The system asks me to pick up trash

"Hurry up, everyone go find them separately, and we must not let Young Master Long go."

Everyone knows that once Young Master Long escapes, it will add a lot of unsafe factors to people's lives in the future.

Because Young Master Long had both funds and many followers, he didn't know when Xiliang Town would suddenly be bloodbathed.

Capturing Young Master Long is tantamount to maintaining people's normal lives.

Everyone moved quickly, every house was checked.

The sound of running, shouting orders to stop, one after another.

The whole villa upstairs and downstairs
Dong dong dong

The sound was deafening.

However, until evening, when the prisoners were counted, Young Master Long was still not seen.

Everyone's heart felt like a lump of numbness, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

After eating, Xiao Yi came to the woods behind the villa in an unhappy mood, looked up at the moon in the sky, and sighed.

Then King Power whistled, like some ancient tune half a century past.

It's called "Ah, goodbye, friend."

Ah, if I die in battle, bury me on a high hill.

Although describing the scene after the sacrifice, the lyrics are not sad at all, and give people the courage to fight on.

Xiao Yi listened to the young Wang Quan whistling, and suddenly remembered that when he checked the rooms on the first floor, he seemed to see a KTV-like karaoke hall.

Singers generally pay great attention to the splendor of the spiritual world rather than material enjoyment.

Thinking about how the Young Master Long was so obsessed with sensuality all day long, how could he pay attention to spiritual enjoyment?
Xiao Yi frowned, and grabbed Wang Quan's arm who was whistling:
"Come on, let's go and see."

King Quan, who was blowing with high spirits, looked unhappy:

"People are immersed in it, what are you doing?"

"I discovered an unbelievable thing, and maybe I can find the traces of Young Master Long."

Xiao Yi dragged Wang Quan to the KTV room.

When it was opened, there was no one there.

King Quan asked:

"This is what you said you can find clues, where is that clue?

You can't even see a ghost, so what can you find? "

Xiao Yi observed every object in the room, and said to Wang Quan:

"Let me tell you, you little brat, don't you think Mr. Long, setting up such a room is superfluous?

Think about it, how can a person like him spend his days and nights, have time to express his beautiful feelings?

If you look at the dust in this room, it means that no one has been there. "

Wang Quan felt even more strange, and asked Xiao Yi:
"No one has been here, so what else can you find?"

Xiao Yi squatted on the ground, watched carefully, and pointed to Wang Quan:
"Look down, although the items are covered with dust, which means that no one has been there, but there are footprints!"

With Xiao Yi's reminder, Wang Quan really bent down and carefully looked at the footprints on the ground;
"Brother, you are right, it is footprints, I saw it too."

Wang Quan walked forward along the footprints, and when he reached the karaoke table on the monitor, the footprints stopped.

"Brother, the footprints are gone!"

Xiao Yi also came to the monitor where the song was ordered, and studied it carefully.

Dust on the display, no fingerprints, it means that the person who left the footprints did not order a song.

He didn't come to this room to sing!

There are other plans!

After carefully checking the past one by one, I found that there is no dust on the microphone handle!