Xu Cheng said his thoughts, then reached out and patted Qi Minghui on the shoulder: "I feel wronged."

Qi Minghui, who was brainstorming, came back to his senses and was immediately frightened: "No, no, I don't look like a woman in women's clothing, so you should wear it."

Xu Cheng was full of questions: "What women's clothing should I wear?"

Qi Minghui said in surprise: "Aren't you going to wear women's clothing to seduce the murderer?"

Xu Cheng almost didn't come up in one breath, and the murderer was seduced in women's clothing? You are really Kennedy sitting in a convertible hood - your mind is open.

Believe it or not, I will let you wear women's clothing and go to the men's bathroom to have a chicken meal now?

Qi Minghui also realized that he had thought it was a bit wrong and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Xu Cheng took a deep breath: "I'll say it again. Using the purchased information as bait to lure the murderer. It may be more dangerous for you to come forward, so you are wronged."

Qi Minghui is an outsider and has never been attacked before. The murderer would not have too many concerns about killing him.

Xu Cheng has avoided the murderer's attack twice in a row. If he is used as bait, the murderer may be alert.

Qi Minghui patted his chest: "No problem, just leave it to me."

In order to avenge, he had long put life and death aside, and a little danger was nothing.

...

At dusk, the sky is dyed with gorgeous clouds, and the city reflects irregular shadows in the afterglow of the sunset.

Street lights in many places have already lit up early, and pedestrians are in a hurry on the street.

Qi Minghui, who came to Shangcheng District for the first time, looked at the well-dressed passers-by around him, and a little bit of shame naturally arose in his heart.

Soon he cheered up, threw this feeling behind his head, hugged a thick stack of paper in his arms, and walked towards the office building in the distance.

It is supper time now, and many white-collar workers in the office building come out to find food, and people come and go at the gate.

Qi Minghui appeared in the abortion, with a smile on his face, and handed the papers in his hands to others one by one, just like a qualified order dispatcher, and it would not be embarrassing even if he was rejected.

In fact, Qi Minghui has also been a placing agent for a long time, and this matter is easy for him.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A shout suddenly sounded, Qi Minghui turned his head and looked at him. It was a young security guard staring at him with bad eyes.

"This is not the place you should come, you have to send orders to other places."

Qi Minghui subconsciously wanted to apologize, but when he remembered Xu Cheng's instructions, he held back and instead scolded him loudly: "It's all your business. Is this your home open?"

"Hey, you kid deserve a beating, right?"

The security guard walked over angrily, and Qi Minghui did not give in. The two of them quickly began to push and greet each other's elders in C language.

Originally, Qi Minghui was dispatching orders here, and most people would not pay attention to him, but when he and the security guards began to conflict, the people around him began to be curious.

Many people picked up the flyer that Qi Minghui fell to the ground and found that it was not a commercial advertisement.

The above records the cruel incident of a vicious one-eyed gangster who secretly forced dozens of young girls to die in a state of great success. It is said with a beginning and end, time and place, and the murderer's method of committing the crime clearly. Now the murderer is hiding in the upper city of York City, preparing to find his next target.

The leaflet also comes with a one-eyed picture, which makes people feel furious.

Given the strange and rampant world, many people did not doubt the authenticity after seeing the flyer, and even thought of the suicide girl who happened to the office building a few days ago.

Qi Minghui and the security guards were very motivated, and soon attracted other security guards in the office building.

Qi Minghui would never be fond of fighting, so he immediately picked up the remaining flyers and turned around and ran away.

He was very fast and several security guards couldn't catch up, so they had to turn around and go back.

But when the security guards just returned, Qi Minghui immediately turned back and continued to send leaflets at the gate.

The security guards chased after him again, but they didn't catch up, and went back cursingly. Qi Minghui appeared again, and the angry security guards chased him out for the third time.

Such a comedy like a cat catching a mouse was staged at the gate of the office building, making people around them very happy.

The flyers in Qi Minghui's hand were also distributed cleanly during the escape and return, and then they escaped.

At the same time, a short essay began to spread on online platforms and in the local social circles of York City.

The content of the short essay is also about the murderer. The author describes the victim's kindness and friendship from the perspective of the victim's family, condemns the murderer's cruelty and evil. At the same time, he calls on the Bureau of Investigation to intervene in the investigation and can provide all clues about the murderer, and says that as long as the murderer is not arrested for a day, the author will follow up to the end and never compromise.

This short essay certainly did not cause a large-scale heated discussion. At most, it was circulated in the local social circle of York City, and it was the result of paying for traffic.

But this is enough for Xu Cheng. Whether it is a short composition or a distribution of leaflets, the ultimate goal is to let the murderer see it.

The information bought with money is written on small compositions and leaflets. If the Bureau of Investigation really intervenes in this matter, with this information, the murderer may be caught.

Xu Cheng didn't believe that the murderer could still sit still after seeing it.

However, the development of the matter was beyond Xu Cheng's expectations. In the next two days, no matter how he and Qi Minghui sent flyers to write short compositions, the murderer never moved, nor did he attack Qi Minghui as expected.

In the hotel, Xu Cheng and Qi Minghui sat face to face, looking at each other speechlessly.

In the past two days, Qi Minghui, who has been distributing leaflets near the office building, has been constantly dealing with the security guards to fight guerrilla warfare.

Although he escaped many times with his legs and feet, he often walked by the river and could not get wet his shoes. He was still caught and beaten up, with a faint bruise at the corner of his eyes.

Xu Cheng has been posting small essays these two days, and has been quarrel with the trolls. He has been furious and angry, and he has broken one of the keyboards.

"Brother Cheng."

Qi Minghui hesitated. Although he didn't know Xu Cheng's age, Xu Cheng still convinced him after getting along for a few days. His brother shouted sincerely.

“Did we fail?”

After two days of busy work, I didn’t get anything, but I spent a lot of money on printing paper.

“There is this possibility.”

Xu Cheng sighed and thoughtfully said, "If the murderer has left York City, then we should find a way to find where he is going..."

Qi Minghui immediately cheered up. He was not afraid of failure, but was afraid that Xu Cheng would choose to give up and he would become a lonely man again.

Fortunately, Xu Cheng's idea was still very firm and he had no intention of giving up.

“??????§?$Ψ￥…”

The ringtone of the cell phone interrupted Xu Cheng's words. He picked it up and looked at it and found that it was Annie who called it.

Since realizing that the murderer was likely to leave York City, Xu Cheng's attention to Anne has dropped a lot and he has never followed her again.

"Hello."

Xu Cheng chose to answer: "Is there anything wrong?"
Chapter completed!