Chapter five hundred and two
It’s not that Long Jiu was careful, but that she had just suffered a loss, and there was no reason for her to fall in the same place for the second time.
For this reason, she looked at A Hong and the others suspiciously for a long time. Her sharp eyes only made A Hong and the others feel like they were on their backs, and even their faces became a little unnatural.
Long Jiu's observation ability was so keen that he could immediately confirm that there must be a problem here. But she couldn't figure out what the problem was, so she could only look around tentatively.
"You two look so guilty, are there any ghosts behind your back?"
"No, how is that possible!"
As soon as she heard that there was a ghost, Ah Hong was furious first. Then, maybe she realized that she was a little overreacting afterwards, so she simply said with a thorn in the air.
"We two are open and honest, and we are doing serious business. How can there be a ghost? You have any problems with your eyes, okay?"
"Is there really no ghost?"
Long Jiu did not go to see Ah Hong, but instead nailed all his eyes to Ah Min. But Ah Min had never been exposed to this situation. She was immediately shocked and said hesitantly.
"Is there really no ghost? Are we two impossible to mess with each other? Do you think so, Sister Hong?"
"Be confident, we are not going to make a fool of ourselves."
Ah Hong straightened her chest and also helped Amin. This was intended to highlight the meaning of standing upright and walking straight, but putting it in Long Jiu's eyes was just a matter of trying to cover up.
However, she didn't plan to pry out anything from the two women, because she could tell that they were so stubborn that even if they pry out anything, they might not be able to take it as true. In comparison, she still believed in the clues she had dug out with her own hands. Therefore, she just pretended to be indifferent.
"Forget it, my target is that Sikong Mingzhao. Whatever you two do is nothing to do with me. I just warn you, do less illegal things. That Sikong Mingzhao can protect you for a while, but not for you for a lifetime."
"Tsk, you're going to sleep!"
I was still hesitating. Is it a bit unhuman to just hand over the dirty things that Long Jiu had given to the house to deal with? But after hearing what she said, it was clearly cursing Cao Wei's fall. This made Ah Hong feel immediately unhappy.
I can be polite to you when you curse my little man, you think beautifully.
She pulled Amin very simply, and she went upstairs. Her deaf ears and deaf ears made Long Jiu a little suspicious of her own judgment.
"Can I guess wrong? Or are they so sure that they will not be able to catch their tails?"
Thinking of this, Long Jiu immediately aroused his competitive spirit.
She didn't care whether she, a villain, needed to abide by the customary etiquette of the guests. When she changed her eyes, she began to look at the layout and environment of the entire house like a minesweeping.
"So fearless, it means that what they want to hide must be very difficult, and ordinary people simply don't expect it. If you look at it this way, you can ignore those conventional situations. Moreover, with their current identities, it seems that they don't have to directly touch those things."
As a policeman, Long Jiu must be the first thing he thinks of is contraband. Because she would definitely not believe it if these two women would do serious business.
After all, a serious business only comes with a few dollars. When a woman with such a gangster, the small amount of money she earns is probably not enough for them to squander. So she would rather believe that the so-called serious business is just a cover, and behind the scenes, they are still doing shameful business.
Judging from what she knows, what is the milk tea and juice business these two people are doing on the surface? Maybe they are relying on this kind of business behind the scenes to carry contraband products for sale.
This inconspicuous method can indeed avoid people's eyes and ears, and the most important thing is the large quantity. She has read the relevant reports about these two women and knew that they had sold at least a few thousand copies on this day. If it were based on the standard of bulk goods on the road, this was already a level that only a large force could have. It was in line with their current identities.
Although searching for such contraband transactions is not within her responsibilities, Long Jiu did not mind using this method to grasp the evidence of the crimes of the two sisters Ah Hong, and then use this to capture Cao Wei.
It was a quack to save the country, and with this idea, she took out a portable flashlight and wandered around the house.
"Miss, what do you think this guy is doing?"
Long Jiu walked in front and Xiao Hui followed behind. She was still very curious about Long Jiu's work, especially looking at her mysterious movement, which made her feel like she had transformed into a female constable. In comparison, Qiu Wei was not so interested in Long Jiu's movements.
"You care what she is doing, in short, it's not doing good things. There's nothing new in the world. A lot of stories and operas have been sung in it? You can't live without a false appearance, and you can't escape the frame-up."
