Sister Ding shook her hands and handed the paper to Qin Zhengnan. "Sir, look!"

Not only did Qin Zhengnan come over, but also two policemen, Xiao Jianjun and Zhou Yu, rushed in.

Qin Zhengnan unfolded the paper in his hand and looked down. A line of bright red handwriting appeared on the palm-sized paper.

"Help note: Please express this note to No. 22 Qin Zhengnan, Block B (tel: 139xxxxxxxx). Uncle, I'm opposite!"

Qin Zhengnan opened his eyes involuntarily, his eyes filled with surprise and excitement, and his hands trembled slightly to put all the pieces of paper on the table.

Every piece of paper is torn from Xuan Paper. It's...