The first stop Wang Hui went to was the home of the contractor who died unexpectedly.

His home is in a village in the outskirts of Beijing.

When Panamela drove into the village, some villagers on the roadside looked at it strangely.

The passenger's car window fell, and Xiaomi's beautiful smile appeared.

"Brother, please ask, where is Liu Changting's home?"

Xiaomi came out, one was the one that was two.

The man who was called the eldest brother was actually over fifty years old and was considered an uncle.

But after Xiaomi's soft voice was so soft that her bones became crispy.

"Just at the west end, the tallest building is his house."

"Thank you, brother!" Xiaomi raised the car window, and the man's eyes were still straight.

"Disgusting!" Xiaomi cursed.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Wang Hui smiled.
Chapter completed!