The detective climbed over the wall and walked to the vicinity of the house. Such private entry into other people's houses is definitely not allowed, but the private detectives violated this kind of thing in this way. "Yeah, how can a house with no one live in a house with a curtain?" The detective looked at the windows of the house and whispered. If there is no one living in the house, there will be no bed curtains. If there is no one living in it, there will be any curtains here. If there is no one living in it, there will be any curtains here! The detective walked closer, put on gloves, and then began to try one by one in front of the window. Soon, the detective found a window and flipped in, then turned on the flashlight to shine inside the house, then turned on the light, and walked inside the house. "Yeah, there is a blanket on the sofa, it seems that someone should be the most

I have lived here recently. Well, that's right, there are debris of convenience food on the ground." The detective illuminated the flashlight on the ground, had an idea in his mind, and continued to look, then turned on the living room lights and walked towards the kitchen. Well, the detective was still not sure that this was the person he was looking for. He went upstairs again, came to the bedroom, and started to flip. Soon, a photo placed on the table was turned out. Then the detective smiled. Although the person in the photo was a few years younger than the person he was looking for, it was just a comparison. The detective put down the photo, returned to its original state, went downstairs and turned off the lights, crawled out of the window, and then jumped over the wall and left. Then he called. It's important to make money.
Chapter completed!