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After Noda Hao said goodbye and left, Kiko came over and exchanged WeChat messages with Qin Feng.

"Why do you and Lao Qin only add WeChat? Why don't you add both of us?" Tang Ren asked Kiko.

Kiko glanced at Zhang Jin: "He and I have already added WeChat."

"Then why don't you add WeChat with me?" Tang Ren asked again.

“I don’t exchange WeChat messages with people outside of the top 20 on the crimaster rankings.”

Tang Ren pointed at Zhang Jin: "What about him? Isn't he ranked ppt1999?"

"He paid." Kiko explained.

"I can pay too!"

"Sorry, I won't add you even if you pay." After Kiko finished speaking, he took out a new lollipop, tore off the wrapping paper and put it in his mouth, turned around and left without looking back.

"Damn! What does she mean? She won't add me on WeChat even if I pay?" Tang Ren yelled at Kiko's back in annoyance, "Little blue hair, let me tell you, if you don't add me, the number one detective in Chinatown is yours.

Loss! You will never meet a handsome guy like me a few times in your life!"

Kiko raised his right hand and raised his middle finger behind him.

The three of them were the last ones to walk out of the Zaowang Temple.

"With such a big twist, where are we going to find the five million?" Tang Ren asked, putting on his pair of $ glasses.

Qin Feng asked: "He is Chinese. Where do Chinese people who come to New York want to make a living?"

"Chinatown!"

"Damn, Lao Zhang, can you please stop stealing my lines!"

The three of them soon arrived at the Chinatown Employment Agency. After a battle of wits and courage with the female person in charge, Qin Feng finally got the notebook recording Song Yi's job search and read through it as quickly as possible.

After leaving the employment agency, Tang Ren couldn't help but ask: "How about it, can you find the five million? Don't let the five million that was brought to your lips fly away!"

"Don't worry, you can't fly." Zhang Jin said.

"You care about five million, I only care about why he killed people." After Qin Feng finished speaking, he picked up the chalk that came from the employment agency and began to calculate on the ground.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Qin, what are you doing?" Tang Ren asked doubtfully.

"He is using Manhattan measurement to calculate Song Yi's residence." Zhang Jin explained.

"Is this measurement method really useful? If not, just rely on my dragon-seeking ruler!" Tang Ren expressed doubts.

Zhang Jin said: "I think it's at least a little more reliable than your Xunlong Ruler."

"Do you really underestimate the Dragon-seeking Ruler left behind by your ancestors?"

"No, I just underestimated you. Also, I want to correct you. The Xunlong Ruler was not left by our ancestors at all, but was passed down from the West." Zhang Jin said speechlessly.

He had checked the information about the dragon-seeking ruler. There was no record of this thing in the ancient Feng Shui books. Almost most of the tools mentioned were compasses. The prototype was a divination rod from the 15th and 16th centuries in the West. Europeans could not only use it

Divination can also be used for prospecting.

It was officially introduced into the country in the 1980s. It first entered the Feng Shui community in Taiwan and was used in a small area. It was named Xunlong Ruler to improve the quality of this thing. After all, people who believe in it have a higher quality.

That’s more.

Later, after various Feng Shui masters added fuel to the fire and hyped it up, they even wrote a historical biography of Xunlong Ruler out of thin air, and its influence gradually expanded with the development of Xunlong Ruler's online shopping.

Tang Ren retorted unconvinced: "Nonsense, how could the Xunlong Ruler come from abroad? I still have information, which says that the Xunlong Ruler came from Yang Gong, Yang Junsong, a famous Feng Shui master in the Tang Dynasty!"

"Did you buy the Xunlong Ruler online?" Zhang Jin asked.

"How do you know?" Tang Ren looked stunned.

"Businessmen will do anything to sell their goods. Do you believe this fake historical data?"

"I spent 9.8 yuan to buy the Xunlong Ruler with free shipping. How could it be fake?" Tang Ren looked like he wouldn't listen to me.

Seeing Tang Ren acting rogue, Zhang Jin didn't bother to say anything, but quietly waited for Qin Feng to complete his calculations.

Although he knew that Song Yi lived in Brooklyn, he didn't know the specific location, so he still had to rely on Qin Feng to lead the way.

As Qin Feng wrote a bunch of calculation formulas on the ground, more and more passers-by were watching. Performance art on the streets of New York is quite attractive.

"Found it!" Qin Feng suddenly stood up.

Ten minutes later, the three of them took a car to a street in Brooklyn and walked into an unattractive staircase.

Walking in the street-painted corridor full of hip-hop style, Tang Ren was very excited about the five million he was about to receive!

Zhang Jin followed the two of them, took out his mobile phone and looked at Song Yi's reply in crimaster, thinking that since you are unwilling to cooperate, then I can only show you my methods!

"Shred...slice...cut into cubes...whatever staple food you want..."

A burst of Mandarin with a Tangshan accent came from the classroom, which immediately attracted the attention of the three people.

Qin Feng, Tang Ren and Zhang Jin lay on the windows and looked in, and saw Song Yi standing in front of the blackboard giving a Chinese lesson to a group of foreigners.

On the round table with red tablecloth next to it are various Chinese restaurant tableware. It can be seen that Song Yi is teaching some basic terms for working as a waiter in a Chinese restaurant.

Qin Feng observed for a while and realized that he was wrong. Song Yi was not left-handed.

He turned to Zhang Jin and said: "It seems that what you said before is right, he is not the murderer."

Zhang Jin reached out and held down Tang Ren, who was about to go in and arrest someone: "Wait, don't mess around, the students inside have guns!"

"There is a gun? How do you know?" Tang Ren asked doubtfully, but before Zhang Jin could answer, he asked himself, "I know, you must want to go in and grab five million before me, so you can divide the money like this

When the time comes, you can share more, right! Don’t even think about it!”

After saying that, Tang Ren retracted his hands, twisted around and escaped from Zhang Jin's hands. He strode to the door and pushed open the door and rushed into the classroom.

Zhang Jin looked at the shirt in his hand that was printed with US dollars, and looked at Qin Feng speechlessly.

The two hurriedly ran towards the classroom door. When they arrived at the classroom door, Tang Ren was already punching and kicking Song Yi, and kept muttering: "...If you still kill people, just kill them...still...

Shred, slice, and dice it!”

Click!

After the students in the classroom reacted, they took out a variety of pistols and pointed them at Tang Ren.

Tang Ren stared at this scene dumbfounded. He was so frightened that he immediately raised his hands and looked at the door for help!

Zhang Jin and Qin Feng walked in quickly. Qin Feng nervously explained Tang Ren's actions in English to everyone. Zhang Jin went to help Song Yi up on the ground and whispered in each other's ears: "Hello, I am 1999

.”

After Song Yi heard this, the angry expression on his face turned into surprise, and his eyes fell on Zhang Jin's faint smile.

At this time, Qin Feng had already pulled Tang Ren to the door of the classroom, waving desperately to Zhang Jin who was still inside, telling him to come out quickly.

"As long as you cooperate with me, we can achieve our goals. By the way, I remind you that Lu Guofu will bring people to arrest you later. If you want to cooperate with me, I will wait for you in the toilet." Zhang Jin finished.

After picking up Song Yi, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Song Yi wiped away the nosebleed with a serious expression on his face.