"What kind of person is Jiang Dong? How can he not see that Scar's words are not true? If he couldn't even see that, Zhao Heihu would not trust him so much and let him sit in the second position of the Tiger Gang. Under one person, ten thousand
Above people.
"Jiang Dong looked at Scar's hard-working performance, and just smiled slightly and said: No matter who leaves in this world, everyone will live the same, and so will you. After I leave, the gang will be left to you. And remember my words, you
If you want to enjoy the rest of your life, when Brother Tiger comes back, you must leave here and never come back.
"After speaking, Jiang Dong patted his shoulder, turned around and walked out, disappearing into the night.
"Municipal Public Security Bureau, Ouyang Zhen looked at Xing Fei who came back and asked: How is it? Are there any clues at the scene?
"Xing Fei said: No, I only saw that the bodyguard was blown to pieces and died miserably.
"Ouyang Zhen took the tea-stained painting and said bitterly: There is half an hour left, and it seems that this person is dead. I don't know whether it was the murderer who killed him or me.
"Liu Li looked at the haggard Ouyang Zhen and said: Director, please don't blame yourself, this is not your fault. If they hadn't done so many bad things and offended people they shouldn't have offended, how could they be today.
"After Ouyang Zhen heard what he said, he didn't say anything, but sighed helplessly.
"Time passed little by little, and Ouyang Zhen touched the painting with his hands in boredom, waiting for the time to come before collecting the body.
"Suddenly, Ouyang Zhen's fingers felt something was wrong on the painting. He picked up the painting and looked at it carefully, but found nothing. Then he touched it with his hand, and the feeling was transmitted to his brain through his fingers.
"Ouyang Zhen knew that the secret was here, and he thought hard about what was going on. Suddenly his eyes lit up, he picked up the tea cup in front of Xing Fei, and poured the tea on the painting.
"Everyone was wondering what the director was doing. Before anyone could ask, they saw a little bit of white showing up where the tea had been washed.
"Ouyang Zhen excitedly asked a policeman to fetch a basin of water. After a while, the policeman brought the water. Ouyang Zhen held both sides of the painting with his hands, inserted the painting into the water, and slowly shook it.
"A surprising thing happened. The entire drawing paper was dyed black with ink, and only a few words were exposed in the middle, Xijiao Machinery Factory.
"Everyone is thinking about the same question, what is going on and why writing appears when the painting is immersed in water.
"Ouyang Zhen looked at his watch with a bitter smile: It's too late again. I didn't expect that after so many years as a police officer, this is the first time that a criminal has played tricks on me, and made me feel so powerless. This is also the first time that a criminal has played tricks on me, and made me feel so powerless.
Once I felt frustrated.
"Xing Fei asked: Director, what's going on?
"Ouyang Zhen said: These words are written in wax oil. Because the wax oil is very smooth, the ink covers it. Once it is stained with ink, the ink will recede on the wax. The areas without wax oil will be covered with ink.
Dye it black, and then you will see the words written in wax.
"Xing Fei looked at the painting for a while and said: Genius is not terrible, what is terrible is a genius who is like a madman. Damn it, he can think of this.
"When Xing Fei said this, he seemed to have thought of something: The murderer of the director imprisoned the first two people in the abandoned factories on the east and west sides respectively. Will he imprison the last one in the south or north?