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senile corona rubbed his hands together tightly.

Why did it feel like he had already lost?

He said, "It's a little early for you to say that, sir. Let's wait until we find the dead man."

Ji Yunshu smiled.

Then, he picked up the painting on the table, rolled it up, and gave it to old officer.

He said, "Sir, may I trouble you to bring the painting to the painter of the city