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The Quest for the Sacred Spring Chapter 15: Professor Owen's Research Report (1)


A few of us were analyzing a huge puzzle in the office.

The young master of the Wang family suddenly walked in with a black helmet that surrendered.

He said arrogantly: "This foreign devil is really cunning.

He asked his men to retreat, and then he wanted to take the opportunity to escape from He came in through the back door, but luckily I caught him."

Wang Puyuan picked up the teapot and threw it at him: "You loser, he's still coming in now, it doesn't matter whether you catch him or not."

Young Master Wang never expected that he would be misled by his cleverness.

When his grandfather yelled at him, his previous majesty was gone, and he squatted in a corner and smoked a cigarette alone.

Although I have never been very fond of Black Helmet, I always felt that he would not be stupid enough to throw himself into a trap.

His behavior seemed like he was being captured on purpose just to see us.

I said to him: "When the fire broke out last night, we were guests at Boss Wang's farm.

There are no less than twenty people who can testify.

We just returned to the city this morning.

I want to know what power the police have to arrest people at will." ” Black Helmet waved to me and said, "I'm sorry, Mr.

Hu.

My subordinates were negligent in their duties and fired without a clear investigation.

We were just preparing to collect evidence from you and had no intention of harming you."

I said to myself that you are really good at making up this lie.

You guys, all the old men, have had enough to eat and have nothing to do.

A large number of people camped out at the entrance of "Yiyuan Zhai" for half the night with real guns and live ammunition.

Just to have a chat with us brothers Qin Si straightened his eyes and straightened his voice and said to him: "You didn't have this attitude when you came to the store.

You searched the store and took people away.

You were very carefree."

Black Helmet knew he was in the wrong and had to explain honestly: "We were too arbitrary before.

The video tape of the fire in the museum last night has been retrieved.

You did not appear at that time.

I think it was all just a misunderstanding."

The fat man was anxious: "I misunderstood that I was chased all over the United States by you like a bastard.

After a long time, you gave me a misunderstanding.

What a beautiful thought.

If your grandson doesn't explain things clearly today, your fat grandpa told you to hold on."

Come in and go out on your back.”

Jiang Ping was trembling when he saw the American police, for fear of being betrayed by us.

It's not that I didn't think about handing him over to Black Helmet on the spot, but this is the old bastard's territory, and Jiang Ping was instigated by him to rebel.

If the old bastard wants to protect him, all of us will naturally be silenced.

The target, especially the black helmet who was on the opposite side from the beginning, I guess it won't be Fatty's turn to take action, he will be dealt with secretly by the old man.

Black Helmet didn't notice that there was an Egyptian mummy on the scene.

He unzipped his jacket and took out a package of written materials wrapped in plastic.

He said: "These are things found at the fire scene.

We have reason to believe that Professor Owen was sorting out information about stolen items."

He was killed.

The autopsy report showed that he was killed before the fire.

The method of death was the same as that of the security guard found in the warehouse the day before yesterday.

His throat was cut with a sharp weapon, probably when the fire broke out.

At two o'clock in the morning, according to the entry and exit records of that day, in addition to Professor Owen, Miss Shirey also stayed in the institute that night.

However, we found traces of a struggle at the crime scene, but did not find her body, so we can basically rule it out.

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The possibility of being killed.

But there is no news about Miss Shirey's whereabouts yet.

We can only temporarily believe that she was abducted by the murderer against her will. " Black Helmet didn't know Shiry Yang's past, so he thought that a weak woman with no strength must have been kidnapped by gangsters and taken away as a hostage under the circumstances.

But both Fatty and I understand that Shiry Yang's skills can definitely not be described in one or two sentences.

Whether it is physical fitness or tact when dealing with emergencies, they are far beyond the average person.

It is almost impossible to capture her alive and take her out of the museum smoothly.

According to my understanding of Shiry Yang, she must have been trying her best to protect Professor Owen when the crime occurred, and then chased the murderer all the way.

There was no time to contact anyone at this moment, otherwise she would at least try her best to report to me that she was safe.

After listening to Black Helmet's description, Qin Si looked worried and said: "There is no news from her for such a long time, what will happen to Miss Shiry?"

I immediately said: "She will be fine.

What we have to do now is to catch the murderer, not sit here and make random guesses.

Mr.

Robert, can you let us open this document and take a look?"

Black Helmet was hesitant at first, but the little tortoise pinched the cigarette butt, grabbed the plastic bag, and tore it apart cleanly.

Black Helmet tried to fight him, but Bald Lao punched him in the abdomen.

He lay on the ground rolling in pain.

I really couldn't stand it, so I held up the black helmet and said, "Boss Wang, he is a person who eats royal food after all.

What you are doing is really bullying."

The little bastard handed the information to his grandfather and said, "Hu Bayi, you are such a strange person.

You are on both sides of the fence.

If we hadn't taken action downstairs just now, you and your two brothers would have been killed.

A man who eats royal food has been beaten into a hornet’s nest.

Isn’t it too late to pretend to be a good person now?

Where are you on?”

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