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Chapter 51 He is still alive, he is here...

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    Mendelevki is the chief detective of the Buenos Aires Police Department, compared to the chief of the domestic police department.  After such an appalling incident occurred within his jurisdiction, he, who had already fallen asleep at home, quickly dressed up and rushed to the scene of the crime.  By the time he arrived, the scene had been cordoned off.  A detective in charge of this area led Mendelevki to the scene of the first crime.  ¡°All the ¡®evidences¡¯ in the slaughterhouse have not been moved.  There were only a few teams of forensic doctors working hard to clean up the mess.  Everywhere he went, Mendelevki would stop and listen patiently to the detective¡¯s analysis of the crime scene.  From the footprints, the location and area of ??the blood spray, to the posture of the 'victim' after death, these experienced detectives can also 'restore' the scene at that time.  After entering the basement, the jars of human organs that first came into view made Mendelevki frown and ask, "What's going on?" The regional detective who heard this replied awkwardly.  : "It is initially determined that this slaughterhouse is actually the 'base' of a human organ trafficking organization. And these" Without hearing what he said, Mendelevki strode towards the end of the basement.  Having already put on his white gloves, he first looked at the large characters carved with a knife, and then turned his attention to the Nepalese army knife that was embedded in the wall.  After carefully observing it from the side, when he saw the characters engraved on the blade, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took a close-up photo of these 'characters'.  Being able to serve as the chief detective in a border city between China and Russia is obviously a ¡®China expert¡¯.  At least, he is no stranger to Chinese.  "Facial makeup?" As he muttered these two words, his heart suddenly thumped.  The regional detective who was standing right behind him added softly: "This is obviously a suspect, and he is obviously 'Peugeot' who deliberately stayed here. As for what this 'face' means, we are now" No wait for this person  After the 'Inspector' finished speaking, Mendelevky turned his head and replied directly with a solemn expression: "If this is really the work of 'Face', you don't deserve to know who he is." After saying this, Mendelevky said  Fuji, after looking around for a long time, muttered: "He didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts. He is still in Bu City" "Huh? What do you mean" "Notify each police station to pay attention to a person.  Chinese face, male, in his thirties" When Mendelevki directly described Xiao Sheng's general appearance, the police detectives on the side were all "shocked."  Is this the so-called ¡®psychological portrait¡¯?  Isn't this too accurate?  However, they didn¡¯t know that Mendelevki, as the supreme commander of KGB, GGB and BK in this area, had already engraved Xiao Sheng¡¯s photo deeply into his heart on the first day he took office.  He came in a hurry and left in a hurry Mendelevky, who had only stayed at the first scene for less than a quarter of an hour, left the slaughterhouse in a hurry.  When he appeared in front of the burnt transformer and used the broken lighter to piece together the words 'Helan Town', the fear in his heart invaded his body like the cold wind.  Mendelevki sat in the carriage again and smoked multiple cigarettes.  Then he took out a mobile phone and dialed a 'short number'.  The moment the call was connected, Mendelevki, with a solemn face, said in a trembling voice: "He is still alive, he is here" After hearing what he said, the other end of the phone was silent and said: "  There is an idiom in China called "The frightened bird", which should describe your current state, right? I really hope he is alive" "You will pay for your stupidity" After saying this, Mendelei  Fuji, hang up the phone immediately.  He threw the cigarette out of the window, took out the steel wine bottle from his pocket, unscrewed it and took two puffs, then restarted the off-road vehicle and rushed home.  He also hopes that this is all a 'prank', and he even more extravagantly hopes that the 'nightmare' has indeed been buried under Mount Fuji.  He is more But he also knows that if the other party is really still alive, then everything tonight will be just the beginning.  Mendelevki, who lives in the southwest end of Buenos Aires, returned home an hour and a half after going out.  He needs more information about Facebook, or he needs more information about the group he leads, "Spikes".  He didn¡¯t dare to mess with other Internet-connected devices except his personal computer, because he knew better than anyone else that under Facebook, there was a master hacker who could even hack into the US system through ¡°personal experience¡±.  He opened the door, not daring to make any movement.??.  Afraid of disturbing his fianc¨¦e's sleep, he tiptoed and tiptoed to the study room on the second floor.  Subconsciously, he lowered his head and checked the card he had stuck in the crack of the door to make sure it was intact and had not been moved.  Only then did he open the door with a sigh of relief!  ¡®Squeak¡­¡¯ The door to his room was pushed open by him from the outside. However, the moment he opened the door, the lamp on the desk was hit with a ¡®pop¡¯ sound.  Mendelevki subconsciously touched the gun at his waist, but when he saw the silver-gray muzzle of the gun facing him, he gave up these useless actions.  Because when he saw the muzzle of the gun, he saw a familiar and unforgettable oriental face "Mendlevki, graduated from the 99th Fulong Military Academy. He lurked in October of the same year" When he was sitting at the desk,  Xiao Sheng explained Mendelevki's resume from his debut to the present in detail.  He had already closed the door tightly and sat across from Xiao Sheng, strong and calm!  "I was not involved in the slaughterhouse matter" After Xiao Sheng finished speaking, Mendelevki answered straight to the point.  "Condoning crime is a crime. Oh, I guess you are still kept in the dark - your little fianc¨¦e, she belongs to the 'Gu, La, and Ge' clan. Just when I visited your home  , she is sitting where I am now, checking the information on your computer. Hmm, so you have no secrets from her. Isn't this ironic?  Do you think it was a coincidence that he was infiltrated by gangsters?" After hearing this information, Mendelevki looked in disbelief and subconsciously replied: "It's impossible" "It's very possible! Because your information belongs to you!  The boss leaked it. This chess piece was already in place before you came to the market. From the beginning, you were already pushed into the position of 'scapegoat', but you didn't know it."  , Xiao Sheng slowly put the * on the table, put it there with his fingers together, and said softly: "It's not the things you know that deceive you, but the things you know but are not true that deceive you. What can really hurt you  Most of us are the closest people, especially women, who are the most cruel when they hurt others and the most painful when they hurt" Manyu WeChat public account: manyu0104 or just click on the public account to search'  Manyu' has a personal profile above.  There will be one more chapter on WeChat and Xin
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