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One of the fighting cocks raised by the prefect died. The person who died was "Zhui Feng", a veteran who had made great military exploits for the prefect. Now that it is old and can no longer run fast, the prefect raised it in a chicken coop and shifted the focus of training to other rising stars. Unexpectedly, Zhui Feng died suddenly. As soon as the news was received, the prefect was so angry that he stamped his feet. Zhui Feng did not die of illness, but his neck was completely broken. His head was tilted backward limply, and his originally bright eyes had lost their luster, like two dull wooden beads. "Obviously someone did it on purpose!"

"Will you die for this?" "Will you live for this?" Stop, stop, no more questions! As long as there is love, wouldn't it be fine? "Where is the place to stay?" Jubei asked. It was a mistake to let Yoshioka lead the way. He said he knew the way, but he often took long detours and eventually deviated from the main road, leaving them with nowhere to stay. Jubei let Yoshioka lead the way for the first time, and it was Yoshioka's fault that he got lost. If Yoshioka was asked to lead the way for the second time, Jubei could only blame himself.

Private detective Leonard Falco is 30 years old. He is tall and has oiled dark brown hair that sticks smoothly to his handsome head. His eyes are as sharp as a falcon. He is the only one in the detective agency. It's not that he can't afford to hire anyone, but he believes that he can accomplish everything by himself. The office is not big, but it is clean and comfortable to look at. Leonard is also wearing a very elegant suit. It seems that he is not the kind of private detective who makes a living by investigating extramarital affairs or finding lost cats and dogs, but does real money-making work, such as investigating murder cases that even the police have no clue about.

Matthew poured himself a cup of hot coffee. He took the cup of coffee to the study and sat down at a desk. Paper and pen are already prepared on the desk. He took a sip of coffee and looked out the window at the viaduct. It was during the morning rush hour and the entrance to the highway was blocked. Matthew withdrew his eyes, put down the cup, opened the first drawer on the left and took a look. There was a pistol in it. For a moment, his brain was congested and he felt dizzy. He quickly closed the drawer and prepared to write a letter. Lu Shaoyun discovered Matthew's body at 3pm on Monday. Matthew is a teacher at a language school and lives next door to Lu Shaoyun. The two met several times in public corridors. Lu Shaoyun had a good impression of Matthew. He was very kind and smiled at everyone he met. Sometimes when they met in the elevator, the two would chat for a few words.

Lu Xiaoci didn't expect that Wu Xia's boyfriend was actually her ex-Qianqian... Ren boyfriend. She had imagined many times what Wu Xia's boyfriend would be like, but she didn't expect the answer to be like this, which made her collapse. Wu Xia is Lu Xiaoci's middle school classmate. Lu Xiaoci knows Wu Xia, but Wu Xia doesn't know Lu Xiaoci because they are in the same grade and in different classes. Back then, Wu Xia was the school beauty and the most beautiful thing on campus, while Lu Xiaoci was just an ordinary girl who would not attract attention wherever she went. The reason why Lu Xiaoci was later called a beauty was because she knew how to match makeup and clothing. They hadn't seen each other for many years, and they reunited again at the "People Come and Go" drink shop owned by Lu Xiaoci's current boyfriend, Tong Yan. Wu Xia didn't know Lu Xiaoci in the first place, so Lu Xiaoci could just treat her as an ordinary customer and there was no need to exchange pleasantries with her.

"Twenty-seven and thirty cents for you. Thank you for your patronage. Welcome to come again." Song Xiao had a warm smile on his face. No new customers came to check out for the time being, so she could rest for a while. She looked at her watch. It was already nine-twenty in the evening. I get off work in less than an hour. Her husband didn't have to work overtime tonight, so he agreed to pick her up from get off work, and they went to have supper together. Song Xiao was looking forward to it. My husband has been very busy with work recently, leaving early and coming back late. They have not had dinner together for several days. At this time, the phone suddenly vibrated, and the call came from an unfamiliar mobile number. "Hello." Song Xiao answered the phone. "Sister-in-law, it's me! Hoochman!"

September 9, 8:23 am. Interpol meeting room. This morning, Liang Yin learned that the Criminal Police Team was going to second her, and she was quite excited. Compared to a behind-the-scenes role as a forensic scientist, she prefers to face-to-face with criminals on the front line. But after the criminal police team met Luo Fei, she realized that it was not as pleasant as she expected. "Lu Fengping?" The girl's eyes widened when she heard the name, and she couldn't believe her ears. Seeing this, Luo Fei guessed: "Have you known each other before?" "More than just acquaintance..." Liang Yin said with a wry smile, "I hate this guy the most!" "We hate him too!" Chen Jiaxin next to him interjected, as if he wanted to actively express his position to the girl.

A daydreamer, a creator of monsters. He doesn't write about monsters, and he doesn't talk about weird things. He travels east and west to find and describe the monsters and weird legends hidden in the world. Representative works: The "Dead Shadow Master" series exclusively published in "The Most Reasoning", and the works "Ghost Stories of Orbs", etc. In December of the sixth year of Xuande's reign, he didn't know why he slept in a field. The cold wind was biting all around, and the rustling basil leaves mixed with raindrops hit him from time to time, making his whole body itch unbearably. Enduring the dizziness, he woke up hard and opened his eyes against the dazzling light above his head. Then I felt like my whole body had been peeled off.