Without giving Xiao He any time to think, the moment that penetrating chill ran down his spine, Xiao He caught a glimpse of the butcher knife on the chopping board beside him.
At the same time, his body unleashed unprecedented potential. Xiao He rolled away on the spot, dodging the opponent's sneak attack, and firmly gripped the knife—
With a backhand wrist twist and a horizontal slash of the blade, Xiao He unleashed his innate skills. His movements were fluid and without hesitation, and he used almost all his strength in the swing of his blade.
"ah--"
With a muffled cry of pain, Xiao He felt some liquid splash onto his body.
But he didn't have time to look down. Instead, he continued to twist his wrist, the blade upright, his gaze coldly fixed on the person who had returned. The pig-slaughtering knife that Li Zhicheng had carefully sharpened was now emitting a chilling silver light in the darkness.
The man in the darkness gasped for breath in suppressed pain, clearly having been seriously injured in the counterattack. He stared intently at Xiao He through the pitch-black space, while Xiao He remained silent, raising his knife to express his stance.
The sound of sirens blared overhead, gradually growing into a real police siren, and the two fell into a silent standoff.
In the end, the person opposite did not dare to test the power of Xiao He's butcher knife again and turned to flee.
Xiao He, however, did not feel joy because of this.
Perhaps it was the power of his criminal genius, or perhaps it was just psychological, but at this moment his mind was extremely calm and his thoughts were exceptionally clear.
It was very dark there, and he was fully armed, so the other party couldn't see his face and couldn't confirm his identity.
The only one who could possibly expose him is Li Zhicheng!
Xiao He turned on his phone again and shone it on Li Zhicheng. The wicked man was lying quietly on the ground, his eyes wide open, his expression contorted in pain, and he had already stopped breathing.
Xiao He clicked his tongue lightly.
It's too good for him to die like that.
A guy like that should take his own trial bullet in prison.
Xiao He squatted down, picked up Li Zhicheng's phone with his gloved hand, and began to browse through it.
Sure enough, Li Zhicheng's phone album contained a large number of photos of Li Hanyue.
Those photos were almost all taken by Li Zhicheng on set, with very tricky angles, and there were also many short videos that were only a few seconds long.
It seems that the other party's initial target was indeed Li Hanyue.
"Buzzing—"
Just as Xiao He was about to continue checking the contents of his phone, a call suddenly came in.
Looking at the unknown caller ID, Xiao He frowned slightly but did not answer it.
Who would be making the call at this time?
Why did Li Zhicheng's accomplices want to kill him?
How was Li Zhicheng, a fugitive who had been on the run for many years, able to steal Li Hanyue's account?
What secrets does Li Zhicheng still hold?
Xiao He stood there in thought for a moment, until the other party hung up the phone, then he carefully put the phone back.
What should you do if you encounter difficulties?
It's naturally best to hand it over to the police!
He wasn't about to get involved in this mess any further...
After making this decision, Xiao He used his hacking skills to remove all content related to Li Zhicheng's invitation to the bar, and then continued to send instructions to the bar upstairs, luring many people in the bar to the basement under the pretext of "mysterious activities".
Most of the people in the bar were young, curious, and had been drinking. With so many people around, they were bold and actually went downstairs to check out the "mysterious activity."
Immediately afterwards, someone discovered the crime scene, and was so shocked that they sobered up instantly and screamed—
"Ahhh!"
Accompanied by screams, police cars with flashing lights finally arrived at the scene. Unfortunately, the crime scene had been completely destroyed by the group of drunken young people. The dusty ground was covered with various footprints from their panic. Xiao He, who was hiding in the crowd, carefully pulled up his hood and quickly left the place under the cover of night.
All that remained at the scene was a mess and a gradually cooling corpse...
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