But they have been looking for several days and have not been able to find the murderer, and now as long as there is a clue, they will not give up

So, Lin Zhenqiang sneaked into the residential area, and Qi Xiaolong cooperated to touch the monitoring room.

About five minutes later, Lin Zhenqiang's voice sounded in Mo Zhitao's headset, "Boss, we're ready." ”

"Okay, I'll go check it out first." After speaking, Mo Zhitao immediately used his light skills and flew towards the building over there. With his leap, it didn't take long for Mo Zhitao to fly to the top of the building.

This building has a total of ] floors, and the resident is a floor, and after Mo Zhitao reaches the top of the building, he falls down again. If others saw Mo Zhitao jumping like this, they thought that he couldn't think of jumping off the building.

When Mo Zhitao's figure fell to the building, his body shook, and the whole person floated to the balcony over there.

Mo Zhitao looked inside, and there was no one inside. There was no one here, so he went to the window over there, but the window over there was closed, and the air conditioner outside was moving.

When Mo Zhitao turned around, he found that the windows of the three houses in this suite were closed and the air conditioners were turned on, unless he broke the windows of others, otherwise he couldn't see how many people were in it, who they were.

So, Mo Zhitao pressed the headset and said, "Zhenqiang, you ring the doorbell." ”

"Yes, Boss." Lin Zhenqiang, who was outside the door, rang the doorbell, but the doorbell did not ring, and it was estimated that it had been pulled out by the people inside. "Boss, the doorbell isn't ringing, I'm going to knock."

"No, knocking on the door might startle you." Mo Zhitao shook his head. These murderers are outlaws, and if they find out that there is a situation, they may jump off the building or report to the people behind the scenes, and he promised Zhang Fei to try to get a confession.

"So what do we do?" Lin Zhenqiang asked.

Mo Zhitao thought for a while, and then said: "You cut off their electricity, and then go up to the building to hide, so that others don't find out." ”

"Yes." After Lin Zhenqiang heard Mo Zhitao's order, he pressed the headset, then took out a knife from his arms, wrapped the handle of the knife in a cloth, and walked to the door of the resident.

Generally, the main switch of the household is in the room, so Lin Zhenqiang wants to cut off the power supply inside, and only cut the wires outside. Lin Zhenqiang tapped his feet on the ground, he flew to it, his hand fell again and again, and the wires were cut by him. Subsequently, Lin Zhenqiang went up to the building and hidden.

Mo Zhitao kept staring at the window of the hall, there was no electricity inside, and if they came out, they would walk out of the hall.

Sure enough, the people inside found that there was no electricity and walked out of it one after another. One, two, three, four, five, five people, one woman and four men, Mo Zhitao was secretly nodding his head.

Although there was no electricity in the room, Mo Zhitao saw that the height and appearance of those people were a bit like the murderers who attacked at the train station that day.

"Why is there no electricity? Is there a power outage? Is there electricity outside? "A man speaks in tongues.

Mo Zhitao was even more secretly happy when he heard it, according to the detection of the two murderers, they were also from this dialect place. Mo Zhitao pressed the headset and whispered: "Zhenqiang, there are one woman and four men inside, it seems that those five murderers, I went in first." ”

After speaking, Mo Zhitao pulled the anti-theft net on the window of the hall hard. At this time, a man wanted to go to the window to see if there was a power outage outside.

When he saw a black shadow attached to the security net, he couldn't help but be startled, and when he was about to scream, the security net was pulled open, and the black shadow shot in. Then the shadow pointed at him, and he realized that he couldn't move at all.

When the four people inside saw Mo Zhitao flying in, they exclaimed, some people used their mobile phones to make calls, and some people picked up the long machetes on the coffee table in the living room and threw themselves at Mo Zhitao.

Hey, hey, it's them. Mo Zhitao's heart moved, he waved his hands and stretched out again, and a powerful qi blade hit the four gangsters.

"Ah," the three men with knives felt themselves hit by something invisible, and the knives in their hands were knocked down, and then they all flew into the opposite wall.

The woman who was about to make the call also exclaimed, her phone was hit by the air blade and hit the wall, and then she was also hit and fell to the ground.

"Whoosh." Streams of qi blades burst out from Mo Zhitao's fingers, and the gangsters were stopped and couldn't move.

Mo Zhitao opened the door, and Lin Zhenqiang walked in. Lin Zhenqiang looked at their appearance carefully and said, "Boss, it's them." ”

Mo Zhitao nodded, and then said to the five gangsters: "Say, why did you attack the train station terrorist?" ”

"Hmph, kill us, we're not afraid of death. Even if we die, we still have companions who will continue to kill you. One of the gangsters scolded with a wicked face.

"Damn, their mouths are still so hard?" Lin Zhenqiang said angrily.

