Chapter 344: Capturing the Real Murderer (Please Vote, More to Come)

Black market, Xishan Butterfly Valley.

Chen Yan did not use too much police force to arrest the one-legged immortal.

Together with Wang Min, Tian Xuwen and Lin Gang, the four of them went to Butterfly Valley.

However, in this operation, the four of them were armed with guns and were wearing the latest bulletproof vests developed by China.

A body armor made of thin polyester fiber material.

It is about the same thickness and weight as an ordinary shirt.

When worn normally, body movements will not be affected.

Only when it encounters a collision with a high-speed object such as a bullet, will the impact surface instantly form a protective surface comparable to the protective strength of a 10 cm thick steel plate.

The disadvantage is that the same impact point can only withstand one impact.

It will then crumble and lose its protective properties.

"Brother Wang, these vests are good. Give some to our team."

Chen Yan couldn't put it down and touched the bulletproof vest on his body.

If this kind of thing could be distributed to everyone in the second team, let alone the safety when handling cases.

Even if you go to the battlefield, you won’t be afraid.

As a result, Wang Min was greeted with a blank stare.

"Team Chen," Tian Xuwen on the side grinned: "This thing is still in the experimental stage."

"The cost is very high and there is no way to mass-produce it."

"The cost is very high, how high can it be?"

"Not counting R&D expenses, the cost of material synthesis and production alone is 10 million for a body armor vest."

"So far, they are only distributed to nine detective groups, and many special operations forces do not have them."

Ten million... one piece...

Okay, the price is indeed high.

However, I don’t know if this thing is redundant.

Maybe buy two.

It should be good to at least get some self-defense for Miss Yu.

Butterfly Valley is said to be a valley, but it is actually a mountain col.

The area is not large, and the entrance to the mountain col has been blocked by a gate.

Chen Yan took out his phone and dialed the number.

Toot toot…

After a few rings, the call was connected, but there was no voice response.

Chen Yan didn't care either: "Great Immortal, I was introduced by Great Master Wang Bingkun."

"Already outside the gate."

Only then did a voice come from the microphone: "Oh, wait a minute."

five minutes later.

The door is open.

The person who opened the door was a strong man.

"The Great...Xianrang...let you...you go in...in."

The strong man spoke in a rough, slow, and somewhat incoherent voice.

Chen Yan nodded, glanced at the strong man, and walked into the door.

Wang Bingkun is the one Chen Yan has been looking for in the past two days. He is a great dancer who understands the folk customs of the black market.

Just when the detective team decided to arrest the One-legged Immortal, Chen Yan made a decision.

That is to explore the bottom first, so as not to alert the snake.

After all, the case on Mao'er Mountain was definitely not something that the One-legged Immortal could do alone.

There must be someone behind it.

So, Chen Yan contacted Wang Bingkun, and sure enough, they were all in the same circle.

According to Wang Bingkun, this one-legged immortal is the most famous god in their black market area.

However, not many people know him, so his reputation is not as great as Wang Bingkun's.

But in the eyes of insiders, the One-Horned Immortal is definitely second to none in this profession.

The mountain col is not big and has been transformed into a large yard.

The surrounding mountain walls have been carved out, and there are cave entrances at regular intervals.

Ouch...

Huge beast roars came and went one after another far behind Chen Yan and others after they entered.

A faint fishy smell came to my face.

Chen Yan frowned subconsciously.

His breath twitched slightly, and the olfactory gene lock was turned on!

Sure enough, a few familiar smells were looming.

The animals here must have appeared at the crime scene.

When Chen Yan inspected the scene for the first time, he discovered different kinds of fishy smells.

And here, Chen Yan found the source of the smell.

In addition, there is a floral fragrance in the col.

The floral fragrance that Chen Yan smelled at the crime scene of No. 37 should have come from the small yellow flowers in the mountain col.

Ten minutes later, everyone walked through the courtyard, and in front of them was a wooden house.

In front of the wooden house, an old man sat cross-legged, with a wooden stick standing next to him.

In his arms was a snow-white fox, squinting his eyes and dozing off.

A fluffy and soft tail swept around the old man.

On the tail, there is a stroke of red paint.

Make this tail more eye-catching.

Wang Min and Chen Yan looked at each other. There was a high probability that this was the fox captured by the infrared camera.

"What's going on?"

The old man's eyes did not open, his lips did not move, and the voice came from nowhere.

This move shocked everyone in Chen Yan!

Wang Min was well-informed after all, and looked at the old man: "Ventriloquism?"

Hearing Wang Min say the word ventriloquism, the old man's eyes suddenly opened and his mouth opened to speak.

"Sir actually knows ventriloquism!"

Wang Min nodded: "I know a little bit."

"I heard that mute people can't speak. Through special training and learning, they can use abdominal cavity resonance to produce sounds."

"He is indeed a man of knowledge."

The old man was no longer using ventriloquism at the moment, but his body still didn't move while sitting cross-legged.

"Dahu, pour tea for some distinguished guests."

Dahu, the strong man who just opened the door for Chen Yan, hummed in agreement, turned around and walked into the wooden house to pour tea.

"Bingkun called me just now and said that several distinguished guests were visiting."

"I don't know...what's the matter?"

When Wang Bingkun made the call, Chen Yan was by his side.

Therefore, Wang Bingkun did not tell the old man the identities of Chen Yan and others.

Just saying that I have something to ask for.

After a while, Dahu held a coarse porcelain tea bowl and poured tea for Chen Yan and others.

The tea leaves have been placed in the tea bowl. It is a yellow-green herbal tea that is curved like a snake.

Chen Yan, who has mastered the drug cognitive map, naturally knows what this is.

Shenjingcao is a wild tea plant that grows on cliffs in northern mountain forests.

It is not easy to pick. Drinking it all year round nourishes yin and kidneys, replenishes qi and strengthens bones.

The reason why Chen Yan didn't ask Wang Qiang to send detectives to arrest the one-legged immortal was because he was afraid of accidents.

On the other hand, it is to go to the site and see it for yourself.

Some of the subtle clues Chen Yan found at the crime scene were indeed verified here.

Animal odors were found at several locations, as well as a fox in the video.

All proved that this one-legged immortal was the murderer.

"I originally wanted to come to this old gentleman to ask for help on how to achieve great liberation and freedom."

Chen Yan picked up the tea cup and smelled it gently. It smelled of pure kidney essence grass, without any illicit ingredients.

"But... I think it's better to forget it."

never mind?

The old man thought that Wang Min, who had seen through his ventriloquism, was the leader.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yan, the youngest among them all, was the leader.

"Young man, why forget it?"

"Because you will be behind bars yourself."

"How can a murderer who is about to go to jail or even be shot be given guidance from me?"

Um?

The old man's face suddenly froze.

"伱...you..."

"One-legged immortal, right?" Chen Yan put down the thick tea bowl in his hand: "You guessed it right, we are the police!"

A magic stick is a magic stick after all.

When the mystery of self-righteousness is gone, what remains is the most primitive cowardice in human nature.

The Black Market Detective Team was not brought back.

Chen Yan interrogated the one-horned immortal on the spot.

The process is relatively simple, but Dahu, the strong man, is a little troublesome.

But it only made Chen Yan waste more time and effort.

Although he is big and strong, there is no match for Chen Yan who is proficient in fighting skills.

In just two rounds, he fell to pieces.

Lin Gang had already been handcuffed and pushed to the ground.

"May I have your name."

"I...I don't have a name..."