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Anjou pulled down the zipper on the collar of her trench coat, exposed her chin, took off her glasses again, lifted her bangs, and smiled at the little raccoon: "I'm Anjou, I used to eat spicy tang at your place, but the boss forgot?"

"Is that you?" the little raccoon's round eyes widened, and his big tail stood up, and he jumped onto the chair. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"You're a celebrity now...... No, how long have you been cultivating, how can this spiritual power seem to be less than thirty or fifty years, but you haven't Ning Dan yet, is the rumor true?"

"What rumors?" Anjou put the mushrooms and greens into the center of the spicy hot cauldron, and pointed to the oil pot on the roller shutter: "Don't you need to turn over the stinky tofu?"

The little raccoon's nails knocked on the stool, and the stinky tofu in the pot jumped up and turned over by itself: "You were chosen by the legendary Jin Yi God to become the junior sister of Lord Jun, with the inheritance magic weapon of time acceleration, one day of practice is equal to one year for others." ā€

Even if it is not in the middle, it is not far away.

Anjou's face changed slightly, are the secret Dao spiritualists so gossipy?

She thought it was well hidden, but who knew that it had been exposed a long time ago, and even the little raccoon who opened a store in Nanjiang knew that no one came to kill people and seize treasures, which was simply lucky.

Anru nibbled on a bunch of fungus, found that there was a slight aura in the fungus, and changed the subject: "Did you get the food here from Miaoyuan Farm?"

The little raccoon didn't ask, and followed the topic: "Where can I afford to climb the immortal mansion, I can't afford to eat, let alone ordinary people, these are all goods purchased from Chen Aiguo, he has chartered a few mountains, and invited many demons who want to come to the human world as free long-term workers." ā€

When Anjou heard about the long-term worker, she remembered that when she was taking the spiritual certification exam, she peeked at the test papers of people nearby and saw that someone else's work unit said Chen Aiguo's family worker.

After greeting and getting closer to each other, stinky tofu was served, and Anjou said what he meant while eating.

"The boss has been opening a store here for several years, and it should be said that he is a local snake, I wonder if the gang at the nearby high-speed rail station has heard of it?"

The little raccoon tilted his head and asked, "Are you asking about ordinary people or spiritual cultivators?"

Anjou took out his mobile phone, turned on Wiki, and opened the missing person notice he forwarded to the little raccoon: "I don't know if it's an ordinary person or a spiritual cultivator, my cousin's child was taken away last night, it was a gang crime, someone is responsible for holding the child, someone is responsible for obstructing the sight of others without a trace, they have high internal strength, and it is suspected that someone is proficient in disguise." ā€

The little raccoon slid the screen of his phone and looked at it carefully: "I don't use the Internet much, but I don't know that this child is your relative, and someone posted a photo of him on the telephone pole outside this morning." ā€

Anjou asked, "Is there any inside information?"

"I can't say inside information, but if you are sure that it was a martial artist with high internal strength and proficient in disguise, I have a suspicion. The little raccoon said, pushing the phone to Anjou: "Did your relatives check their talents and find that their martial arts qualifications are good?"

Anjou sent a private message to his cousin on Wick, and quickly got a reply: "It is said that the qualification is rare and superior, cultivated since childhood, and may become congenital in the future." ā€

In the past two years, many martial arts halls have launched early childhood qualification testing, when cousin Hua passed by the Nanjiang branch of Zhongzhou martial arts hall, he saw that there was a free test activity, because Xiao Duoduo was ready to start kindergarten, so he took Xiao Duoduo to do the inspection, and he was very happy after knowing the results.

"You mean, it has something to do with the martial arts hall?"

"Nine times out of ten. Little Raccoon nodded: "There are too many martial arts halls in the mortal world, in order to enhance competitiveness, they will collect children with good qualifications to cultivate, ranging in age from two or three years old to five or six years old, children of this age are easy to be brainwashed, but the really popular ones are orphans, only orphans will regard the martial arts hall as their home." ā€

When Anru heard about this kind of thing for the first time, he frowned: "That group of people was sent by the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Pavilion?"

The little raccoon shook his head: "This is not necessarily, I only heard that there is a gang of martial arts masters who can disguise themselves to commit crimes, using various means to secretly abduct and sell children, hypnotize children, and act as orphans. ā€

For some reason, when Anjou heard about the devotional involvement, she remembered the group of truck drivers she had met in the high river, and the toothpicks hidden by their leaders contained anesthetic needles that could subdue the monks.

"The state is really inactive, now that the gene technology is so perfect, if the child is born with a genetic registration, no one will dare to abduct and sell it. ā€

"Ahem. The little raccoon cleared his throat: "The Xia government really wants to fully register the genes, but the Ministry of Spirituality is pressing, and the genes of spiritual cultivation are different from ordinary people. ā€

Anru was furious, he didn't expect this pot to have his own share, and slapped the table: "Hmph, I just finished checking in the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Hall, and something happened at night, and it must be inseparable from the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Hall." "Anru knows that the capital branch of the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Hall has monks and bear demons as coaches.

The little raccoon persuaded: "There is no evidence, don't be impulsive, I know a friend of Tianyanmen, you bring the things worn by your relatives, ask someone to help you calculate the location, and find the person first." ā€

Anjou finished the food in the bowl, put down the chopsticks, and said calmly, "Thank you, I'll figure it out myself." ā€

Re-collared and put on his glasses, Anjou opened the door and walked out of the shop.

The little raccoon store manager saw Anjou's back disappear quickly into the street, but still called the spiritual department.

Anru didn't bother to go to the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Gym, she wasn't so stupid, but went to the subway station near the vending machine where Xiao Duoduo was taken away.

Probably because the child was lost here the night before, Anjou's dress was a little suspicious, and the security guards and plainclothes at the subway station were eyeing Anjou.

Anjou has been to the subway station before, and I was lucky that when I first swiped the map, I also bought water at this vending machine, and I just included the neighborhood in the material library.

On the three-dimensional map, as long as Anjou has been to the place, it will always be kept, and by importing the drawing software, you can adjust the time to see everything that happened here.

Rewind the timeline on the three-dimensional map to when Xiao Duoduo was taken away last night, the time was 8:35 p.m., the subway station was brightly lit, because there were about to enter the station, there were many people picking up people and waiting to get on the bus, the station was crowded, and Anjou saw Cousin Hua holding Xiao Duoduo in front of the vending machine.

According to the normal speed of playing, you can see that there are a lot of people around Cousin Hua, an eight or nine-year-old child accidentally bumped under Cousin Hua, knocked off the change in his hand, apologized and threw away, Cousin Hua didn't care, put down Xiao Duoduo and bent down to pick up the money, because he was not at ease, one of the hands was still holding Xiao Duoduo's sleeve.