I'm sorry 3
Zhao Qiangwei was stunned again with a heavy feeling in her hand.
Who put this bag at her door?
Zhao Qiangwei looked around and found no one in the corridor.
She walked out of the door with a suspicion on her face and looked down from the second floor.
The living room was quiet, and there was no one else except for the two servants wiping the table.
"Hey!" Zhao Qiangwei shouted to the servant who was wiping the table downstairs, "You two, who has come to the second floor just now?"
The servant stopped the work in his hand, looked up, shook it twice, and spoke in unison-
"Sister Zhao Xiao~~Sister, no one has gone up to the second floor just now."
No one has been to the second floor?
Who put this thing at her door?
Zhao Qiangwei frowned, lowered her head, looked at the small cloth bag in her hand, with a suspicious face.
"Sister Zhao~~Sister, what happened?" The servant said in unison again.
"It's okay, you guys keep busy." Zhao Qiangwei waved her hand, took the bag of things, and returned to the room.
Who put the things at his door?
Zhao Qiangwei sat heavily on the sofa and took off the small cloth bag-
A shiny barrel appeared in front of Zhao Qiangwei.
"ah!"
Zhao Qiangwei gasped and threw the cloth bag in her hand forward with force.
"Bang--" The black cloth bag fell to the ground and the gun completely slid out.
Suifeng's gun slipped out, and a pack of white powder filled in a small transparent plastic bag, which looked like some dangerous drug.
Zhao Qiangwei was stunned and looked at the two things on the ground in amazement. It took a long time to come back to her senses.
She shook her body slightly, bent down, and picked up the two things.
Zhao Qiangwei's hands kept trembling, and she almost couldn't hold the things in her hands several times, allowing them to slide back to the ground...
Who is it?
Who put such a dangerous thing at her door?
Zhao Qiangwei thought angrily, hoping to figure out who it was to get such a strange thing—
She had never seen a gun in her life, and today was the first time she had seen such a dangerous item up close.
And that bag of white powder, it doesn’t look like a good thing...
Could that bag of stuff be a drug?
Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Qiangwei's face turned dark.
Zhao Qiangwei knows the terrible nature of drugs, so she will never get involved in such things when she dies.
This chapter has been completed!