Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who asked you to tell me to take the lead?

Chen Feng didn't expect that he just laughed at the serious crime team and Liu Jiehui a few days ago, and he didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon.

Standing at the door of the hospital ward, he looked at the investigation brothers who were being rescued inside, with a gloomy and terrifying expression.

Standing beside him, Zhang Biao said: "The time of the incident was around four o'clock in the morning today. Someone broke into Yang Zhengxiang's villa. Our brothers guarding outside Yang Zhengxiang's villa heard movement inside and rushed in. Then in just 10 minutes, the killer left the scene."

"Where was Peng Yixing when the incident happened?" Chen Feng asked.

"At that time, Peng Yixing was at home with his girlfriend and never went out. After the incident, I ordered the brothers who were watching Peng Yixing to rush into Peng Yixing's house to make sure that Peng Yixing was inside. From Yang Zhengxiang's killing to our brothers The time interval between rushing into Peng Yixing's house was only 10 minutes. Even if Peng Yixing can fly, it is impossible for him to do it." Zhang Biao said firmly.

Zhang Biao's reasoning is very sufficient, whether it is in terms of time or modus operandi, it is impossible for Peng Yixing to be involved.

Because Yang Zhengxiang and those who died were all killed with cold weapons and bare hands.Although Peng Yixing is a pervert, his physique is weak and it is impossible to do this.

Since it's not Peng Yixing?Who else would kill Yang Zhengxiang?

Things are getting a little unpredictable!

"Go, go to the morgue!" Chen Feng said in a cold tone.

Several people came to the morgue.

The coroner looked at Yang Zhengxiang's body in front of him and said: "The deceased died between two and three in the morning this morning. He suffered multiple severe blows during his lifetime. The chest, back and back of the head. But the real cause of death was excessive blood loss. .”

"Excessive blood loss?" Chen Feng asked suspiciously.

The coroner pointed to a strange wound on the left waist of the corpse, and said, "This is the place where the wound is triangular in shape. It is because of this wound that the deceased's blood flow will not stop after being stabbed, and it is difficult to heal naturally."

Seeing the wound, Chen Feng's expression changed.

Triangular wounds!

It made him ring a movie.

Zhang Biao leaned close to the wound, and said suspiciously: "What a strange wound. I have been a policeman for so many years, and I have never seen such a wound. How did it happen?"

Chen Feng took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it, took a puff, his face was gloomy.

"The weapon that caused this kind of wound is called the three-edged thorn, which is a special weapon for the army of a certain country. Because each edge of the three-edged thorn has a blood groove specially used for bloodletting, after piercing the human body, the human body will bleed for a long time, and The wound will not heal itself without treatment, and eventually it will die from excessive blood loss."

Zhang Biao said with a look of surprise: "The three-edged thorn? There is such a brutal weapon. This is a weapon specially made for killing people!"

Chen Feng sneered, and said: "Of course, the army is different from the police force. When facing the enemy on the battlefield, the purpose of the army is to kill the enemy, not to subdue the enemy."

Zhang Biao nodded with a clear expression.

Then Chen Feng checked several other corpses, some had their necks broken, some had their chests flattened, two were shot to death, and one was also stabbed by the triangular army.

Chen Feng took the towel handed over by Zhang Biao, wiped his hands, and said with a gloomy expression, "The murderer's skill is very good. Judging from the monitoring and the injuries of these people, he should be solved alone."

Zhang Biao said in shock: "10 minutes? One person? We got rid of the ten bodyguards in Yang Zhengxiang's villa, and four of our brothers? Is this still human?"

"Of course it's human, and it's a very powerful person. Uncle Biao, ask all the people who are smuggling illegal goods at the pier, and check all the people who have been smuggled from the mainland recently. I want their detailed information." Chen Feng said in a deep voice.

Zhang Biao nodded and said, "I'll do it as soon as possible!"

"Also, let's investigate Yang Zhengxiang's smuggling business in depth. There must be a lot of enemies in his business, and this may be done by his competitors." Chen Feng touched his chin and said.

