Shopkeeper Zhang put away the banknotes and saw that Yan Jingtian and the others had gone away. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared and replaced with a sinister and ferocious expression.

"Waiter, come here." Shopkeeper Zhang's tone was deep, and the waiter began to beat his heart.

He cautiously arrived in front of shopkeeper Zhang, nodded and bowed and said: "Shopkeeper, what are you calling me?"

Zhang Changgui's eyes flashed with a sinister look, and he looked up at the direction where Murong Qing and the others disappeared.

"You recognize the woman just now? Go check this person's traces for me. If you have any news, come back and report to me." Shopkeeper Zhang was full of hatred, and his face was always gloomy.

When the waiter heard what Shopkeeper Zhang said, he felt that something was wrong and became suspicious. He stood there hesitantly and did not start immediately.

"Why are you still standing there, are you waiting for me to whip you?" Seeing that the waiter didn't leave for a long time, shopkeeper Zhang became angry.

"No, it's from the shopkeeper." The waiter looked nervous, as if he was trying to find out what the shopkeeper was thinking, "That woman has a distinguished status, so I'm afraid this won't be good, right?"

"What if they find out, then we won't be able to eat and walk around?"

Seeing how worried the waiter was, shopkeeper Zhang had a sinister smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I just inquired about her whereabouts. Even if she is discovered, it's not a big crime. You don't have to carry it. I will be responsible for everything."

Shopkeeper Zhang said so confidently that the waiter had no choice but to turn around and leave.

After asking for a few days, shopkeeper Zhang already knew Murong Qing's whereabouts, and once again secretly called the waiter into his room.

"You said she will go to the bookstore in the east of the city in the past two days? Is the news reliable?"

"The information reported to the shopkeeper is absolutely reliable."

Shopkeeper Zhang had a sinister smile on his face and stood up from his chair: "Okay."

"Shopkeeper, what do you want to do?" When the waiter saw Shopkeeper Zhang getting up and walking out, he knew that he must want to find trouble with Murong Qing, so he quickly took a few steps forward and followed him out of the room.

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Shopkeeper Zhang kept walking, with a scary smile on his lips.

"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own plan."

When the waiter heard about it, he ran quickly and blocked shopkeeper Zhang's path in front.

"It's not allowed for the shopkeeper," the waiter persuaded earnestly, "she is the shopkeeper of the general's wife. If you find trouble with her, I'm afraid you will get into trouble."

Shopkeeper Zhang patted the waiter on the shoulder, looking confident and comforting him.

"Don't worry too much about this," Shopkeeper Zhang leaned close to the waiter and whispered a few words in his ear, "Don't worry, the person I'm looking for will definitely leave no trace."

"Hey, even if I get caught, I can stay out of it. Just wait and see."

Shopkeeper Zhang's body disappeared outside the store door. Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective and foreseeing what might happen in the future, the waiter had no choice but to shake his head.

Murong Qing was still busy preparing for the past two days. After getting up every morning, he went to the bookstore to read. After a few days, he became familiar with the bookstore owner.

On this day, Murong Qing picked up a book of poems and was reading it. When he accidentally looked up, he found that a strange face was taking advantage of him.

But when he met his gaze, the face suddenly hid from the door, his brows furrowed, and he felt a little suspicious.

It seems like someone is peeking at me?

But when I think about the fact that I don't know that person and I haven't made any enemies in this period of time, I become even more confused.

After much deliberation, I couldn't come up with any results, so I shook my head.

"Forget it, forget it, the most important thing now is to read a few more books, and then I can barely cope with it. Other things are not important." Thinking of this, Murong Qing lowered his head again and continued to concentrate on reading his own books.

Book.

People are coming and going in the bookstore, both buying and reading books. The shop owner greets all the customers with a smile.

Time passed unknowingly, the sun had moved to the west, and it was getting late. The shop owner's stomach suddenly growled.

"Ouch, I've been looking at this general's wife for so long." The shop owner touched his belly and couldn't help but glance in the direction Murong Qing was walking.

Finding that Murong Qing had no intention of getting up and leaving, the store owner walked out from behind the counter.

But the boss could never drive the customers away, so he had to come up with an idea.

"Madam, please read here for now and help me look around the store. I'm really hungry and I have to go out to buy something to eat. I haven't eaten anything all day." The store owner had a look on his face.

Sorry look.

Murong Qing raised her head and listened to what he said. She didn't even realize that she stayed in the store too late and affected the boss's meal, so she replied: "It's okay, I just don't plan to leave now, so I can help you check out the store."

it is also fine."

The shop owner was filled with gratitude and walked out the door as he said: "Then there is Mrs. Lao. I'll be back as soon as I go."

After walking out of the bookstore, the store owner locked the door and headed to the restaurant on the street.

Murong Qing once again immersed himself in the pictures depicted in the poem and carefully understood the emotions conveyed in the poem.

In the darkness, a group of men in black of unknown origin sprang out around the bookstore.

Seeing that the door was locked, the group of men in black quickly gathered a pile of dry firewood around the bookstore.

"ignition."

A man in black took out a torch and lit it on the dry wood, and the match started to burn.

"Hehe, she will never be able to run away now." A trace of evil sinisterness flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he turned and left with a sinister smile.

The bookstore was brightly lit with candles, and Murong Qing's silhouette reflected on the window, like a picture of a beauty reading at night.

But while he was watching, Murong Qing was suddenly awakened by a strange smell of smoke.

Wrinkling her nose and inhaling hard twice, she realized something was not right: "The smell of cigarette smoke is getting stronger and stronger, it seems to be around here."

Thinking about it, she got up and wanted to check outside the door, but when she walked to the door and opened it, she found that the door had been locked from the outside.

He pulled hard twice more, but the door didn't move at all, and Murong Qing became a little anxious.

"Shop, shop, please let me out quickly!"

When he saw the thick smoke again and judged that the fire was coming from the door, Murong Qing suddenly felt angry.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Come open the door and let me out, there's a fire here! Someone come quickly!"

Murong Qing banged the door so hard that it made a loud noise.

But at this time, the shopkeeper was in the restaurant, ordering a few side dishes and a bottle of wine, eating and drinking, feeling very happy.

"What should I do... what should I do?" Murong Qing was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking around the store.

Thick smoke billowed in, already seeping through the crack in the door.
Chapter completed!