Chapter 1864

The next morning, at the entrance of Huangdao hall.

Located at the seaside, this hall is a century old building left over from the Portuguese era. The high gate courtyard is unique and magnificent.

From the outside, there is no doubt that this is a paradise, a place many people dream of living.

This area is also a place where rich people gather for holidays in Macao. It has elegant environment, fresh air and is suitable for living. It is the envy of many people.

But on this quiet morning, the entrance of the hall was not peaceful at all. Nearly 100 guards got up early and walked back and forth inside and outside the manor.

Many patrol members who pass through the main building will subconsciously look at the hall, with fear, surprise and even more uncontrollable anger.

This is because there is a charred corpse on the screen of the open hall, which is beyond recognition.

Although people are faced with a picture, and reduce the pigment, reduce the visual conflict, but still let people tremble.

Lizi Nakajima, who used to be enchanting, turned into a half cooked corpse. How could Huang Dao feel better?

So the eight members of the imperial sword Association in the hall, looking at the corpses on the screen with their faces livid, all showed the revenge light of wild animals in their eyes.

On the luxury sofa not far away from them, there was a figure with a straight dress.

He was holding a glass of red wine in his hand. It was as red as blood. He looked calm, but in fact his expression was uncertain. He hadn't drunk red wine for a long time.

It's Miyamoto.

I don't know how long later, Miyamoto leaned back on the comfortable sofa, moved his eyes away from the corpse and looked at another Oriental woman:

"yuan Shazi, tell me the story again, I'll sort it out slowly."

A 25-year-old Oriental woman has a baby face, but she is proud and protruding, which can be described as a child with a huge proud face.

She is wearing a fitting and close fitting suspender skirt, which covers her proud body and perfectly outlines a slender and salivating curve.

Hearing Miyamoto's question, she immediately responded respectfully: "I understand, Miyamoto."

"Last night, we received an order from Gong Benjun to take 30 brothers to the restaurant to see what happened."

"But when we arrived, the Macao city police took a quick half shot to guard the scene. They put out the fire and cleaned up the body."

Her eyes were filled with indignation: "we didn't see the murderer in the blood washing restaurant. We only saw the fire and 15 bodies."

"I want to go in and have a look at the situation, but the police are on high alert and we don't have a chance to get close at all."

"I can only use the telescope to scan a few eyes, the restaurant was burned beyond recognition, and there were traces of spilled gasoline and detonated gas."

"I looked at the nearby monitoring through the relationship. The monitoring saw the closed Nakajima and they re opened the door to meet a truck."

Yuan Shazi said in a low voice: "I can tell from their expressions and lips that they are all happy to shout the sentence" Xing Naizi is back. "

Miyamoto's eyes narrowed slightly: "and then?"

"And then the monitoring goes off, and there's no food store."

Yuan Shazi sighed: "nearby surveillance has been cut off, and several probes have been washed, which is obviously the route for the murderer to evacuate."

"Thirty minutes ago, I bribed another police officer and got some inside photos."

She pointed to the corpse on the screen: "judging from the remains of the ornaments of the deceased, the deceased is lizo Nakajima."

"I've dealt with Lizi Nakajima many times, and I went to her to eat a lot of food. I know the jade ring on her middle finger."

The original gauze told his judgment Miyamoto Saburo, also use a laser pen to point out the ring of the body.

"I've zoomed in the photos and compared them with the simple autopsy of the police. It can be concluded that Nakajima's trauma is almost no big problem."

She magnified the body's head: "her fatal wound is a shot in the head, from left to right, the immortal's head."

"Lizi is really dead..."

Miyamoto sanro heard the body shock, looking at the body emerged a struggle: "fifteen people, almost no resistance ability to be killed."

"How could the murderer have killed so easily if he hadn't been stabbed by his own people?"

Miyamoto murmured to himself: "it seems that apricot Naizi mission failure, betrayal survival, but also cooperate with the murderer blood wash the restaurant."

He also corroborated his guess that after Lizi Nakajima called him, he was shot in the head by the murderer.

A big man roared: "Mr. Miyamoto, give me a team of people, I put out the Shendao gate, cut down the Shenye, and avenge Lizi and them."

The rest of the key members of the imperial sword Association roared: "revenge! Revenge! Revenge

Miyamoto looked coldly around his men: "do you think that shendaomen can tolerate the disappearance of wutengzi and let the restaurant be free?"

"To God that level, even if there is apricot Naizi this card, it is impossible to let Nakajima Lizi they annihilate.""Not to mention the whole restaurant didn't even have time to tell me and ask for help."

To get the final warning, Nakajima needs to choose with her life.

Yuan Shazi asked softly, "what does Gong Benjun mean?"

"There are people behind the Shendao gate."

Miyamoto's eyes gradually widened, word by word: "but also a powerful force."

Yuan Shazi hesitated and said, "Lady Feng?"

"It's hard to say."

Think of that man wonderful mature woman, Miyamoto sanro a burst of dry mouth, and then a drink of wine in the cup: "but she is the most suspect."

Yuan Shazi nodded gently:

"inject a group of strong hands into Shendao gate, and then hit us hard under the guise of Shendao gate, then we can drive away the weakened ones."

Yuan Shazi sighed: "this is a good way for Feng family."

Then the conversation turned: "Gong Benjun, what shall we do next? Do you want to beat the snake seven inches and kill lady Feng directly? "

"Not yet."

Miyamoto's eyes twinkled with light: "Madam Feng is not ready to deal with us, and we are not ready for zuoyoufeng."

"If we kill Mrs. Feng now, the whole Feng family will be in a mess, and the business will also plummet, which will affect the five gambling kings. It will do us more harm than good."

"We need a little more time."

"When we have an agreement with the Bao family and the Xue family, we can choose the puppet of the Feng family, and the gambler Zhongye Jun to help us. It's not too late to turn against that woman."

Hear the gambling saint in wild Jun, no matter is the original gauze, or around backbone, the body is invisible straight, face a little more respectful.

Obviously, they have a genuine respect for Nakano.

Miyamoto was not surprised by their look, and the conversation changed: "and I still need a little verification to prove that the Phoenix family is behind the Shendao gate."

"It's OK that the Phoenix family is behind the Shendao gate. If it's not the Phoenix family, we'll fight with Mrs. Feng ahead of time. I'm afraid we've made wedding clothes for others."

Miyamoto knows that the imperial sword will break up with the Phoenix family sooner or later, but he doesn't want to be provoked by others, so he wants to be careful.

After all, there are too many people in the headquarters staring at his position. If the mistake is serious, it may be replaced.

This is also the reason why he asked his good friend Nakano to help.

Yuan Shazi was stunned: "you mean, in addition to the Phoenix family, other forces may control the Shendao sect?"

"It's hard to say."

Miyamoto Saburo burst into a smirk: "Macao city is a colorful world. The money that gamblers spend every year is equal to four Las Vegas."

"Feng family monopolizes the fattest and biggest piece of meat."

"Who doesn't want to replace the Bao family or the Xue family? Who doesn't want to be the leader of the land? "

Miyamoto showed his ambition: "if the non Oriental people have no business qualification, I would like to be the king of Macao by any means."

"Ding -"

just then, yuan Shazi's mobile phone rings and glances at the phone number. She puts on the earplug to answer the call. A moment later, her eyes light up.

She went to Miyamoto's side, whispered: "our inside information, the police caught the murderer abandoned apricot naiko."

"He is now in the intensive care unit of the eighth prison in Macao city."