Zhang Biao frowned and nodded, and said, "Okay, I will investigate it as soon as possible."

Chen Feng frowned tightly.

Judging from the triangular thorn, this should be the plot of the movie Ending Bodyguard of the South China Sea.

However, how did Zhongnan's bodyguard get involved in the plot of the King of Guns, and even killed Yang Zhengxiang.

These two things are completely irrelevant!

But it's useless to think so much, since Yang Zhengxiang has been killed now, just find out who killed Yang Zhengxiang.

Zhang Biao was arranged to investigate Yang Zhengxiang's smuggling business, while Chen Feng came to Peng Yixing's house alone.

Peng Yixing and his girlfriend were sitting on the sofa, looking at Chen Feng with an unfriendly expression.

"Sir, what are you going to do? Lock me up for a day for no reason, and storm into my house again this morning. You don't have a search warrant. Be careful, I will sue you for harassing citizens." Peng Yixing said in a flat tone.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said, "For what happened this morning, I would like to say sorry for them. Because Yang Zhengxiang was killed at home at two o'clock in the morning this morning, and ten of his bodyguards died at the same time, so they Definitely get a little excited.”

"What? Yang Zhengxiang is dead?" Peng Yixing said with a surprised expression.

Chen Feng's gaze was fixed on Peng Yixing.

The look of surprise was natural, it wasn't faked, it seemed that Peng Yixing really had nothing to do with Yang Zhengxiang's death.

Chen Feng continued: "Mr. Peng, you and Yang Zhengxiang are both members of the gun club, so I came to ask if you have any clues. Do you know who killed Yang Zhengxiang?"

Peng Yixing said disdainfully: "There are too many members in the gun club. I just met Yang Zhengxiang by chance. It has nothing to do with me whether he dies or not! As for who killed him, I don't know."

Although Peng Yixing's demeanor was very natural, Chen Feng still found a trace of hesitation in his tone and affection by observing his words and expressions.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although Yang Zhengxiang's death had nothing to do with Peng Yixing, he seemed to know who killed Yang Zhengxiang.

With the corners of Chen Feng's mouth slightly raised, he wandered around Peng Yixing's room.

"I heard that Mr. Peng is an expert in modifying guns. I wonder if I can see it." Chen Feng asked pretending not to care.

Peng Yixing is a killer and an expert in modifying guns, so he must have a gun at home.

As long as a real gun can be found in Peng Yixing's home, he can be arrested.

The guns used by Peng Yixing Gun Club can be called toy guns, not real guns.

The standard for defining real guns and toy guns is that when the muzzle specific kinetic energy of the projectile is greater than or equal to 1.8 joules per square centimeter, they are all considered guns.

Chen Feng casually picked up a gun placed in the cabinet, but the corner of his eye kept falling on Peng Yixing.

He found that when he picked up the gun, Peng Yixing's expression immediately became gloomy, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was about to pick up an attacking beast.

However, his girlfriend grabbed his arm and shook her head worriedly.

Peng Yixing took a breath, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see it."

Peng Yixing's cooperation made Chen Feng feel a little regretful, he was already ready for Peng Yi's action just now.

Although Peng Yixing is a master of actual combat shooting, he is confident that he is faster than Peng Yixing.

Peng Yixing brought Chen Feng to his gun modification studio.

This is the basement of the room, which is full of various gun modification tools and machine tools, like a small factory.

"In fact, changing guns is very boring. If you don't really like this line of work, you won't be able to survive at all." Speaking of his profession, Peng Yixing smiled from the heart.

Chen Feng walked to the gun cabinet, took out the modified guns inside one by one, and said, "I heard that Yang Zhengxiang also asked you to modify the guns, you should have a good relationship!"

Peng Yixing's expression changed, and he said, "I've modified guns for many people, but I don't remember anyone."

He put the guns in his hand back into the gun cabinet. Although he didn't shoot, he was proficient in basic firearms. Just by picking up these guns, he already knew the specific power of these guns.

None exceeded 1.8 joules.

Chen Feng looked at Peng Yixing with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

What a cautious opponent.