As a famous actor back then, Qiuwei believed that she was knowledgeable and casually set her personality for Long Jiu's current behavior. When she heard her say this, Xiaohui immediately remembered Yue Wumu in the play. She was ready to beat her indignation and wanted to go up and teach Long Jiu a lesson.
But at least I remembered a saying that humans and ghosts were different, and she didn't have the courage to appear directly. I simply remember that there was a young lady next to her who came to take charge of her. She turned around and asked.
"Miss, what are we going to do now? Just let her sneak up here?"
"Just watch it first. If she really plans to do something harmful to others, it will not be too late for us to do it again. This will make sense and reasonable, and it will be just enough to give the young master an explanation."
Qiuwei was not in a hurry, on the contrary, she was even interested. Because the TV series was interesting, it was a story from someone else after all, and it was not as good as her own personal experience.
Now that Long Jiu's thrust in, she felt that she was participating in a story herself. Of course, she didn't want the story to end in a hasty way.
Xiaohui is a ignorant person, so she is the lady in everything. The two of them followed Long Jiu quietly and quickly touched the entrance of the house.
After careful examination, Long Jiu couldn't help but feel surprised.
"Hey, why is there a woman here?"
Out of awe of the gods and ghosts, even though they had regarded this as a new home, Ah Hong and the others did not move the things in the room, especially the painting at the door.
Qiu Wei dared to hang it at the gate facing the entrance of the entrance, so she naturally regarded it as a favor. Now that she saw Long Jiu dared to comment on her portrait, she naturally couldn't help but look cold.
"Say, I want to see what you can say, so it's like."
Naturally, Long Jiu couldn't hear what she said. It was just because of a professional habit that she couldn't help but mutter to the portrait.
"This woman...it seems to be an old antique from the last century. Maybe it's the original owner of this house, but... why don't you remove this painting? There's something wrong with erecting a portrait of someone else in your own home?"
"What can be tricky about my painting? What's wrong with people putting my painting here? Is it a problem for you?"
The female ghost Qiuwei widened her eyes and was humming in her mouth almost to face Long Jiu. And except for feeling a gloomy and cold air coming towards her, Long Jiu didn't feel anything else.
This was not enough to affect her next move, so she quickly took out a knife from her body and tried to insert the blade into the frame.
And for Qiu Wei, this is not OK.
This painting was something she spent hundreds of dollars to ask for from the Western master. For this painting, she sat down for the whole afternoon just by sitting there, and in the end she felt so sore that she could hardly stand up.
What she endured was not bitter or tired, she was just trying to keep her most beautiful appearance. But now someone dared to touch her idea of this painting, and she immediately couldn't bear it and plunged into the painting.
"what are you up to?"
A whispering sound suddenly sounded in her ears, causing Long Jiu to even his hair to rise up in an instant. And with a moment of alertness, she immediately looked around with caution.
"Who? Who is there?"
Although I was very sure that I had heard it correctly, there was indeed a woman whispering in her ear just now. But the situation where I could not see half a figure at all after glance made Long Jiu unable to help but wonder whether it was his illusion just now.
She is not such a timid person, and timid people cannot engage in such a high-risk industry. Therefore, after the initial surprise, she immediately returned to her basic calmness and began to think about what was going on just now.
"Is it possible that someone is doing something?"
Looking up at the direction of the stairs, Long Jiu was a little suspicious that this was the two sisters Ah Hong playing some ulterior motives at her.
But she was not sure, because there was no obvious movement upstairs, and it was too arbitrary to blame them for the reason.
But, besides they are making trouble behind the scenes behind their backs, what else can explain the situation just now? It can't be said that they are already nervous when they are stimulated several times.
Long Jiu was suspicious and his eyes began to look around unconsciously. And suddenly, a pair of eyes suddenly shook before her eyes.
Qiu Wei in the painting looked contemptuous and looked down at her condescendingly from the corner of her eyes. Such eyes were considered as more noble and cold as a charming beauty like her.
But Long Jiu remembered clearly that the eyes of the people in this painting were not like this...
How could it be? Is it possible?
As if she had thought of something, Long Jiu took a breath of air conditioning. Then she looked at the playful look of the woman in the painting, and she said without saying a word.
"Goodbye!"
Chapter completed!