A luxury hotel in Kyoto.

Duanmulei was standing there with a pale face, like a child who had done something wrong, facing the two people in front of him, K, and the blood dish.

When the two men came out of the empty courtyard of Qiu Si, their faces were gloomy.

"Mr. K, we didn't deceive you. According to our investigation, the old fellow is hiding there." The end of the Mulei in front of me suddenly said. Fang Hai next to

said in a cold sweat on his forehead at the moment, "Yes, he's right. We searched a lot of clues to get the address of Qiu Si, which...