The investigation in the hotel is still continuing, and the targets that are being questioned are all disciples of Anliang Hall.

Those who were close to the traitor, regardless of whether there were any problems or not, were all imprisoned in a concentrated manner.

While the blockade on the first floor was not over, Chen Yuting and her two entourages could not return to the room, Fang Buwei thought of going to take a look in person.

In order to get Situ Meitang to agree, Fang Buwei said nothing about it...

The car that took him to the hospital went around the street and quietly returned to the back door of the hotel.

Several disciples carried Fang Buwei out of the car and replaced the stretcher with a wheelchair.

In addition, there is a bearded American doctor following behind.

"Lao Jiu, are you okay?" Li Zaiyi asked worriedly.

Although the injury is not serious and only hurts the bones, if you cannot recover well, you may also leave hidden injuries.

"The doctor follows right behind me, what's there to worry about?"

Fang Buwei replied.

If Situ Longtou hadn't insisted, he wouldn't even ask for a doctor.

But Fang Buwei also knew that it would be nice if the old man didn't let him tie him to the hospital.

If Huang Sande had not persuaded him that he would have to leave it to professionals to do it, how could Situ Meitang agree that Fang Buwei would return to the hotel with his injuries?

But everyone knows that you can only make a blacksmith while it is hot. If the assassin is not eliminated and all the spies inside are not pulled out, there will be no peace in Anliangtang.

"If it weren't for you today, I would have been on the spot!" the old man sighed.

The assassin on the pillar had climbed to a height of two feet. If he fired, he could hit him.

There is also the one on the ceiling. If Fang Buwei had planted it in one second at night, the Hongmen at this time might have begun to prepare for his funeral.

"You are polite to the Lord of the Mountain, it's all my responsibility!" Fang Buwei lay down and hugged his fists.

The old man naturally knows how to do it if he saves his life.

After a few words, Situ Meitang ordered Li Zaiyi and Chen Fengshi to carry Fang Buwei upstairs.

Fang Buwei insisted on searching, which actually meant a bit on a whim.

He always felt intuition about Chen Yuting's problem, and that female bodyguard was likely to be a Japanese spy.

Not just because of that bottle of perfume.

Zhang Yonghe was carried out of the toilet. It took almost ten minutes before Chen Yuting's bodyguard came out of it, but Fang Buwei did not see when she entered.

It only means that before Zhang Yonghe fainted, she was in the bathroom.

Of course, women have to be more troublesome, not to mention ten minutes, more than half an hour.

Fang Buwei suspected that she was the one who took the photo.

Because she went there again before the second search of the toilet, but this time it was very fast, up to three minutes.

Fang Buwei made this conclusion that the person who secretly took photos of the red book was forced to destroy the evidence, but he really found the camera in the toilet.

This makes sense.

The assassin was stunned by Zhang Yonghe and was not sure if anyone found out that Zhang Yonghe fainted, Situ Meitang would immediately arrange for someone to search the men's toilet. The best way was naturally to hand over the red book to the female bodyguard and let him take photos in the women's toilet.

There was a third time when Fang Bubu pretended to identify Zhang Yonghe. When he found that the traitor was secretly observing, he only saw Chen Yuting and the maid, but did not find the bodyguard.

Fang Buwei suspected that the female bodyguard was likely to be with the assassin at that time, and the discussion was nothing more than how to escape or how to assassinate.

But these are Fang Buwei's speculations and are not particularly tenable, so he came to search.

"Why do you suspect Miss Chen?" Chen Fengshi asked in confusion, "Look at her being gentle and delicate, she is so delicate, she looks like an assassin?"

Fang Buwei sneered.

Are there fewer famous female assassins in history?

If it were Li Mingxiang's identity, Chen Fengshi would be so shocked that he wanted to hit the wall.

"Why don't you go and ask the uncle?" Fang Buwei asked with a smile.

"You kid still holds a grudge?" Chen Fengshi said in surprise, "Isn't it just that I haven't listened to your instructions before..."

Fang Buwei was lazy to argue with him.

The room was quite neat, and it seemed that Li Zaiyi had not done much in searching before.

"Search carefully, don't let go of a strand of hair!" Fang Buwei explained.

Several disciples walked into the room, turned on flashlights, and checked inch by inch.

This was carefully selected by Li Zaiyi and Chen Fengshi from each hall. Although it is not very professional, it is better to be careful.

A few minutes later, a disciple came to report with a syringe and a box of feather arrows.

"I have seen this thing before!" Li Jieyi said.

There is indeed a distance that guests are not allowed to bring weapons to the venue, but it refers to hot weapons such as pistols and grenades, and cold weapons are not listed here.

What's more, it is this hidden weapon that does not cause much lethality.

Fang Buwei took the syringe and glanced at it.

There is a small reed clamp at the top of the syringe, which can be removed at any time.

The design is very clever, and it can be blown and ejected.

Fang Buwei put down the syringe and picked up the box of feather arrows again.

There are about twenty pieces, about half an inch long and short, slightly thicker than the embroidery needle and heavier than the average blowing needle.

Fang Buwei put one end of the needle under his tongue and licked it.

Li Zaiyi and Chen Fengshi were confused when they saw it.

"You are crazy, what if you have poisoned it?" Li Zaiyi asked angrily.

Fang Buwei also thought that the feather arrow had been poisoned, but the system did not respond, which means he guessed wrongly.

Shouldn't it?

If you don’t temper poison, what’s the use of such a hidden weapon?

At most, you can only pierce a small eye on the human body, and even blood won't flow much.

"Flashlight!" Fang Buwei stretched out his hand.

The lights in the room were a little dim, and he didn't see it very clearly.

Li Zaiyi handed him a flashlight.

Fang Buwei turned on the flashlight and placed the feather arrow under the light.

The needle tip is solid, but at a point above the needle tip, there seem to be two dark spots.

Fang Buwei picked up another feather arrow and stabbed the dark spot with a needle.

The dark spot was pierced, and a drop of light yellow liquid oozed out.

"Is there really venom hidden?" Chen Fengshi exclaimed.

Before his voice could fall, his eyes suddenly widened.

Fang Buwei actually stuck out his tongue again and licked the needle.

Not only did I lick, but I also sucked it, and sucked my tongue.

Pure sudden is looking for death...

But it's too late to stop it.

Li Zaiyi was trembling in shock, and she really wanted to cover Fang Buwei's face with a slap.

"Don't worry, I can't die!" Fang Buwei smiled, "I met a strange person when I was a child. I have been tempered for three years. Now I am immune to all poisons..."

Are you fooling around?

Li Zaiyi and Chen Fengshi were all black-faced.

Fang Buwei put down the feather arrow and laughed twice again.

Finally, evidence of Chen Yuting's connection with the assassin was found.

Don’t you know that my brother is a humanoid biochemical meter?

The ingredients of the poisonous night on the feather arrow are exactly the same as those on the poisonous bullets fed by the assassin.

Cyanide, Acacia bean protein...

All are the best things that are blood-sealed.

Spy Hunting Shadow
Chapter completed!