“NO!NO!NO!NO!”

The mercenary hurriedly pulled down his shirt.

He actually crawled towards the room at the west end regardless of the knife wound on his thigh.

The blood wiped a long trace in the corridor, looking shocking.

When he climbed to the door of the room, the shouting came to an abrupt end.

The mercenary suddenly lay on the ground, still in the same crawling position, not knowing his life or death.

"Brothers, it's nothing to do with me. You will testify for me at that time!"

Ling Feng spread his hands and said innocently.

Several security guards at the entrance of the stairs nodded in confusion.

After saying that, Ling Feng walked to the mercenary and tried his breathing.

As expected, he died suddenly like Shen Zhuo.

Then, Ling Feng pulled up his shirt again and saw that the eye had also disappeared, as if it had never existed.

However, thinking that he had just crawled into the room with fear regardless of the knife wound, Ling Feng felt something was wrong.

It seemed like lifting up the top and revealing that eye was so horrifying to him.

And shouting "No, no, no," did he have a foreshadowing that he would die?

Thinking of this, Ling Feng walked into this room on the west side cautiously.

Suddenly, the tinnitus was still suddenly echoing in my mind.

Ling Feng couldn't help but take two steps back before stabilizing his body.

I can't count how many times this is.

"It seems that it is really necessary to go to the hospital for examination. Don't be as Wen Hao said, I'm still so young..."

Ling Feng sighed, rubbed his temples, and walked into the room again.

At first glance, the room seemed to have not been used for a long time.

"Come here."

Ling Feng retreated to the door of the room and waved to the security guard who called the police.

"I?"

The security guard pointed at himself and asked in confusion.

"Yes, it's you. Please come over and ask you something."

The security guard trotted over.

"Hello, I'm from the police station, what's your name?"

Ling Feng raised his ID and asked immediately.

"Oh, hello, my name is Chen Peng, and I am the security captain here."

Chen Peng replied with a smile.

"From your cleverness, you know that you are not an ordinary security guard!"

Ling Feng smiled and praised.

Chen Peng smiled embarrassedly.

"Director Ling, you have been awarded the award. If you have anything, just ask me?"

Ling Feng nodded with a smile.

"How long has this office been useless? Why is it empty in such a good location?"

Ling Feng asked in confusion.

Chen Peng recalled for a moment.

"It's almost a year. I remember it was rented out in June last year, but for some reason I haven't used it."

Chen Peng was also a little confused.

"Can you help me check who rented this office?" Ling Feng continued to ask.

"No problem! I'll check it for you now..."

After saying that, Chen Peng trotted downstairs all the way.

At the same time, please don’t watch the fun again when you are greeting other security guards.

Ling Feng walked into the office. The huge office space was like a huge warehouse, with nearly half of the space full of waste cartons.

This office has indeed not been used for a long time.

All the cartons were covered with dust.

And there are spider webs in the corner.

Ling Feng looked around carefully and always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

He stood in front of the window on the west side and looked at the window of Xia Jian's room.

Immediately, after comparing gestures, I found that the two windows were just opposite each other.

If there is a sniper, Xia Jian will definitely die as long as he appears in front of the window.

Ling Feng followed the window and looked down.

Suddenly, at the right angle to the lower edge of the window, some brown powder was hidden.

Ling Feng squatted down, pinched his fingers a little and sniffed it. It was still the familiar smell of blood. There was no doubt that it was that kind of earth.

"It turns out that soil was thrown into Xia Jian's water cup from here, and the equipment must still be in this office..."

Ling Feng looked at the floor, then reached out and touched it, and it was unstained.

“The floor was cleaned quite clean!”

Ling Feng curled his lips, walked to the piles of cardboard boxes, and opened a few of them, which were filled with debris.

"No matter what equipment he is using, it cannot be very large. At present, it is impossible to search for one carton after another!"

Ling Feng gently stroked his chin, looked at the area of ​​the box, and then at the window.

"Why did he clean the floor so clean?"

Ling Feng pondered for a moment, then smiled slightly.

"It's more obvious if you want to cover it up!"

So Ling Feng slowly looked around the bottom edge of the carton.

Just now, Ling Feng thought that a vulgar mercenary would not clean the floor so clean for no reason, it must be to erase the traces.

What Ling Feng could think of was the traces of mercenaries walking around and box dragging.

Finally, a little trace of dragging was found at the bottom of one of the cartons.

Despite the concealment, clues remained.

Ling Feng tried to drag the cardboard box, it was very heavy.

So, it slowly opened, and it was still filled with debris.

However, Ling Feng still saw the equipment used for throwing at a glance, which was a simple nozzle with aiming equipment.

There is also a box of capsule-shaped particles, only a few left.

Ling Feng took out one, opened it and sniffed it.

As expected, it was indeed that kind of earth.

"What exactly is this soil? It can actually give birth to that eye!"

Ling Feng murmured in confusion.

Then he put away the capsules.

Just as Ling Feng was about to close the carton, a mahogany box at the bottom was the size of a palm came into view.

"So generous and so exquisite mahogany boxes are just thrown here, a pity..."

Ling Feng reached out curiously and slowly picked up the mahogany box from the debris.

"It's strange. This box is quite clean. It seems to have just been stuffed in. Could it be..."

Suddenly, Ling Feng thought of the state where the mercenary finally crawled here.

"It's not related to the things in this box, right?"

Ling Feng looked at the mahogany box carefully and weighed it gently. There was indeed something inside.

Curiosity is a mysterious and mysterious thing.
To be continued...