Looking at Qingyun who was dressed in detention center uniform, Han Sanqian thought for a while and said, "Wait."
After leaving the detention room, Han Sanqian called Mo Yang. After a while, a middle-aged man walked up to Han Sanqian with a respectful attitude.
"Is this Mr. Han?" the middle-aged man asked Han Sanqian. He had just received a call from Mo Yang, and Mo Yang indicated that he would meet any request of Han Sanqian. He would not dare to treat such a big man with any slightest indifference.
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"Hello, I would like to see Qingyun's personal belongings, is that okay?" Han Sanqian did not act condescendingly. He has never used his status to bully others, and now he is asking for help from others, even more so.
No pretense.
"No problem, please come with me." the middle-aged man said.
They came to a storage room. The personal belongings of all the detainees were placed here. They were packed in transparent pockets. Each pocket was labeled. After the middle-aged man found something that belonged to Qingyun, he handed it to Han Sanqian.
"Mr. Han, this is Qingyun's. I'm at the door. If you need anything, call me at any time." The middle-aged man said, this is not a place where outsiders can come, but he left an outsider like Han Sanqian alone.
, which shows how much he values Han Sanqian.
"Thank you." Han Sanqian said politely.
After the middle-aged man left, Han Sanqian took out everything that belonged to Qingyun.
There was nothing to see in the clothes. Han Sanqian mainly wanted to see if there were any clues about his identity among his personal belongings, or anything that could reveal Qingyun's target.
A seemingly valuable jade attracted Han Sanqian's attention, but unfortunately this item did not bring many clues to Han Sanqian.
There is also a black square box, the size of a matchbox, but Han Sanqian was unable to open it after tinkering for a long time. The small box has a very delicate switch mechanism, and only those who are familiar with this mechanism can open it.
Han Sanqian guessed that there should be secrets about Qingyun's identity or his purpose in this box, but it was a pity that it was impossible to crack it in a short time.
Putting the box in his pocket, Han Sanqian walked out of the storage room and said to the middle-aged man, "Thank you."
"Mr. Han, if you have other needs, just ask and I will definitely help you." The middle-aged man said.
"Can I take Qingyun away?" Han Sanqian asked.
"Of course there is no problem. We have found out that he was blackmailed by a group of habitual criminals and can leave at any time." The middle-aged man said.
Outside the scene, when Qingyun came out, he looked obviously troubled.
He always carries the black box close to his body and never throws it away, because it is a very important thing given to him by his master. It is said that the secrets hidden in the contents can bring great energy to people.
Although Qingyun didn't believe these words, it was Master's relic after all, so Qingyun preserved it very well, but now the box is missing.
"Looking for it?" At this time, Han Sanqian, who had been waiting outside the bureau, stretched out his right hand, and there happened to be what Qingyun was looking for between his index and middle fingers.
Seeing the box, Qingyun's first reaction was to step forward and snatch it, but he had never exposed his strength in front of Han Sanqian. Once he took action easily, Han Sanqian would definitely notice it.
"Boss, why do you have this thing in your hand?" Qingyun smiled and walked to Han Sanqian and said.
"What's hidden here?" Han Sanqian said calmly.
"Hey, boss, please give me some gadgets," Qingyun said.
"Teach me how to open it, and I'll return it to you." Han Sanqian said.
"Boss, if I said I couldn't open it, would you believe me?" Qingyun said awkwardly.
"What do you think?" Han Sanqian raised his eyebrows. Of course he wouldn't believe such nonsense. He couldn't open his own things. Isn't this a lie?
Qingyun forced his face and said sincerely: "Boss, let me tell you the truth. I picked this thing up and have never opened it. The reason why I keep it is because I am curious."
"Oh." Han Sanqian nodded meaningfully and said, "Since you picked it up, just give it to me."
After saying that, Han Sanqian put away the box.
A trace of killing intent flashed in Qingyun's eyes. Han Sanqian actually confiscated such an important thing from him!
"Boss, this thing is worthless. What are you doing here? Just give it to me." Qingyun said.
"You attach so much importance to the things you picked up. It seems that the things inside are extraordinary. If you want to take them back, just come and grab them." Han Sanqian said calmly.
Qingyun refrained from taking action because not only would he expose himself, but he would not necessarily be Han Sanqian's opponent.
Taking a deep breath, Qingyun said: "Boss, actually, this thing is a relic left by my master. I really don't know what is inside. I have never opened it."
"Your master? Is he also a deceitful Taoist priest?" Han Sanqian asked. He was very sensitive to his identity as a Taoist priest, because if it hadn't been for the old Taoist priest's nonsense, his childhood in the Han family would not have turned upside down.
change.
Han Sanqian worked hard to investigate this matter, but unfortunately in the end he did not find any clues, and he did not know who the Taoist priest was or who he joined forces with.
Qingyun shook his head repeatedly and said: "My master has real abilities, unlike me."
A thought flashed through Han Sanqian's mind for a moment. Could Qingyun's master be the person who appeared in the Han family back then? However, the chance of such a coincidence happening does not seem to be high.
But if you think about it carefully, this possibility does exist, because Qingyun followed him for no reason, which Han Sanqian still can't explain.
If Master Qingyun is the same person back then, then his purpose of following her may become clear.
The Han family has a potential rival. Shi Jing said that the Taoist priest was sent by the opponent. In other words, the Taoist priest deliberately harmed Han Sanqian, and now that Qingyun appears, his purpose is probably to continue to cause trouble for Han Sanqian.
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When Qingyun gradually felt that Han Sanqian's eyes were filled with murderous intent, he couldn't help but take two steps back. For so long, Qingyun had hidden his identity without revealing any flaws, so he didn't understand Han Sanqian's behavior.
Where does the murderous intent come from.
Could it be that I accidentally exposed something?
"Boss, I'm hungry, why don't you find a place to eat?" Qingyun changed the subject.
Han Sanqian suddenly stretched out his hand. The Taoist priest accounted for most of his troubles over the years, so when he guessed that the Taoist priest was related to Qingyun, he couldn't control his temper.
Holding Qingyun's neck tightly until Qingyun's lips turned purple, Han Sanqian said: "Who is your master, and who did he cooperate with back then?"
Qingyun grabbed Han Sanqian's hand with both hands and tried to break free, but in terms of strength, he was no match for Han Sanqian.
"Boss...Boss, I don't know what you are talking about." Qingyun said.
Han Sanqian gritted his teeth and actually raised Qingyun with one hand. In his angry state, Han Sanqian burst out with amazing strength. Even passers-by were horrified when they saw this scene, thinking that Han Sanqian must be crazy.
, how dare you do such a thing at the entrance of the bureau!
Qingyun kicked his legs and kept struggling. When his struggle became smaller and his eyes almost turned white, Han Sanqian shook Qingyun away.
"I know that your purpose of following me is not pure. I have not exposed you for so long. I just want to see what you are going to do. Qingyun, this is my first and last time to warn you. If you dare to act recklessly, I will never
Don't be too gentle. Since your master is dead, I won't care about what happened in the past. You can just take care of yourself." After saying that, Han Sanqian turned and left.
Qingyun gasped for air, and the fresh air pulled him back from the edge of death. Looking at Han Sanqian's retreating back, Qingyun's eyes became cold.
He followed Han Sanqian in the hope that one day he could kill Han Sanqian, but there was a big gap in strength between him and Han Sanqian. So far, it seemed that killing Han Sanqian was just a luxury wish.
"Master, this guy is difficult to deal with. I may have to live up to your expectations." Qingyun said to himself.
