Ghost Hand's face was black. Since it fell into the hands of the criminal police team, his face has not been white. He has been locked in the dark interrogation room for three days, Ghost Hand still closed his teeth and said nothing.

German letter papers were translated. This is the letter paper of Ghost Stanhart and a German named Zelph. Gerff is like Ghost Hand's apprentice. Through letter papers, Ghost Hand exchanges experience in counterfeiting cultural relics. Ghost Hand is good at counterfeiting bronzes and metal statues, and it seems that there is a counterfeiting base in Germany.

The letter also mentioned that a certain artwork was returned to China in a certain way in a certain way, and even the buyer's name was written very clearly. There were seven or eight conclusive incidents written on the letter paper, and several of them were identified by domestic artists as national treasures.

With the hot market transactions in recent years, cultural and artworks have increased little by little. Some cultural relics have begun to flow back to China, including some bronzes.

Chinese culture has been passed down for thousands of years. There was once the Silk Road connecting foreign countries. Later, the cargo of ships opened for ocean trade. Not only foreign artworks entered China, but also Chinese artworks also appeared in the world. Later, they were closed to the country, and a hundred years of vicissitudes were also humiliation for a hundred years. At that time, Chinese artworks went out in ships, accompanied by cede land and compensation, and were accompanied by humiliation.

Then the sun and the moon changed into a new sky, and China became a world-wide populous country. With the reform and opening up, the country was rich and the people were strong. Not only did the country prosper, but the financial resources were also not underestimated. So some patriotic businessmen began to buy cultural relics abroad, and the cultural relics that had been humiliated abroad returned to their hometowns.

Of course, they were also loved by those who were interested. They began to fake and earn high profits in this way. They gradually became a transnational fraud organization. They not only cheated Chinese people but also foreigners. As long as they wanted to be artful, they would cheat them if they invested in art.

Han Feifei's face was full of joy. Unexpectedly, she just accompanied Xuan Qi to find the wheels, but eventually caught such a big fish. Thinking about the multinational fraud group, this name alone made her excited. The little policewoman hoped to follow the clues and continue to follow up, but she didn't speak.

The other three people cooperated very well, but they had not known Ghost Hand for a long time and could not tell that they were Chou Yin. So if they wanted to catch the trace of this fake group, they had to let Ghost Hand speak in person.

He used all the methods he could use, and even used lie detection and hypnosis. As a result, the ghost hand was just holding on and saying nothing, which made Han Feifei anxious.

Han Feifei was anxious, but the old criminal investigation was not in a hurry. He continued to detain the ghost hand and still interrogated for 24 hours. Even if he was just a stubborn stone, he could use water drops to drip it through.

The incandescent lamp was hung high in the interrogation room, and the ghost hand was cowed on the iron bench. Because he knew the ability of the ghost hand, he not only put shackles and handcuffs on him, but also used a cow tendon rope to help his legs.

The ghost hand was like a stubborn stone, with empty eyes and a blank expression on the bench. He was persisting, as if nothing was worth waiting for.

The situation was in a deadlock, and no one could do anything to use the ghost hand. Han Feifei, who was in a hot heart, was anxiously circling around the office. She obviously caught a big fish, but the fish just didn't spit. What should I do? What should I do? Han Feifei suddenly had an idea, her pretty face flushed, she took out her cell phone and pressed the number.

There is a tea restaurant diagonally opposite the criminal police team. In the afternoon, the setting sun passed through the glass window. Han Feifei asked for a chicken leg rice and was eating it voraciously. The high-intensity work of the criminal police team had long tempered the girl into a tomboy. Although she still had a soft and weak appearance, her soul had long turned into another.

The door of the tea restaurant was pushed open, and the doorbell on it jingled. Xuan Qi saw Han Feifei gurgling with her cheeks and holding chicken legs in her hands. Xuan Qi smiled and took off her windbreaker and sat opposite Han Feifei.

Han Feifei didn't expect that Xuan Qi would come so quickly. She looked stunned and forgot to chew in her mouth. She looked at Xuan Qi stupidly with big eyes, which were clearly black and white.

"Eat quickly." Xuan Qi smiled gently and reached out to take the rice grains from the corner of Han Feifei's mouth: "I didn't expect you to be thin and small, and you have such a big stomach."

Han Feifei tried hard to swallow the food in her mouth, her face turned red, as if she had done something very embarrassing. She put down the chicken legs and used a small spoon to dig out rice like a little girl. She chewed it in small mouthfuls, and her mouth became a little sore.

"Eat quickly and eat the same as usual." Xuan Qi seemed to notice something, and his eyes that could see through people's hearts looked Han Feifei up and down: "Is it because of the ghost hand that you asked me to come?"

"Yes." When Han Feifei heard Xuan Qi talking about work, she returned to her true nature. Her eyes were flickering like a light bulb, chewing rice in big mouthfuls, and talking loudly that the case was no different from the man.

