

Although Sir Chen's attitude is extremely fierce.

But these gang members had no other choice.

The bald leader's expression turned grim, but there was nothing to say, so he could only lead his men and leave.

The people from the Black Knife Gang left.

Although they still refused to accept.

But who knew that Block 91 where they were located was only a few kilometers away from the main urban area, extremely close, and only twelve kilometers away from the nearest Guard Bureau branch? No matter how much they refused to accept it, the Black Knife Gang had no choice.

Driving away the Black Knife Gang also dispersed a large group of local slum dwellers.

The Guards surrounded the scene with warning tape and protected it.

Then comes the routine evidence collection and filming process.

Regarding knife wounds.

There are few people in the entire Guard Bureau who are more professional than Sir Chen.

She squatted beside a headless corpse, looking at the smooth cross section of the neck and fell into deep thought.

"It was a sharp knife wound. The murderer cut off the man's neck with a clean and decisive blow..."

Xingxiong has been a police officer for many years, so he naturally knows how to judge wounds.

"Old Chen, I just took a quick look and there are more than one decapitated bodies, seven in total..."

"The fractures are exactly the same."

"Are you a master with a sword?"

"Master..."

Sir Chen nodded, his expression gloomy and rather serious.

"He's a master, a very, very powerful master."

Sir Chen rubbed the pits on the ground and walls a few more times.

"Xingxiong, guess where these traces came from?"

"how did it get here?"

Xingxiong was stunned.

She had actually guessed the answer, but she wasn't sure.

"Knife marks? They look like knife marks."

"But that's impossible. How could there be so many blades? If it was just a normal murder, how could there be so many knife marks on the wall or the ground?"

Xingxiong looked at it with a conventional rational perspective, but could not get the answer he wanted.

However, Sir Chen easily came to a conclusion that Xingxiong could not have imagined.

"It wasn't a deliberate cut, but rather... a blade formed by the aftermath..."

"Aftermath?!"