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Chapter 123 Master, Master

The damn flower-picking thief actually escaped from under his nose.

But Shangguan Qianyu was puzzled that the man was dead, so why did the flower-picking thief come back?

See his masterpiece?

Are you looking for his cruel sense of accomplishment in the pain of the victim's family? Shangguan Qianyu waved his palms hatefully and patted them on the ground. The wind sounded four times on the ground, and the surrounding air condensed.

He gritted his teeth and turned around and left unwillingly.

After Shangguan Qianyu left, a figure walked out of the alley to the right.

Yan Qingrui was scared and sweated coldly just now. She didn't expect that the person she was following was so good. If she hadn't had her terrain familiar enough, she would have been caught up.

Fortunately, she set up a suspicion array and stayed in the most dangerous place.

The so-called darkness under the lamp is like this. The man chased after him and completely lost her trace in the maze she set. At that time, when he slapped the ground with his palm, he was just facing Yan Qingrui's direction.

Seeing the whirlwind brought by the fist and the condensation of the surrounding air dust, Yan Qingrui unconsciously shrank her neck. Expert, if you face this person head-on in the future, you must be very careful.

Some people in the government have such skills and are pursuing the case of flower-picking thieves. Why can't the murderer be arrested?

Not only that, this afternoon, Jingzhao Yin Ma Chunsheng even issued an announcement, and those who provided the news would reward 100 taels of silver, those who knew the identity of the flower picking thief would reward 100 taels of silver. Those who arrested the case would reward 5000 taels of silver. Including the announcements of the three wealthy businessmen before, this would be a reward of 15000 taels of silver.

Yan Qingrui didn't know that there was another garrison daughter who was also injured, nor did she know that the person chasing her was Shangguan Qianyu. Of course, even if she knew, she would hide her tracks even more.

I have already read the place I need to find out. If you want to find this flower picker, you have to find another way.

However, Yan Qingrui was not in a hurry to go back. At this time, she just took a walk around casually.

The flower-picking thief appeared at night. Judging from the time of Ms. Gong's murder, it was the time for the flower-picking thief to go out to the victim's house.

If she encounters the lucky one and happens to meet the flower-picking thief, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

Although I also knew that this idea was too naive, Yan Qingrui was an optimistic person. She did not refuse to do it because of her naive ideas. Looking for a man with unknown identity, unknown appearance, and unknown age in such a large place in Beijing is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Yan Qingrui walked through the streets and alleys in the night. The color of her clothes was dark. While walking, she deliberately avoided places that might expose her figure. With the protection of shadows, walls, trees, etc., she was really like a ghost.

This is all due to her treacherous training in the 20th century. Thinking about the fact that in order to steal the ring she carried with her, she followed the person for three days, almost close to her body. With the help of her blind spot in her sight, she was only two meters away from the person when she followed her. The person failed to exist, allowing her to steal the ring smoothly.

It took only a long time to turn around, and apart from the update, I didn't see anyone else.

Yan Qingrui was a little disappointed. It seemed that the idea of ​​a great fortune could be achieved, but it was not that easy to really gain something.
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