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The first thousand four hundred and fifty-four chapters

The last Pisces pendant fell into the hands of the fake Li Xingguo, but Xu Qing had no intention of getting it back. On the contrary, he subconsciously felt that it would be better if the Pisces pendant had some flaws. Isn't there something called incomplete beauty? But Li Yuanchao was there

Before the meeting, I pushed the imitation piece into his hand and said that it looked almost exactly the same as the real thing, except that it lacked an evil vibe.

Li Yuanchao brought his daughter Li Lan to the meeting, so Xu Qing could only stay in the office and play on the computer. Fortunately, there is a private network here, and the speed is as fast as lightning, so it is good to pass the time.

There is a message all over the major websites, all about a criminal who is recently wanted across the country. It also comes with photos and various videos that are not known to be true or false. The person in the photo is none other than Jet Lag, the world's most veteran criminal. Many of them are

The website actually describes him as being persecuted and wanted by a special organization just for stealing core parts from a harmful machine. There are also many videos that are not very credible.

Xu Qing was bored, so he clicked on a few videos to kill time, and found that they all showed a man standing by the river throwing a shiny object into the water, and there was also a funny narration, I put the super core

It won't be easier for you guys if it's ruined... His voice is really jet-lagged. This old man is playing a trick of concealing it. He doesn't know which boutique bought the glass ball he threw into the river.

While Xu Qing was browsing the web, the world's most old thief had already sneaked into Li Xingguo's official residence. He was like this. He would never hide like a frightened mouse just because he was wanted. The real thief committed the crime against the wind and stole something.

People are frightened, just like the flea on the drum hundreds of years ago. Even the emperor and his elders are afraid of him.

Jet Lag is such a daring thief with great skills. He has already mastered enough evidence that Li Xingguo is the support behind Long Fengyang. The risk of sneaking into Wuhun Base is much greater than entering Li Xingguo's official residence. He decisively chose to work in this place.

He worked in the official residence of No. 1 Huaxia, not asking for gain, but just hoping to make this big shot feel angry and scared.

There are many ways to make people scared. Born with a jet lag, he is destined to be a thief, and he is the best thief in the world. There is no door in the world that can stop him, and there is nothing he can't steal, except for a woman's heart.

What I want to do today is to put a gadget I found online on Li Xingguo’s bedside and make some windfall on the way.

The security measures at Li Xingguo's official residence are very tight and can be regarded as world-class. In addition, there are several ancient warriors sent by the Chinese Martial Spirit for personal protection. It is difficult for outsiders to get close to him. But for the world's most veteran thief, it is difficult to reach the sky.

It was not difficult. He chose the least creative method to sneak into the mansion, which was to directly dress up as a staff member inside the mansion, a chubby nanny.

The highest level of disguise is to make the impossible possible. Just like the old thief who is now disguised as a fat and black nanny, no one will ever compare a wretched little old man who weighs less than fifty kilograms with a fat black woman who weighs more than one hundred kilograms.

Together, the two big lumps of flesh on her chest are a challenge. She has to tremble really naturally and twist her ass as big as a millstone just right. It can be said that this woman herself is a miracle of the Creator. Her words

Every line is a challenge.

The jet-lagged man dressed as a nanny was busy in the room. He was looking for the most valuable objects. It must be said that Li Xingguo was an upright official. Apart from two paintings presented by famous people, there were not many valuable things in the bedroom, even the bed.

The safe in my head is filled with documents. Exposing a corrupt official can bring great joy, but stealing from an honest official will be reviled.

Jet Lag searched the bedroom and found nothing of real value except a six-digit passbook. It is not difficult to earn a six-digit deposit with today's living standards, not to mention that the first digit of Li Xingguo's passbook was only

A little older than Ling, he was unwilling to leave like this and decided to look for Li Xingguo again before he came back.

The furniture in the bedroom is all made of wood and looks old, including a large bed, a desk, and a large bookcase full of books. You can basically see it clearly at a glance. The electrical appliances are an old black and white TV and a

There is a desk lamp, and the safe is full of documents. There is absolutely nothing oily or watery to be found in a room like this.

Jet Lag has been standing in front of the bookcase for more than five minutes. What he hopes for most now is this big bookcase, because he just knocked twice on the wall of the bookcase and found that there is a mystery in the wall behind the cabinet. It is actually hollow. If

If there is a hidden compartment inside, there must be a switch.

"By the way, I remember that there used to be a guy who hid things in the secret compartment of the bookcase, and the switches seemed to be books!" Shi Lag muttered in a low voice, took two steps forward and started to twitch the books in the bookcase one by one, trying to find them.

Turning on the switch of the hidden compartment, there were many books in the bookcase, and his movements began to speed up.

I put my palm on the corner of a book called "Etymology" and gently pulled it out. I heard a crunching sound... and the big bookcase moved two meters sideways amidst the sound, and a wall appeared, followed by the wall.

Opening a secret door revealed a hidden compartment inside, but there wasn't anything good here. On several rows of built-in shelves, there were about a dozen sealed jars of various sizes, all of which were pretty.

Ordinary clay pots, the only thing valuable is a jade pendant placed on top of one of the big pots.

Shi Lag stared at these jars for two seconds, with an undisguised look of horror in his eyes, and the fat on his fat face began to twitch violently. Ordinary people may not recognize these jars, but they are experienced thieves.

But he could tell at a glance that these were things used by Miaoling to raise poisonous insects, and he could faintly hear subtle rustling sounds coming from the jar, as if there were some living creatures crawling inside.

How is it possible? How could he keep such a harmful thing...Ji Lag couldn't understand why a person from a political family would like to raise voodoos? This is not as simple as raising a pet. Raising voodoos requires sacrifices.

The effort and cost are huge. It is extremely difficult for an ordinary Miaoling woman to raise one, let alone a dozen at the same time. This is almost impossible.

A strange thing that subverts cognition more than a wretched old man turning into a fat nanny happened right in front of his eyes. Li Xingguo turned out to be a master of cultivating voodoos, and he was also a man. He was indeed an old thief with a strong psychological quality due to jet lag. He stretched out his hand and pinched his wrist.

He immediately recovered from the shock, and there were two flashes of narrow-mindedness in his eyes.

Any master who raises voodoos will regard the voodoos he feeds as one of the most important things in life. If something happens to the voodoos he raises, the owner will feel a strange feeling if he is hundreds of miles away. Since jet lag knows the origin of these things,

There is a way to deal with them. You only need one thing that is available in ordinary people's kitchens to kill them all. That thing is sour vinegar, preferably old vinegar!


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