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"I don't have time to worry about these things right now. Please give me the car first. I want to go to Qu Linglong's home immediately." Leng Jing grabbed the car key from Li Ziru's hand and quickly got into the car. Started the car and drove into the city.
Li Ziru did not send anyone to stop Leng Jing, he planned to let Leng Jing give it a try. Presumably after all the trouble, Leng Jing will take the initiative to find Dong Qun.
Ten minutes later, Leng Jing arrived at Qu Linglong's home.
The suite door was locked and the doorbell was functioning. But no matter how hard Leng Jing pressed, no one responded. In fact, Leng Jing was already mentally prepared, but he still specially waited at the door...
How he hoped that Qu Linglong would open the door with a smile, just like before.
After waiting for several minutes, no one opened the door.
Leng Jing lowered his head silently and slowly put his hand on the door handle...
"Bang!" Leng Jing exerted some force and the door lock was broken.
Leng Jing opened the door and walked into the suite.
There was some clutter in the living room, with a lot of paper towels and debris on the floor. Leng Jing picked up a ball of paper towels on the ground. The paper towels were wrinkled, and they were wrinkled like they had been dried after being soaked in water.
Leng Jing suddenly felt heartbroken. He seemed to be able to see Qu Linglong sitting on the sofa, crying...
These tissues have become the best proof of sadness.
Leng Jing came to the sofa and touched it with his hand, feeling a lot of dust.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Leng Jing kept repeating these words facing the sofa.
Unknowingly, a few tears fell on the sofa.
Leng Jing's heart is now full of regret and sorrow, but it is not a matter of sorrow now, because Qu Linglong's life or death is now uncertain.
Leng Jing began to search the house, Qu Linglong's room, Mo's room, and even Qu Huiyi's room. He searched all over, trying to find some clues, but everything was in vain.
There are no clues, and Leng Jing has no way to start now.
Leng Jing sat on the sofa, cupping his forehead with his hands, feeling extremely depressed.
Suddenly, he spotted something suspicious in the corner of his eye.
Leng Jing stood up and came to the corner of the door, where there was an unfinished cigarette butt.
No one in Qu Linglong’s family smokes, so whose cigarette butt does it belong to? Could it be the murderer's?
Leng Jing picked up the cigarette butt. There was about half of the cigarette left. There were a few small letters on it, like some kind of special brand.
Leng Jing found a clean plastic bag from the suite, and then carefully put the cigarette butt into the plastic bag.
Although this cigarette butt could not mean anything, it was the only clue Leng Jing found, so Leng Jing put the plastic bag in the inner pocket of his coat.
Afterwards, Leng Jing went to a tobacco and alcohol store. He showed the cigarette butt to the boss and asked for information about this cigarette.
The boss took the cigarette butt, looked at it carefully, and then said to Leng Jing: "These cigarettes are not cheap. Unless you have a high income, you can't afford them. We only have a few cigarettes in the store now."
"How much does a pack of these cigarettes cost?"
"A pack of 3,000 yuan is beyond the reach of ordinary civilians."
"Who usually buys this kind of cigarette?"
"You want to know?" The boss showed a strange smile.
"Isn't this nonsense? If you didn't want to know, you wouldn't have asked."
"Well, if you want to know, that information fee or something..."
"Pah!" Leng Jing threw the car keys on the table: "The car parked outside is for you."
"Car?" The boss looked at the door and saw that it was a sports car. The value of the car is another matter. The gas in the car alone is enough to buy half a cigarette shop.
However, oil is contraband in the Imperial Palace and no civilian is allowed to use it. Once discovered, he will have to go to the police station for ten days and a half.
This oil is like a drug. Although it is of high value, it cannot be bought, sold or circulated openly.
The boss smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, we civilians can't drive, so it's useless if you give me a car. Can't you give me cash? Since you can drive, it means you are not an ordinary person, and you must not be short of money." "
"I just came back from the front line. The matter is urgent, so I didn't bring any cash. Just tell me first and I will make up for it in the future. How about I give you 1 million." Leng Jing explained.
"Wait, wait, wait, you are too exaggerated. I just wanted some information fees, but you gave me a car and a huge sum of money, which made me nervous. Well, let me answer you honestly. The problem is, free, free." The boss suddenly changed his attitude.
"Then tell me who would buy this kind of cigarette."
"Most of the people who buy this cigarette are officials, wealthy businessmen, high-ranking soldiers, bodyguards, etc. Most of them are special professions. I just know a bodyguard who likes to smoke this kind of cigarette the most. , come here often to buy.”
"Whose bodyguard is he?"
"I don't know about this. He didn't say who it belongs to, but I guess it must be a big shot, maybe a high-ranking official."
"What's his name? What does he look like?"
"I don't know what his name is, but he looks very burly and has a scar on his face. He came to buy cigarettes from me the day before yesterday."
"Boss, I'll give you my number. If he comes to buy cigarettes next time, you contact me immediately. By the way, help me hold him for five minutes. I live nearby." Leng Jing said as he spoke. Write your number on a piece of paper.
"Okay, okay, I understand." The boss replied with a smile.
"Then I'll leave first. Remember to contact me."
"Okay, don't worry."
After Leng Jing left the store, a store employee came to the boss and said to the boss: "I just heard that he said he would give you 1 million or something."
"Do you know who that person is?" the boss asked.
"I do not know."
"That man's name is Leng Jing. He is a singer in the Land of Snow. I heard that he is very popular. But after coming here, he has become very low-key and rarely holds concerts. I have listened to his songs and he sings really well. He is very It’s apocalyptic.”
"No way, you are still chasing stars? And you are chasing stars from Snow Country?"
"It's not that big of a deal. I'm already old enough to not chase stars. I just thought something must have happened to Leng Jing, so I told him everything I knew."
"But this may get you into trouble." The store employee said a little worriedly.
"This shouldn't be the case. Moreover, the scarred man always looks down on us. He is arrogant every time he comes in, and his tone of voice is full of discrimination."
"I think it's better to be careful. After all, the scarred man and Leng Jing are both from the Snow Country. Let's not disturb this troubled water."
The boss thought for a few seconds and agreed: "What you said makes sense. I'd better be careful in the future and try not to meddle in other people's business."
After the boss finished speaking, he threw the note recording Leng Jing's number into the trash can.
After leaving the cigarette shop, Leng Jing returned to his residence and took out the mobile phone that he had not used for three months.
This mobile phone cannot communicate once it leaves the Imperial Palace, so Leng Jing did not take it with him before.
Leng Jing opened the phone and found dozens of missed calls and unread text messages.
Every one of them comes from Qu Linglong.
Qu Linglong actually knew that Leng Jing didn't take her phone with her, but she still sent text messages. Not for anything else, just to express my longing for you
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