"Fuck!"

Bang~!

"Ahhhh!"

The soul of the man hiding under the bed was gone. His body jumped suddenly and his head hit the bed board hard. The pain caused him to hold his head and roll under the bed, screaming miserably as he rolled...

Qi Yi climbed onto the bed, changed the direction and stretched out his head. He hooked his neck downwards and put his head on the ground, looking straight at the man. The muzzle of the gun was hidden against the bed board and pointed at him from a distance.

The man finally took a breath and looked towards the door again, but there was no trace of him from before.

"Disappeared...disappeared?" He breathed a sigh of relief, and then he thought again with horror: "Where did it go? Where did that thing go? What on earth is it? Is this building haunted?"

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his heart was completely in knots.

After staring at him for a long time, Qi Yi decided to give him a hint and tapped the bed board lightly with his pistol.

Boom, boom, boom.

Hearing the noise, the man froze. After several seconds, he turned his head inch by inch and saw an upside-down head, with eyes at the bottom and mouth at the top...

Before he could even scream, the man rolled his eyes and passed out.

Qi Yi blinked subconsciously.

Faint?

Am I so timid? Or am I that scary?

Qi Yi took off his simple mask, pulled out his telescopic baton, reached under the bed and poked the man's face. The man didn't move, he really fainted.

Pulling him out and pulling him to the bedside, Qi Yi took out the handcuffs and put them around a pillar of the fence, then cuffed his hands with a click.

His breathing was steady and there were no signs of exhaustion. He probably wasn't frightened, but just triggered his self-protection mechanism.

Qi Yi planned to understand the situation first, so he used the muzzle of his gun to pry open his mouth and push it hard into the depths of his mouth.

There was a foreign object in his mouth, and the base of his tongue was violently pressed down. The man woke up instantly and retched in horror.

"If you don't want to die, just be quiet." Qi Yi retreated slightly with his pistol.

When the man saw the gun in his mouth, his cross-eyed eyes bulged out, and dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I'm asking you to answer, do you understand?"

"Uh... uh uh uh! Brother, would you please put down the gun?"

"No." Qi Yi refused bluntly: "Honestly, how many people do you have?"

"Three...three!"

"Where are they hiding?"

"I...I'm not qualified!"

"You're still not honest. It seems you don't want to live anymore." Qi Yi put a little force on his hand.

"Big brother, big brother! I was so unworthy of wisdom!"

"Okay, let me change the question, who sent you here?"

Hearing this question, the man was obviously confused: "Huh?"

"Ah what? Say it quickly!" Qi Yi's gun extended further.

"Brother! Please stop teasing me!" The man almost burst into tears: "Didn't you call us here?"

"Me?" Qi Yi guessed that it was the impostor who was causing trouble again, and said surreptitiously: "So that's it...it's really haunting, and I can't live even if I die."

Hearing this, the man was frightened and cried: "Dead...dead? No, brother, are you a human or a ghost?"

"Stop blabbering." Qi Yi pushed his gun inward a little more.

"Yeah!" The man was forced to retching.

"What's the purpose of calling you here?" Qi Yi's eyes were fierce.

"Looking for something!" the man said hurriedly: "PHS, he said it might be hidden in a very hidden place. Let us look through it, but don't mess up the house."

After questioning for a while, Qi Yi roughly knew the situation. The three people who broke into the villa were all habitual thieves, and their skills were pretty good. I don't know why they were found by counterfeiters. They were asked to steal a PHS, but they didn't know anything more specific.

Got it. Qi Yi guessed that the PHS was used by Yan Xinxiao to communicate with his upline, which was quite crucial evidence, but he didn’t know what the counterfeiter wanted it to do.

Qi Yi thought about the corpse footprints in the master bedroom and living room again: "Did you hear anything when you touched things?"

"Listen...I heard it," the man said, "I saw a vague shadow, only as high as my knees. It was very smelly and scary. I was scared.

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, I heard footsteps downstairs again, and hurriedly hid in the closet... Brother, are you a human or a ghost?"

Qi Yi didn't want to pay attention to him and had no intention of questioning him carefully for the time being: "Stay here and watch your mouth, understand?"

The man nodded repeatedly.

Qi Yi pulled out the barrel of the gun, followed Lao Chi's example and raised his hand to hit the man on the back of the neck. He didn't knock him unconscious for a moment, and the man looked at him aggrievedly.

Qi Yi took a deep breath and knocked hard again. The man still didn't faint. Qi Yi decided to give up and simply took out a light bulb from the bedside table and stuffed it into his mouth to make sure he couldn't scream. Then he grabbed the corner of his clothes.

After wiping the saliva off the gun, he turned around and walked out of the second bedroom, heading towards the third floor.

Qi Yi planned to capture the other two first, and then torture them...oh no, interrogate them.

On the third floor, Qi Yi put on a simple mask and moved slowly with a flashlight. From time to time, he used the lotus head of the flashlight to scrape the walls and knock on the doors and windows, making bursts of heart-wrenching noises.

Under the huge pressure, the thief hiding on this floor couldn't hold back anymore and made an extremely slight noise, which was caught by the keen Qi Yi.

He quickly walked to the bathroom, grabbed the door handle and pressed it twice, but found that it couldn't be pushed and was locked.

Qi Yi didn't notice this kind of plastic door. He raised his foot to kick it open. He kicked the door open with three kicks. He quickly took two steps back and raised the gun with his right hand.

A strong man with red eyes rushed out of the bathroom, holding a kitchen knife in both hands, and rushed to the muzzle of the gun.

Looking at the gun so close at hand and seeing the weird mask on Qi Yi's face, the strong man stiffened and his pants were all wet.

Bang!

The kitchen knife fell to the ground, and the strong man knelt on the ground with a plop: "Brother, spare my life!"

Qi Yi pointed his gun at him condescendingly and said, "Take off your pants."

Strong man:???

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