Lin Jiawen pushed the door directly and walked in, and suddenly found a pool of blood at the door.

"Oops!"

She quickly followed the trail of blood and kicked open a door.

There was an old man lying on the floor in the room, the man who sold paintings yesterday.

Lin Jiawen leaned over and stretched out his hand to probe the old man's neck artery, which was still beating.

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao! Are you on the Dark Left? ”

The old man opened his eyes and raised his hand slightly, "What is it?" ”

"One organization, the Dark Left."

"No, draw...... Draw ......," the old man pointed out the door.

"Who killed you?" Lin Jiawen looked outside the door, there was no one.

Joe ...... Qiao ...... "The old man closed his eyes before he finished speaking.

Immediately after, the shrill siren sounded from outside.

It seems that the Qiao family killed this old Mr. Xiao, probably to invalidate yesterday's auction!

Qiao Tingting definitely doesn't have this ability to kill, and she was still in Su Ruoyao's office just now, so she must be the gambling king.

After all, 1.5 billion is not a small amount.

The sound of the police car stopping came from the gate of the courtyard.

Lin Jiawen put down the old man and ran over the wall before the police came in.

Lin Jiawen, who was walking in the alley, saw more and more police cars coming.

She sighed, it seems that this clue has been broken again, and she still has to start from Leng Yihan's side to find the so-called person with six fingers on the dark left.

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In the dim light, opposite a man in a suit, sat a ragged woman.

"Xiao Keyu, I didn't expect that Commander Xiao's daughter would be imprisoned in the dungeon of Ye Qianyan's private villa."

The man's voice was gloomy, "What a pity, Qu Cai!" ”

"What do you want me to do?" The woman's face turned pale, and that was because of the long period of captivity.

Her hair covered her eyes, and her voice was dark and cold.

"If I hadn't rescued you, I don't know if you would have turned into a dry corpse in that dungeon, no, there are a lot of rats there, maybe there won't be even bones left in the end." The man sat on the couch with his legs folded.

"I've been through so many hardships, just say what you want me to do, why bother with so many bends!"

Xiao Keyu himself is very tall, he has been imprisoned for a long time, and he is as thin as a skeleton.

"I'll let you be my killer, help me kill people, that's all."

"No problem."

Xiao Keyu replied very simply.

"Oh, by the way, I heard before that you like Young Marshal Li Shaoze very much!"

"Yes, you heard that."

The man's fingers, tapping on the armrests of the couch, were not a pair of young hands.

"I'll let you be a killer, you just need to carry out my orders, and don't have personal grudges, such as going to find Young Marshal Li, or going to his wife for trouble privately."

"Don't worry, I don't feel it anymore, my fate with those two people will bring me all kinds of bad luck, I'd better stay away from them."

After Xiao Keyu finished speaking, he smiled, and on his pale face, this smile looked a little gloomy.

"Very good, I'll give you the first task now, go to the courtyard and kill the person who collected the paintings yesterday, Mr. Xiao."

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The dinner was held on the top floor of the Royal Group.

Lin Jiawen wore a black men's dress and sat in a corner of the dinner.

"Lin Jiawen, go and stand at the door, ready to greet the guests!" Leng Yihan, dressed in a straight dress and bow tie, walked past Lin Jiawen.

Presumably the daily president suit now......