Po Luo was killed by his own greed, and he couldn't complain about others, and the wheat straw had also helped him, but it was a chilling move to get. "Others are dead, you mourn and change, have you found a Buddha card at the scene?" I asked the straw on the other end of the line. Mai Straw didn't answer my question, but just said that the bureau had taken away the body of Po Luo, and decided that he killed him, ruling out the possibility of suicide, and even the owner of the gambling hall was suspected of being involved...

"The Years I Was a Law Scientist in Thailand" Chapter 91 Uncle Li, who loves to eat purple river cars, is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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