Chapter 205 (1/2)

As the manager of the distillery, Qin wine was very familiar with the streets, the ground and the ground. He quickly drove the two men to a hidden place.

I don't know what company's abandoned garage is, but it's very close to the morgue.

I don't know how long it has been abandoned here. The walls are mottled and falling off everywhere. Spider webs are dense all around. Bats seem to live in the corner of the roof.

However, Qin Jiu turns a blind eye to this, and he will wait here to meet them.

It seems that the revenge angel who has put on the lock armour seems to be a little uncomfortable, but Su Ming soon drags him to climb up a building nearby with a hook and rope from the wall.

By jumping between buildings and rooftops, they quickly arrived at the top of the forensic center.

Looking at the endless stream of vehicles under his feet, the revenge angel had to admit that he really liked this condescending feeling.

Feeling that he is no longer ordinary, as well as shoulder the responsibility, the city is mixed with the breeze of car exhaust, so he always feels a long way to go.

However, Su Ming had already removed the door leading to the lower part of the roof with a god killer. The sound of steel twisted and cracked made the doctor return to reality...

”are you going to fight?”

There was a look of surprise behind Holloway's blindfold. He always carried the blindfold and weapons handed to him by the swordsman, so the green helmet Su Ming prepared for him didn't come in handy.

”Of course, or should I contact the White House for a permit?” Su Ming turned his head and said a cold joke: ”by the way, the two guns in your hand are also unregistered guns...

but the doctor is more convinced of his original idea.

Yes, they have a lot of authority. They can clean up the mess and follow them.

The doctor didn't speak any more. He just made a gesture of invitation.

So Su Ming started his own performance.

As a forensic center in New York City, there are always police on duty in this place, so Su Ming's plan is very simple, that is, first find the police, stun them, and then cut off all contact with the outside world.

Then guard the entrance and exit passageway by yourself, and give the vengeance half an hour for all aspects of autopsy. It is better to determine the specific time of death or the place the phantom bullet has been to before his death.

If he had tiny salt particles on his body, he might have been to the seaside before he died; if he had coal on his feet, he might have been to a power station or a place for heating; if there were other recognizable chemical components, he could also know his track of action.

If a person passes through a place, he must leave traces. Unless Barry can still run to manweilai, even if fast silver appears decades ahead of time, he will leave footprints in the place he has passed.

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the plan went smoothly, and the police were put down before even reaction time when they saw the legendary devil appear in front of them.

Their quality is far worse than those of the gendarmerie in the past few days. Su Ming doesn't even need a stick. He can handle everything by hand.

After occupying the security room, cutting off all telephone lines, there was no closed-circuit monitoring in this era, and there was almost no sound. The building fell into the control of the death knell.

”Well, it's much better than I thought. No one even found us.”

Su Ming throws the fainted police into the utility room, locks the door, pinches the key into a small ball and throws it aside.

The death knell was used to show up, but the doctor was more fond of feathers. It was decorated from a distance and kept hiding in the corner of the corridor.

When he heard the bell talk to him, the doctor shrugged his shoulders. He could see that the bell had obviously left his hands. The police officers were not seriously injured. They had about an hour to move.

There was plenty of time, and it was easier for him to perform an autopsy than to operate on a living person.

The pale lights of the corridor illuminated two masked men as they quietly walked to the bleak basement.

This is the morgue. The corpses from all branches of New York are here. There are forensic doctors who will examine them. Of course, don't expect the process to be as fast as possible.

During the war, many people who knew some medicine went to the front line. Only a few old men were left here, and even the scalpel was not stable.

Several old medics were captured. Su Ming also found a house to lock them up. Then, according to the mortuary records, the bodies of phantom bullets were found.