C54 Death of Panax Ginseng

"What kind of two?"

"Two men, about half an hour. Two men came. It was raining last night, so I didn't see clearly when the light wasn't good."

First Uncle nodded and asked again, "Did the two of them talk to you? It could be my client. "

The neighboring Uncle Dai naturally knew that his First Uncle was occasionally telling fortune telling. Without asking further, he replied