"We're not even afraid of death, and we still need to be afraid of you?" The gangsters were unimpressed.

Mo Zhitao said coldly: "If you are from Huaxia, do you still have relatives?" And if someone else cuts your relatives like this? Are you scared? ”

When three of the men and one woman heard Mo Zhitao say this, their faces showed fear, "That's none of our family's business, we do things by ourselves, you can kill us, didn't the government say that one person broke the law and had nothing to do with his family?" ”

"Have you ever thought that those innocent people who were killed by you have anything to do with you?" Mo Zhitao smiled gloomily. "I guess they still have relatives and friends, and when the time comes, I will post the information of you and your family on the Internet, where can I see your family hiding? I wonder if others will be like you, slashing your family with a machete? You even kill children of a few years, I don't know if you have any children, can you stand the knife? ”

As Mo Zhitao said this, the faces of the three men and one woman turned even paler. Yes, if the news of their family is announced, their family in Huaxia Country may be hit by others, and they will be in trouble at that time.

"No, don't kill them, they are innocent." Gangsters are afraid of the tunnel.

"Your mother is innocent, when you kill others, why don't you think that others are innocent?" Lin Zhen scolded strongly.

Mo Zhitao continued beside him: "If you tell us all the situation, we can consider letting your family go when we see that you have a good attitude of admitting your mistakes." ”

"Don't be afraid, we are a holy war, everyone will die, and we can continue to fight in the future." The man at the head shouted.

Mo Zhitao saw that the man was still hard-mouthed, he picked up the machete and stabbed the man's right leg, "Ah," the man screamed, and his right leg was cut off by Mo Zhitao.

"Hehehe, you know what's going on with being cut by someone else, right?" Mo Zhitao smiled gloomily. "This knife is for the dead."

"Kill me." The man screamed loudly.

Mo Zhitao said: "What are you in a hurry, play slowly." Then Mo Zhitao stabbed the man's left leg again, "This is for Xiaoyang." ”

"Ah," the man's left leg was chopped off.

"This knife is broken for Aru, and this knife is cut for Appi." Mo Zhitao said as he slashed at the man's two hands.

It was only a moment before the man with no hands and feet fell in a pool of blood, and he now knew what a human stick was, he had no hands or feet, and blood kept flowing from the wounds.

"Ah, help, I'm in pain." The man cried out in fear. He finally knew that he was afraid, he thought that the people of Huaxia were soft-hearted, and they didn't dare to do anything to him. But unexpectedly, the man in black directly cut off all his hands and feet.

"If you don't want your relatives to be like this man, just say it right away, my patience is limited." Mo Zhitao glared at the three men and one woman.

"We said that we were a jihadist organization, and that person was Japanese, and they were the ones who led us in terrorist attacks." The four men hurriedly spoke out.

Mo Zhitao asked: "Then why were you able to escape all at once, who answered you?" ”

"It was all arranged by this Japanese person, and after we cut people, someone drove us to this community. Because of the lockdown of the whole city outside, we were going to stay here for half a month before leaving, and we stayed in the room and never went out. The gangster said.

"Are the people who answered you Japanese?" Mo Zhitao continued to ask.

"It should be, I heard them speak Japanese." Gangster Road.

After Mo Zhitao listened to the words of these gangsters, he looked at the gangster and asked, "Tell me, which Japanese organization are you from?" ”

"I, I don't know, you kill me," the Japanese said hatefully. "This attack is not the end, there will be many terrorist attacks in the future, you wait."

"Really? Then you just keep screaming. Mo Zhitao connected a few acupuncture points on the Japanese people's body, and the Japanese people screamed even more terrifyingly, and that kind of cry was like a terrible ghost in hell, which made the other four gangsters shudder.

On this day, the Chinese people were also hard-mouthed, and he kept screaming loudly, but he didn't say anything. In the end, Mo Zhitao looked at the Japanese people: "Although your family is not in Huaxia Kingdom, it should be in Japan Country." Hehehe, when the time comes, we will go to Japan to find your family, and I want to see if your family will have a good life

"You mean." The Japanese people were finally scared, and he thought that Mo Zhitao's cruel methods were also used on his own family, which would be very troublesome.

"Hehehe, despicable methods are also learned from you, we call it the way of others, and return the body of others, how you deal with us, we will deal with you." Mo Zhitao smiled darkly.

To the enemy, they should not be merciful. To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself. "You guys wait well, terrorist incidents are not unique to Huaxia, but also to Japan." Mo Zhitao's words made the Japanese shiver.

However, the Japanese could not say anything, and his injuries became more and more serious. Mo Zhitao saw that he couldn't ask anything, he stopped the bleeding for the Japanese, and then took out his mobile phone to call Zhang Fei.