"From the point of view of the killing method, it should be done by professional killers!" Quiet and thoughtful, and then fiddle with the photos, trying to clear the relationship between them by adjusting the position of the dead in the photos.

One is the boss of an entertainment place, and the other is a big entrepreneur. It seems that they have nothing to do with each other. However, they were killed on the same night with the same weapons. It's a coincidence. It's hard for quiet to believe it.

"Ah, you can check to see if Zhao Hui and Feng Hongxu have any business contacts before, and check their call records. By the way, you can also check the people around them!"

"Yes

My men are ordered to investigate immediately.

At the same time, Wang Bing received a call from his agent, Brent.

"Your first knockout match has been set, tomorrow night!" Said Brent.

"Good!" Wang Bing agreed casually.

"Don't you wonder who your opponent is at all?" Asked Brent with a smile.

"Who is it?"

"Your opponent in the last match - Zhan Hu!"

"He again? What a coincidence Wang Bing said with a smile.

"Not coincidentally, he's coming for you!"

"I see. It can be operated like this!" Wang Bing suddenly realized that he knew what burente meant, but he still didn't think much of it.

How can he look down on an opponent like Zhan Hu?

"A lot of people are saying that the last game of" fighting tiger "was lost to you because he underestimated the enemy, so he will do his best in this game. You won't be as easy as the last game!" Brent reminded.

"OK, I see!"

"To tell you the truth, I really like your relaxed attitude of being a big enemy at present, but I hope you don't pretend it. Come on time tomorrow night!"

"Good!" After a promise, Wang Bing hung up.

The night soon fell.

"Bell!" Zhang long, who was gnawing at the chicken leg, looked at the calling number. It was a strange call. He hesitated for a moment and answered the call, "Hello!"

"Zhang long?" On the other end of the phone came a strong and hoarse voice.

"Who am I?"

"I'm from XX express company. Here's an express for you. Where are you now? Our Commissioner will send it to you right away! "

"My express? I didn't buy anything. Did I make a mistake? "

"Yes, please tell me where you are!"

Zhang long looked puzzled, hesitated for a moment, and then told the other party where he was, "I'm..."

"OK, our Commissioner will contact you when he arrives later!" Then he hung up.

"Strange!" Zhang long is still at a loss.

About 20 minutes later, he received another call from a strange number, "Zhang long?"

"It's me!"

"I'm here to deliver the express for you. Please come out and take it!"

"Good!" Zhang long didn't think much about it. After he agreed, he came outside and saw a man wearing a company express service. He was thin, and at night he was wearing a cap and a mask. He couldn't see what he looked like, but he was still carrying an express package.

"I am Zhang long!" Zhang Long walked quickly.

"This is your express!" The courier handed the express to Zhang long.

After Zhang Long took the express, he looked at it immediately. It was very light, like a box. What was in it?

Zhang long looked at the express bill again, but found that the express bill was blank, no sender information, no recipient information, no object information.

It's the first time to see such an express bill. Zhang long can't help feeling more confused and asked, "why isn't it on this express Bill..."

"Poof!" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Long suddenly felt a flash of cold in front of his eyes. The cold steel nail stabbed into his neck and pierced it.

"Pa!" The express in his hand fell. Zhang long covered his neck and couldn't make a sound. He stumbled back and looked extremely painful. After walking for two steps, he fell to the ground and convulsed. Looking up, the courier turned and left as if nothing had happened, just like nothing had happened.

The blood flowed continuously along the steel nail on the neck, and Zhang Long's life passed like the blood. His movement slowly slowed down, until there was no movement at last.

A living life just disappears in a flash!

The courier pushed his hat and took out a small notebook with 13 mobile phone numbers and the name of the owner. Zhang long ranked first.

"Hiss!" Take out a pen, cross out the name of "Zhang Long", and immediately lock your eyes on the second person's mobile phone number.

"Ren Leming? I'm from XX express company. Here is an express for you. Where are you now? Our Commissioner will send it to you right away... "The same words and the same dialogue are familiar to Zhang long. When he receives such a seemingly ordinary phone call, no one would think that it would be a signal from death.

"OK, our Commissioner will be here soon. Please pay attention to the phone and don't turn it off!" After hanging up, the courier turned and left.

"Ah A high decibel scream came from the alley, but the "courier" turned a deaf ear and disappeared in the same place.

"Death It's dead! "

The woman who passed the soy sauce was scared to the ground by Zhang Long's terrible death. Twenty minutes later, the police arrived and cordoned off the scene.

"Safety team!" After a while, quiet came with his men in a hurry.

"What's the situation?" As she put on her disposable gloves, she walked into the cordon. Zhang Long's body was covered with white cloth.

"The dead man's name is Zhang long, and his home is in front of him. About half an hour ago, someone found that he was killed, and then called the police. The cause of death is the same as Zhao Hui and Feng Hongxu, who were killed by steel nails..."

While listening to the report from her subordinates, she quietly went to the body and pulled the white cloth. Facing the body, she was completely calm. What made her frown was the "familiar" steel nail on Zhang Long's throat.

A lot of people were killed with steel nails last night. Quiet still hasn't got a clear idea. Unexpectedly, someone was killed again.

"It's exactly the same as last night's case!" Quietly frowning, the opponent asked: "are there any witnesses?"

"No!"

"And his family?"

"Our people have inquired with his family. It seems that Zhang long received a phone call before the accident. It is said that the courier called him, and then he came out, and then someone found him dead!"

"Courier?"

"Bell!" In the middle of the conversation, the quiet cell phone rang.

"Anzui, there is a homicide in Shouli street. The death of the dead is the same as Zhao Hui and Feng Hongxu!" It's a call from another man.

"What?" Quiet took a surprise.