After laughing, Fang Buwei was a little afraid.

The Assassin's bullet was poisoned, but it was very small, probably less than one-twentieth of the arrow.

Even if you are shot, as long as you don't hit the head and heart, you have a good chance of surviving, but if you get such a shot, you will definitely be dead.

Fortunately, he was prepared, and the Assassin could not find the opportunity to assassinate Situ Meitang at close range, and in order to cause chaos, he used a pistol.

If it was replaced with a poison needle, none of the seven guests who were shot would survive.

"Put it away!" Fang Buwei handed over the syringe and feather arrows to Li Zaiyi.

Lee Jae-yi only thought that Fang Buwei wanted to take away all the dangerous weapons, and did not think that the feather arrow had anything to do with the previous assassins.

Seeing Li Zaiyi's grinning appearance, Fang Buwei told again, "Be careful, you may die if you get a drop......

Lee Jae-yi was taken aback: "Then you still lick it?" ”

"It's said that I'm invincible to all poisons, but you still don't believe it?"

I believe you are a ghost!

Li Zaiyi glared at Fang Buwei, but he still carefully put away the syringe and feather arrows.

I searched for almost half an hour, but I didn't find anything that looked unusual.

Everything was out of reach, and there was a pile of bits and pieces lying on the bed.

Fang Buwei was a little embarrassed, the disciples who searched really picked up all the hair in Huaishengjian?

He looked at it the same way, and when he saw something that looked like a small iron hook, he paused sharply.

Usually when he has time, he either practices boxing or plays with guns, why can't he recognize the origin of this thing?

Hang-up wrench, a small part used for loading in a fully automatic pistol.

Fang Buwei picked it up and took a look.

That's right, definitely a part from 1911.

It was this pistol used by the Assassins.

He finally knew what Chen Yuting's female bodyguard was going to do in the few minutes when he disappeared.

Sent pistol accessories to the Assassins.

He also knew how the Assassin's pistol had been brought in.

It was not brought in through the moles of An Liangtang, but it was broken into pieces and dismantled into parts.

The biggest feature of 1911 is that it is small in size, easy to hide and easy to carry.

If it is disassembled into parts, it will be even smaller, and it will not be difficult to deceive the Hongmen disciples who have been investigated by means of espionage.

But the shortcomings are also obvious, the ammunition capacity is too small, only seven rounds.

Fang Buwei likes to use a fast and slow machine the most, with a capacity of twenty rounds, and can also be used as a submachine gun.

"Put it away, and we'll see later which of the three pistols used by the assassin doesn't have this part on it......" Fang Buwei said again.

It turned out to be a pistol part?

Or is it related to the Assassins?

Lee Jae-yi's face changed.

He still didn't see what this little thing had to do with a pistol.

Chen Fengshi also looked surprised.

He didn't believe that Chen Yuting had anything to do with the assassin at all, but did he really let Fang Buwei find a direct clue?

Although she is not from Hongmen, Chen Lianbo is also a thunderous figure in the minds of overseas Chinese, what reason does her daughter have to assassinate Situ Longtou?

Fang Bu explained to them there, picked through the pile of miscellaneous items, and picked up another bottle of perfume.

Cologne 4711.

Chen Yuting gave himself this one through An Zhirong.

Not only is it expensive, but it is not always possible to buy it......

Fang Buwei's heart moved.

I have never known Chen Yuting, and when we met for the first time, why did she give such an expensive thing to herself?

If it's to get close to An Zhirong, just curry favor directly, and rarely have to get involved with yourself.

Fang Buwei unscrewed the cap of the bottle, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Still a familiar taste......

He didn't give up, and tasted it again.

The system directly alarms acacia bean protein toxin!

I fork ......

Fang Buwei was shocked, angry and afraid, but in an instant, a layer of white sweat oozed from his forehead.

Fortunately, Chen Xinran was patronizing and joking that day, and he didn't have the curiosity to try it, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable......

His wife and son are almost gone......

Fang Bu was clucking from his teeth, and there was a terrifying fierce light in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lee Jae-yi asked.

"This place is also filled with poison that seals the throat with blood!" Fang Buwei took a breath of relief, closed the bottle mouth, and handed it to Li Cunyi, "Chen Yuting gave me and An Zhirong such a bottle......

Li Cunyi and Chen Fengshi listened to the gossip and asked in shock, "She wants to poison you, why?" ”

Fang Buwei was also wondering why.

It definitely won't be the reason why Chen Yuting knew his true identity.

Eighty percent of An Zhirong was excited for a while, saying that he missed something.

Or through He Shili, Chen Yuting heard some information about himself.

For example, I knew that I was in charge of the security of Situ Meitang......

Or someone praised herself in front of her for her superb skills, wisdom, and exhaustive planning......

No matter what it is, it is completely worth Chen Yuting to get rid of himself, at least it can clear an obstacle for the subsequent assassination plan.

Chen Yuting, you wait for Lao Tzu.

Fang Buwei gritted his teeth again.

"There's nothing to see here, go up to the fifth floor!" Fang Buwei said again.

Lee Jae-yi and Chen Fengshi glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprised and suspicious expressions on each other's faces.

Is Miss Chan really an accomplice of the Assassins?

The four disciples had one horn for each of them, and they lifted Fang Buwei up.

The fifth floor is also like the sixth floor, with only a few rooms and a large conference room.

It was here during the day that the meeting was held.

Fang Buwei entered the conference room and came to the place where Chen Yuting had sit.

Chen Yuting would not come to listen for no reason, and it was even more impossible for her to be close to He Shili because she loved He Shili.

Fang Buwei didn't see any trace of affection for He Shili in Chen Yuting's eyes.

That's why An Zhirong, an idiot, will be convinced.

Since their first goal was the Red Book, the purpose of Chen Yuting's visit to the meeting was self-evident.

It is not enough to get the roster, but it is necessary to know which of them is important and which is the most determined to resist Japan.

Don't bother, just remember the amount of money each person donated at the time of donation.

Fang Buwei was not very sure, Chen Yuting had not recorded anything like paper and pen at that time.

Another He Shili sat next to her, and Chen Yuting was willing to have some scruples.

So where will she remember?

Fang is not for touching the table.

The table is relatively new, and the table top is flat and smooth.

Fang Buwei touched the bottom of the table again.

There are nicks underneath, and there are quite a few.

Fang Buwei took his hand out and saw some wood chips on his fingers.

Indicates that the scratch is freshly engraved.

"Turn the table over!" Fang Buwei said.

The table was turned over, and rows of numbers were engraved on the bottom.

It must be a cipher, which is both simple and private.

"What's that?" Chen Fengshi asked.

"It should be the amount of donations from uncles and celebrities!" Fang is not a return.

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