Qianjin is too flirtatious: Young Master Shen, don't pester me

Shen Nan's side started to move, and Su Qin's side also started to move.

The only difference is that Shen Nan went to battle in person, while Su Qin found another person to find Tan Ming.

Su Qin and Shen Nan adopted two different methods.

Shao Huahua's natal family has many connections in the political circle. Through Shao Huahua, Su Qin already knew which level of relationship Tan Ming used. He directly sent someone to find Tan Ming according to the map.

Dayin hides in the city, although Tan Ming left City H, he actually hid at the feet of the emperor!

You can say that Tan Ming is a man of high skill and courage, but Su Qin is more inclined to think that Tan Ming thinks that he dare not do anything at the feet of the emperor.

That's right, Tan Ming guessed it right, he really didn't dare to do anything at the emperor's feet, but couldn't he get people to other places before doing it?
So how do you get away with a big living person?

How is Shen Nan?Wasn't it the same as being taken to a log cabin in the woods?

What happened to him, Tan Ming?With one more eye or two more noses, can he still fly with wings?

Tan Ming suddenly found that the person who greeted him with a smile was suddenly too busy to see him.

He was alert that something bad might happen to him, so he booked a train ticket going south on the Internet, and he went to the passenger station and bought a bus ticket going north, got on the train and left.

Su Qin's people ran away and called to report.

"Boss, people ran away."

"Okay, I see, you guys come back first. He won't keep hiding."

Su Qin knew that if he couldn't catch Tan Ming now, he would have to wait until the next court session when he came back to testify in court.

No matter how much Tan Ming tried to hide, he wouldn't even show up to testify in court, right?
It is almost a month before the next court session. If Shen Murong is not expected to be imprisoned for a month, Su Qin must think of other ways. The only way out at present is to hope that Wang Yalun can have good news.

Wang Yalun had already brought a few reporters on board. At this time, only a few people were doing maintenance on the entire cruise ship. The huge cruise ship was empty, and it looked really scary.

Following Wang Yalun onto the boat were two capable generals beside him, Song Liansheng and Peng Dezhi.

After entering the cruise ship, Song Liansheng's mouth never closed: "Boss, this cruise ship is hopeless."

As he said that, he picked up the camera and "clicked, clicked" and took a picture.

"Old Song, what are you doing so hard to shoot? There are no people, are you shooting models?" Peng Dezhi teased Song Liansheng.

Wang Yalun sucked his cheeks: "I think, before we board the boat, we should pay homage to some god like Guan Erye. Why do I feel a little panicked?"

"Don't tell me, if we were on the bottom of the sea and saw such a huge monster, and it was still empty, we would really panic." Song Liansheng said.

"Dezhi, your fate is hard, you go ahead." Song Liansheng pushed Peng Dezhi.

"Come on, have you been a reporter for so many years, are you still afraid of this? Don't say that we are not at the bottom of the sea, even if we are at the bottom of the sea—"

There was a sudden "bang" in the hall, which made the three of them jump in fright, and then squeezed together back to back.

"Who? What?"

The silence in the hall was restored, and the three of them looked around back to back, but found nothing.

"Boss, let's go to the cabin, this place is scary." Song Liansheng said.

"Don't—don't scare yourself, but—you're right, go to the cabin." Wang Yalun said.

The three of them left the hall quickly, came to the cabin, and went straight to the room where Tan Yuan and Weng Cuishan were staying at that time.

The room door did not have a lock, nor did it need to be.

Peng Dezhi pushed open the door, fumbled for the switch by the door, and turned on the light.

The three of them walked into the room. Song Liansheng didn't forget to carry a flashlight in his hand, and he had better be ready to turn it on at any time.

Tan Yuan's room still maintains the scene of Weng Cuishan coming back to pack her things and leave.

The quilt was lifted and the pillows were thrown on the bed.

"Boss, what's that suicide note like?" Song Liansheng asked.

"It's just a piece of paper."

"A piece of paper?" Peng Dezhi muttered, "I don't know where a piece of paper has gone. That Mr. Su is really good at calling people. What is the difference between finding a piece of paper on such a big ship and finding a needle in a haystack? "

"Catch it, maybe you can catch it!" Wang Yalun said.

"Well, we really should worship the Queen Mother, the Jade Emperor, and Guan Erye, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, who might be able to help us!" Song Liansheng began to flip through the pages while talking.

"Come on, let's turn up the mattress first." Peng Dezhi said.

The three stood on one side, and Wang Yalun shouted, "One, two, three, get up!"

Everyone turned the mattress to the ground with great force, and there was nothing underneath.

"Boss, I think Mr. Su and the others must have searched for these places. If there were, they would have found them long ago." Song Liansheng said.

"Boss, I don't think we can be so reckless. We should first analyze where people generally put their suicide notes. Lian Sheng, where do you think you would put your suicide notes?"

"Dezhi, are you cursing me? Why should I write a suicide note?"

"This is a discussion, Mr. Wang, where do you think most people put their suicide notes?"

"It must be a conspicuous place, otherwise how can others find it?"

Song Liansheng and one of Peng De nodded.

Peng Dezhi glanced around, pointed to the dressing table and said: "This is a dressing table that women often use. It should be a more reliable place to put it on it. What do you think?"

"Bang Dang" sounded again, and the three of them danced and squeezed together again, back to back.

"What's going on?" Wang Yalun asked.

"Boss, the door is blown shut."

"Feng—, boss, Feng—" Peng Dezhi shouted.

"What's wrong? I know there's wind, can the door be blown shut without a damper? Don't move—the wind!" Song Liansheng said.

"Yes, it's the wind. I remember that Liao Manli said that she once opened the door and smelled a scent of perfume. Do you think the scent of perfume is the suicide note blown out by the wind?" Wang Yalun asked.

"It's over, then it's all over," Song Liansheng said, "If the wind blows like this, where can I find it? It's already blown into the country of Java!"

Let Song Liansheng say this, and the morale of the three people suddenly lost.

"What should I do, Boss, are you still looking for it?" Peng Dezhi asked.

"Let me ask you two, do you believe in fortune-telling?" Wang Yalun asked.

"I don't believe it, but I think I can try it." Peng Dezhi said.

"Well, we won't look for it today, I'll ask a master tomorrow and see what the master has to say."

"Boss, where is such a master?" Song Liansheng asked.

"I don't know, I'll go to Mount Lantou tomorrow and ask. Let's go, let's go back."