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When I Woke Up, I Become a Coquettish B*tch
Chapter 12 part 2
At the time of the incident, he was about to shift gear and rushed out in one breath.
He was far away and back in his car, and the sound of gunfire was hardly audible to him. But he took a look in the rearview mirror and found that the group of garbage were running towards the gate in a mess.
Someone wanted to stop him and had planned to make him stay.
Then he will play with them.
Thinking of this, Tang Yutian sneered in his heart.
He didn't walk fast, helping Qin Yi to keep up with him.
"Mr Tang, why are you back? Where is Mao Jixiang..."
"Do you know that you're annoying?"
"..." Qin Yi was silent for a while before he couldn't hold back, "I saw a very suspicious man just now."
Tang Yutian: "Dark grey outfit of unknown brand and his bow tie was misplaced. When pushing you away, he uses his left hand. Around the ages of 30 and 35. He has calluses on his hands, from holding a gun or doing labour work all year round. He came out from the dance floor but there's mud on the heel of the shoe."
Qin Yi didn't notice these small details and was stunned when he heard this: "You..."
Tang Yutian put a hand in his trousers pocket and changed the subject: "Hey, can you walk faster? "
Qin Yi: "...Oh, ok."
He quickened the pace and began to calculate at a high speed internally. He doesn't know much about this world, so if he wants to complete the suspense copy, he'll have to use Tang Yutian.
This 250 IQ genius.
He never forgets it, as long as he thinks about it, he could recall everything accurately without any mistakes.
Qin Yi thought about it and felt a slight headache.
Tang Yutian is unfathomable. He felt unsure about this matter.
The Eighth Master was the one who suffered the most in this situation. He thought that under his leadership, everyone would gradually indulge in the joy of the banquet. As a result, he also left the banquet bravely to return to his happy hometown. Just as he was riding on the young model, the sound of gunfire suddenly sounded next door to him.
The old thing under him that had been hardened after taking four strong x pill, wilted instantly.
The young model was busy hypnotizing herself. After all, the old man on top of her had loose skin and age spots all over his body. She had to be mentally prepared and immersed herself in her own world. So when the Eighth Master became soft, she continue to twist: "Oh~ Eighth Master~ You are amazing~"
Eighth Master's face turn dark blue, and his nasolabial trembled.
The young model didn't react until she was called out. She didn't dare to look directly at Tang Baye, and ran out wrapped in a thin quilt: "Ah—the murderer-"
Tang Baye gasped, forcing himself to calm down, before putting on his clothes and pants with trembling hands.
He sorted out his clothes and went out angrily and said solemnly, "Lao Feng, what happened? Lao Feng?"
After calling for a long time, the old butler who was always on call didn't answer.
It's really getting more and more outrageous, Tang Eighth thought angrily, this old Feng still wants to make a mess.
He walked to the old butler's room and pushed the door open.
The sight before him made his heart suffocate. He was old and had high blood pressure. He almost couldn't catch his breath.
Tang Yutian and Qin Yi happened to be going upstairs and saw Eighth Master standing by the door of a room, trembling and shaking as if suffering from a heart attack.
Qin Yi looked at Tang Yutian. Tang Yutian put one hand in his trouser pocket, his expression was the same as always.
Qin Yi, who has three views of integrity felt that he should always care for the elderly, took the initiative to step forward and patted the Eighth Master on the shoulder: "Are you all right?"
The Eighth Master was taken aback by the tap and was so frightened that his soul nearly left him.
He beat his chest for a long time before he regained his strength. He pointed at Qin Yi and cursed, "Why is it you again!"
Qin Yi patted him on the back and comforted him: "Don't worry. If you have anything to say, take your time..."
The Eighth Master punched the cotton without making a sound, and his chest felt even stuffier.
Tang Yutian walked past the two of them, leaned against the door, and gestured to Qin Yi: "Come here."
Qin Yi walked over without knowing why.
Tang Yutian pointed at the old butler's corpse lying in a pool of blood: "Idiot, isn't your pyjamas the same?"
After Lao Feng was shot, the corpse was put in a strange worship posture. Blood was flowing from his head and splatter all over the place, spraying out from the back of his head in a jet shape
The smoke-grey silk pyjama suit on him was also stained with blood.
"..."
T/N: Hey guys. The next chapter would be posted around April (Unless I have covid and couldn't work). Let's aim for 10 chapters in the month of April!!
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