Xuan Qi narrowed his eyes and unexpectedly, Ghost Hand was actually in contact with the International Falsification Group, which was completely beyond Xuan Qi's expectations.

Just as the two were hiding in the tea restaurant to talk about the case, a white Jinbei van turned from the highway and quietly drove into the criminal police team. In the narrow carriage were dozens of tall men, wearing bulletproof vests, velvet heads, holding assault rifles in their hands, as if they were calm and bloodthirsty like leopards.

"Where did the car come from? Stop and stop?" The old man in the doorkeeper saw the unlicensed Jinbei and wanted to look inside. He immediately walked out of the gatehouse and started driving the Jinbei van.

The black car window swayed down, and a small pistol with a muffler stretched out from the car window, and a puff of it ended a life.

A short Nanyue language sounded in the carriage: "Young men, start taking action. Discover the target and rescue the target. If it doesn't work, execute the target. GOGOGOGO"

As the car door opened, the strong men carrying live ammunition rushed out. They held submachine guns equipped with mufflers in their arms, like hungry wolves, and were tragic in the criminal police team.

Xuan Qi was still thinking about how to make the ghost hand spit, but suddenly his nose moved uncontrollably. He smelled the rich blood, looked up and looked at it casually, and his expression immediately changed drastically. The criminal police team, which was just as righteous as he was now full of murderous intent.

The red blood energy filled the sky above the criminal police team. The black god of killing had condensed and was holding a long knife to harvest the fragile life below.

Xuan Qi's body did not move, and suddenly felt a wisp of evil fate in the void entangled around him. This made Xuan Qi a little confused. He was not killed by himself, so why did he come to him?

The old man saw Xuan Qi's doubts and couldn't help but say, "It was because of you that the Ghost Hand was sent to the Criminal Police Team, so this disaster is also related to you. If there were no cause you sown, such a result would not be born in the Criminal Police Team."

"Sister" Xuan Qi didn't expect that it was like this. Since the matter was caused by himself, it would be up to him to end. Xuan Qi stood up silently and took out the gun from his waist.

"What?" Han Feifei was surprised. She also knew that Xuan Qi had a gun, but she didn't know what Xuan Qi did with the gun?

Xuan Qi looked at Han Feifei and said, "Now you stay here and don't go anywhere. Then contact your father, Bai Zhanqi, and said something happened to the criminal police team."

"What happened?" Han Feifei couldn't figure out that everything was fine when she came out, but why did something happen again now? Looking at Xuan Qi's cautious look, it seemed that something really happened.

Xuan Qi picked up the windbreaker and put it on her body, and said seriously to Han Feifei: "Let them come quickly, otherwise the situation will be out of control."

Unable to control the situation? Han Feifei was even more stunned. She misunderstood what Xuan Qi meant. Xuan Qi's so-called inability to control the situation was because he was afraid that passers-by would accidentally join the criminal police team and find such a tragedy, and could not hide it. Han Feifei thought that the ghost hand held in the criminal police team was a wild Ultraman, and now Ultraman is gone wild

So Han Feifei stood up, pulled out the gun, and said to Xuan Qi: "I'll be with you."

Xuan Qi shrugged: "Your task is to stay here and ask someone to support me, don't cause trouble with me

"You..." The proud little girl had aggrieved eyes, and there were crystal tears in her. Unexpectedly, in Xuan Qi's eyes, she could only cause trouble.

Xuan Qi didn't have time to explain that if he rushed there for one more minute, he might save one more person and he would have less sins. Xuan Qi pushed open the glass door and walked quickly towards the criminal police team across the street.

The city still operates at its own pace, and there is no inappropriateness. The bandits are well-equipped and have mufflers on their guns, as if they have long known about the floor plan of the criminal police team, and move forward quickly and kill all possible factors that may cause accidents.

When an industry can form a huge chain of interests and operate for a long time, a small group of people dare to despise everything, and they don’t mind destroying all the unfavorable factors that stand in front of them.

So this time they not only hired troops to support them, but also issued a killing order to kill them. They killed all the insiders, but also burned all the archives, which was somewhat of a stolen bell.

Wu Zheng and a group of subordinates were studying the case in the conference room. Suddenly he heard a puff sound, and then smelled a strong smell of blood. After going to the battlefield, he had unprecedented alertness and squatted on the ground and shouted to everyone: "Be careful to hide each other." As he said that, he pulled out the gun from his armpit and opened the insurance with his thumb down.

I have been comfortable for too long, and not everyone is alert. Some obedient Yu Jing learned from Wu Zheng's appearance and all shrank in a hidden place. He looked at Wu Zheng in surprise before he could speak, and the muffled sound of the sound of silence sounded in his ears. The colleague who was still alive just now was beaten into a bloody man. The blood fluttered in the neat conference room and became extremely messy.

Wu Zheng's eyes widened, his body trembled, he held the gun in his hands and pulled the trigger towards the door, and the gun rang out.
Chapter completed!