In Qing Ming City.
At the shop.
Lu Ming suddenly felt cold.
The thread…
A thread could be seen at a place that should be full of mystery and out of bounds. The thread was not coming from her clothes but from her skin!
This was… a suture?
Did the young lady undergo surgery recently?
Lu Ming was deep in his thoughts.
Oh.
Wait a minute.
Lu Ming looked at the surveillance camera. The young lady bought the Leviathan Card from him.
The transaction was completed. Two thousand yuan.
He suddenly remembered that Zhang Xiaopang seemed to have told him several times that he had lost two thousand yuan for no apparent reason and he still had no idea where it went…
Oh.
Crap!
Lu Ming felt the chills at his back.
Could it be that…
This young lady was Xin-er?!
At this very moment…
A familiar figure came in through the door.