Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
After settling the rest of the seafood, Fatty washed his hands and sat down across from Jiang Cheng.
“Doctor,” Fatty began hesitantly, “You’re free now, right?”
Jiang Cheng leaned on the chair and picked his teeth. His other hand swiped through the short videos. The women in the video danced happily. His face slowly turned red. “They should be asleep at this hour. They won’t answer your calls…”
Fatty was confused. He reacted after a while. He quickly explained, “Doctor, I’m not talking about the rich ladies. I want to ask you… about the missions.”
Jiang Cheng provided the most basic respect when he heard the term mission. He turned off his phone and placed it on the table. After seeing this, Fatty also became serious. He straightened himself and leaned forward, “Doctor, I still have the same question. What does the clue represent? Who had it in the previous mission?”
Jiang Cheng raised his head. The way he looked at Fatty shifted. Fatty’s first reaction was to look away as if… he was hiding something.
“Continue.” Jiang Cheng lifted his chin with interest. His fingers that tapped the table stopped.
Fatty pressed his lips. He continued in a severe tone, “Since Zhang Yinyin physically searched the woman in the qipao’s body, it means the clues are something physical and not verbal messages. Plus, when she did this, the mission just started. Therefore, the clue was not found in the mission, but someone carried them into the mission.” He continued his analysis, “The thing should be small. Otherwise, Zhang Yinyin’s action of unbuttoning the qipao couldn’t be explained. The qipao is a tight-fitting outfit so if the thing was hidden by the woman, it should be very small or…”
Fatty suddenly stopped. He looked at Jiang Cheng with a complicated gaze.
“Or it’s extremely thin.” Jiang Cheng naturally continued. He leaned back and lay on the couch comfortably. From Fatty’s perspective, half of his face became hidden in the dark.
“Like…” He gestured with his hand, “A piece of paper.”
Fatty’s eyes trembled.
As he expecte
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