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Chapter 264 Could It Be Mine
Qilan took the risk of being watched by plainclothes all the time, and carefully walked around outside the Zhu family's mansion three times.

It will be daylight soon.

Apart from picking up a pair of Zhu Juanjuan's slippers, he didn't see any more valuable clues.

Just about to walk back, Qilan suddenly caught a glimpse of a series of faint paw prints on the side of the road.

"This small footprint is so familiar"

The appearance of the little white dog appeared in his mind, and he felt a little more worried.

Ever since I left the small inn where I was staying to make pastries at the Huaxia Hotel before dawn, I never went back.

Will the little white dog run away by himself in that inn?
Qilan desperately hopes that it can run away, it can go anywhere, as long as it lives.

Staying there, I am afraid that the owner and the boy of the inn will make braised dog meat and eat it.

Just as he was engrossed in his thoughts, he didn't hear the sound of car horns clearly coming from not far behind him.

The horn sounded louder and louder.

A young man called out impatiently:

"Hey, the people in front don't get in the way!"

"Did you hear me? I said your ears are not sick. The horn has rang for so many times and still doesn't move!"

After roaring several times, Qilan heard what he was saying.

"I heard it, let it go."

Without turning around, he raised his foot and dodged to the side of the road, giving way.

Who is in the car and where they are going has a fart relationship with me.

But God insisted that he meddle in this business.

All I could hear was the car roaring past, without turning, crawling like a cat at the gate of Zhu's house.

Qilan couldn't help becoming vigilant, afraid that someone would come to Zhu's house to make trouble.

He hid in a relatively secluded corner, pretended to be a passing passerby, and quietly looked in the direction of the car.

The car door opened, and a man jumped out first, with broad shoulders, long legs, and wheat-colored skin.

Wearing a western-style windbreaker and leather boots, about 25 years old.

He felt that the back was somewhat familiar, and he was trying to stretch his neck to see the other person's face, but he heard the man shout:
"Miss Zhu, we're here, I'll help you down."

Qilan saw Zhu Juanjuan stand up listlessly from the car, and the man's hand stretched out to support her shoulders firmly.

Qilan couldn't believe it was true.

Trying to wipe his eyes, trying to confirm that it was a hallucination, he saw them standing side by side in front of the door.

Looking at their backs, they seem to be a good match.

Qilan twisted her thigh severely: "What am I thinking about, my brain is broken."

A sense of loss crept into my heart at once.

"My sister Juanjuan may really not like brother Qijiang."

Thinking of this, he felt even more uncomfortable, after all, the second brother had disappeared for almost a week.

Seeing Qilan classify them as "boyfriend and girlfriend," the picture suddenly reversed.

The man first slapped the door of Zhu's house hard, as seriously as he slapped a watermelon in the dog days.

The door didn't respond, and he didn't intend to give up. He chose a relatively open wall and prepared to climb in.

At this time, Qilan saw Zhu Juanjuan coming to stop him:
"Mr. Qin, under the wall of my house, there is a mechanism set by my elder brother. It is very dangerous to climb down!"

The man had no choice but to stop climbing and leaned his back against the wall, with a distance of three meters between them.

Qilan understood.A little joy emerges.

Since they went home with Sister Juanjuan, they didn't even have a key?

Listening to the tone of her addressing him, it was very polite, not as comfortable as "Qi Jiang" or "Second Young Master".

It should be Qi Jiang's brother's uninterested rival in love.

Qilan couldn't help but pouted and smiled disdainfully:
Wishful thinking guy, people don't want you to enter the door, how dare you climb!

My second brother is free to come and go, and he can still eat a table of meals cooked by sister Juanjuan in the hall of Zhu's house.

While taunting the cheeky visitor in his heart, he squatted down to study the little footprints on the ground.

The more he looked, the more he looked like his little white dog.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up a new tuft of small white fluff.

Now, I am sure, the little white dog really came here to look for him.

He was playing with the ball of white fluff in his hand, squatting in the snow and watching the two people in front of him continue talking at a distance of three meters.

"Mr. Qin, you should go back early, Sergeant Liu will become suspicious if you stay out for too long."

When Qilan heard this sentence, half of the hairs on his body stood up.

This man is actually from Sergeant Liu's side, and he must have seen his wanted portrait thousands of times day and night.

Fortunately, I didn't walk over to introduce myself carelessly, otherwise it would be courting death!

All I heard was that the man raised his voice and said word by word:
"I saved you today because of Miss Lin Mi."

"If you know her whereabouts, don't hide it from me, we are all on the same boat now!"

Qilan was still playing with white fluff to reduce stress, but when he heard these two words, he immediately exploded in place.

"Could it be my... rival in love?!"

Great irony!
Qilan slipped on the soles of his feet and almost fell.

In the beginning, he complained about Qi Jiang's grievances, and he did it for a long time, but it was his own.

Almost let this love rival pass by under his nose.

He kicked several stones on the side of the road, and swears for the first time in his life:

"Fuck you, who's on the same boat as you!"

Qin Feng couldn't hear Qilan's lowered curses mixed with the busy traffic on the road.

I saw him getting into the black car, like a devil entering a cave, and in a blink of an eye, there were only a few clouds of black smoke swirling around in place.

Zhu Juanjuan raised her eyes and looked at the door of her house, sure that Qin Feng had gone far away, and hurriedly went to find the keys in her bag.

She just took a gamble and lied to him that he didn't bring the key, saying that it was with the third brother.

She rummaged through the bag several times, but found nothing, and sat down on the stone steps at the door in frustration:

The key was really lost, and I don't know where it was lost.

Her tears came again, and she habitually took a handkerchief from her bag, trying to wipe it off.

I don't care about the veil that wiped Dr. Zhang's face, and chose a relatively clean corner. Unexpectedly, as soon as it passed the corner of the eye, there was an obvious pain.

"Ouch!"

Zhu Juanjuan rubbed his eyes quickly, and the handkerchief in his hand fell to the ground.

There was a subtle sound.

A shiny little button rolled out of the handkerchief.

"Strange, where did the buttons come from?"

She picked up the mysterious button and looked at it carefully before her eyes.

A feeling of deja vu.

It was almost a month and a half ago.

That night a boy in black chased her all the way, forcing her to hide in the hospital where Dr. Zhang worked.

In the confusion, he hid in an open ward, and saw a photo of a beautiful boy inside.

At that time, there were still a few shirts on the bedside, made of silk, and the buttons on them were exactly the same as the one in front of me.

Later, the owner of the shirt went back to the ward and fought the assassin outside the door. She hid in the room and dared not vent her anger until the assassin escaped.
Although the moonlight was very dark that night, she could vaguely see his face clearly.

When she went to visit again, the ward was empty, and she couldn't find out the whereabouts of this person.

In the cell last night, she remembered that besides Zhang Wenxuan, there was a man lying on the ground.

Because Zhang Wenxuan deliberately covered the man's face, she only saw two long legs.

However, she remembered the conversation between Sergeant Liu and Zhang Wenxuan, and basically confirmed the man's identity.

He is Lin Mi's fiancé.

The suspect responsible for the two lives of the Zhu family.

What is the rest of the occupation, what is the situation at home, now it is a cloud.

The biggest problem is that he's the mysterious man she's felt the most about so far.

If we say that when we first saw Qin Feng in the United States, we had a vague liking for him,

Then the owner of the button in front of her is her first love in adulthood.

Zhu Juanjuan looked at the sky that was getting brighter and brighter, and felt dizzy, chest tightness, and an inexplicable heartbeat.

(End of this chapter)