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"The Vipers? Those low-life niggers?"

Kingpin listened to the report of his men, with a surprised expression on his fat face, because in Kingpin's impression, the Viper Gang, which is composed entirely of black men, is the weakest gang in Hell's Kitchen, and is usually even beaten by other gangs. Is it hard to collect protection fees now?Simply incredible!

"Yes, boss, the recent heavy weapons deals in Hell's Kitchen are all led by the Viper Gang. They seem to be hoarding weapons and want to make a big deal."

"Hahahaha, these niggas have no brains. They don't really think that with a few guns, they can become the king of New York, do they? Let's not talk about me, even the New York Police Department will not agree to it. , but if you dare to break my rules, you will have to pay the price, go and call Bullseye over."

Soon Kingpin's number one killer, Bullseye, came to Kingpin's office with murderous intent.

"After destroying everyone in the Viper Gang, I want all the forces in Hell's Kitchen to understand one thing. Everyone must abide by the rules I set. Anyone who dares to challenge my authority will only die!"

"Hehehe, if I take action, none of them will be able to escape. Doesn't that matter?"

Kingpin smiled coldly.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a gang of niggas. If they are destroyed, they will be destroyed."

Bullseye said nothing more, turned around and left.

At the same time, Agent Beckett, who had recovered from health, returned to work. As a result, a murder occurred on the first day of work.

"Harvey, how are you feeling? In fact, you can take a few days off."

Ryan had just asked someone about the situation when he saw his partner Harvey rummaging through the trash can. Rifling through the trash can was a basic operation of their homicide team. Often the victim's wallet would be thrown into the trash can near the murder scene. inside, and the various documents in the wallet are important clues to determine the identity of the victim.

"I'm fine, I even feel like I have endless energy."

Harvey flexed his arms, showing off his muscular biceps, as Beckett and Cassel arrived.

Ryan and Harvey walked over and reported the existing clues.

"The deceased was a peripheral member of the Viper Gang. His usual job was to collect protection fees and occasionally engage in some big leaf trading."

"So, this is a drug dealer? But is it necessary for drug dealers to kill in this way?"

The corpse in front of him felt a bit scary even for Beckett, who often appeared at murder scenes.

They saw that the body was tied to a chair with iron wire. Due to excessive force, the iron wire had been cut into the flesh and became bloody.

"Renee, what is his fatal wound?"

"The fatal wound was easy to find. It was the shot in the middle of the forehead. However, he was almost close to death before he was shot. The murderer probably added this shot to make sure everything was safe."

Forensic doctor Renee opened the victim's tattered coat and pointed to the wounds inside.

"Knife wounds, electric shocks, sulfuric acid corrosion, in addition to these, I also found a lot of scratches in the mouth of the corpse. Although more detailed information will not be known until an autopsy, my guess is that the murderer should have used nails or blades. Something sharp like that was forced into his esophagus."

"Wow~~ This is too cruel, isn't it? What kind of hatred or resentment do you have, and you actually used so many cruel methods to torture the other party? Is it the hatred of killing a son or the hatred of taking away his wife?"

Cassel was used to saying dirty things, but although his words were a bit irritating, the truth was very correct.

"Yeah, no matter how big the hatred is, logically speaking, you won't use so many methods... This is not a vendetta, it's an interrogation!"

"It's an interrogation!!"

Beckett and Cassel came to this conclusion almost at the same time. Similar interactions between the two have happened many times, and Renee and others have long been accustomed to it.

"Speaking of interrogation, maybe that's the case. I found a lot of signs of turning over in the house. The murderer must be looking for something, and it's unlikely to be Big Leaf."

Ryan's words confirmed the speculation of the interrogation. Beckett squatted in front of the body and looked at the other person carefully.

"It's just Da Ye, there is no need to spend so much effort, and the murderer shot his head in the last shot, so he obviously got the answer he wanted. Harvey, you and Ryan go investigate the relationship between the deceased and check it out What exactly did he do? Cassell, you and I come back to the bureau to check the latest developments of the Viper Gang. I feel that the murderer’s target is not just as simple as a younger brother of the Viper Gang."

As a detective, Beckett handled everything at the scene excellently.

After returning to the police station, she efficiently mobilized everyone in her team to investigate the case.

This time of work ended in the evening. I used to rub my temples to relieve my tired spirit, but this time Beckett was slightly stunned.

I shook my neck. In the past, when I had been working as a copywriter for so long, my neck would definitely rattle. But this time, not only was there nothing wrong with it, but it felt like I had just had a massage. I felt refreshed and without any pain or numbness.

"You feel it too?"

He turned to look at Cassel and found that he was staring at him with bright eyes.

"Feel what?"

"Stamina and body. To be honest, due to writing, I actually have a problem with my waist. After sitting for an hour, I have to stand up and move around, otherwise I will get back pain. But today, I sat for half a day, and my waist didn't react at all. No, not only that, I feel that my mental state today is better than ever before, I just dreamed back to the state of being 18 years old!"

"Of course, my mental age will always be 18. I'm not old yet, you know."

Beckett rolled her eyes at the other person. She had long been accustomed to Cassel's narcissistic character and didn't care about it. However, she did feel the physical condition the other person mentioned.

"Could it be related to that sword?! According to Wu, he is a cultivator of immortals. I checked the information. The so-called immortals are a kind of extraordinary existence in Eastern mythology. Their status is comparable to the angels here. Immortal cultivators are those who strive to become immortals through cultivation."

"What do you want to say, Cassel? We have become immortal cultivators too? Stop joking."

Beckett has always been a materialist. If she hadn't seen Wu Tian's power with her own eyes, she wouldn't even want to understand the word immortal cultivator.

"How could this be a joke? If Wu's words did not deceive us, then in theory, anyone has the possibility to become an immortal cultivator. This kind of thing is different from superpowers. It is acquired. That Qingfeng Sword is a kind of Immortal magic, we not only have close contact with it, but also have blood exchange with it. If the Qingfeng Sword is regarded as a kind of extraordinary energy, then this energy has obviously entered our bodies."

Beckett's face changed a little. Although she still felt that this matter was a bit unreliable, her body's abnormal reaction still made her feel like she had to believe it.

Just then, Ryan and Harvey return, and they make a big discovery.

"What?! The buyer behind the batch of arms we found before was the Viper Gang? In other words, the reason why the man was killed today was because someone was asking for the identity of the arms buyer?!"

Beckett quickly pulled out the files on the previous arms case and began to compare and screen them, while Cassel looked at Ryan and Harvey.

"Brothers, do you feel unusually energetic today? As if you have endless energy?"

"Huh? Are you like this, Cassel? We won't be poisoned by corpse poison, right?"