"Go back." Suna turned around and said lightly.
The prisoner gritted his teeth and was unwilling to be arrested. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party turned around, he endured the piercing pain and quickly turned his arm in the opposite direction to untie it.
In Suna's opinion, it was just a desperate struggle without overestimating one's own capabilities. He quickly whipped out his whip again, but was barely dodged, and the bone chain hit the roof hard.
The tiles were shattered, perhaps because of poor quality, and a big hole was opened directly on the top.
Before the people behind them could catch up, the two of them had already fallen down the sudden opening.
Detectives in black: "???"
Where are people?
Suna was also confused. He stepped on the table in the shop and looked up. Are all ancient houses in such shabby condition?
There were rustling footsteps in his ears, and he turned his head to see that the prisoner was still trying to escape. He swung his soft sword and entangled the prisoner again.
"Take it back." The people who were traveling with him finally found the door of the store and walked in. Suna ordered them.
With the mission accomplished, the whip retracted into its sword shape, put it into its scabbard, turned around and left.
[Congratulations, madam, for finding the adult! 】
The system in my mind prompted excitedly.
Suna's steps suddenly stopped.
Ah Lin is in this shop? !
She didn't immediately turn around to look, but calmly asked the detectives to take the people away first.
The person coming from behind made almost no footsteps. He came behind her with a lamp in his hand, and his elegant face was reflected in the warm yellow light.
The dark pupils with long and thick eyelashes look soft, beautiful and pure.
Crow Feather's black hair hangs down to outline the delicate lines of her cheeks, and her delicate chin looks like it can be pinched easily.
Suna didn't have time to explain anything, such as why he suddenly appeared in someone else's shop in the middle of the night. The young man glanced at her calmly, then looked up at the big mouth above his eyes.
The emotions in her beautiful eyes were calm, but made people feel inexplicably guilty.
"Did you make this hole?" The young man asked calmly, his voice clear and pleasant without any fluctuation in tone.
Suna: "Ah...yes."
The first time we met, this conversation was a little weird.
The other party looked at the wooden table in front of him that was broken into two halves. This was broken when someone fell from above.
Suna subconsciously took two steps back and away from the broken table, staring blankly at the pen and account book he took out from nowhere.
Pulling up the elegant sleeves, the slender fingers lightly hold the pen. Quietly, she lowered her soft eyelashes, her black hair stuck to her cheeks, and recorded something slowly.
Suna: "???"
Although confused, she soon understood.
The other party finally stopped writing, looked over with a pair of clear and elegant eyes, and moved his thin lips slightly: "Estimated ten taels of silver."
"May I ask, brother, when will the payment be made?"
"..."
"I..." Suna choked, and her voice almost turned into a female voice.
Little did she know that what the other party paid most attention to was this. She was speechless for a moment and could only look at the mess on the ceiling and on the table again in embarrassment.
It's not that I don't have ten taels of silver, I just didn't bring it with me. After all, traveling tasks require lightness, who would bring this thing? !
So he paused, looked away as if he had made an unforgivable mistake, and whispered:
"I don't have it with me now. Look... how about I get it for you during the day tomorrow?"
The young man's expression was dull, as if silent. The voice was elegant and cold: "What if I run away?"
After hearing this, Suna couldn't bear it any longer, and the expression behind the mask had collapsed.
Is money important? !
You see, you are dressed in a brocade dress, with delicate stitching on every detail of the cuffs, embroidered with silver threads, and the material is also very high-end. How short of money will there be? !
