Qiao Yuan was also very curious about who could have stolen the thief's phone.

Since the thief has been verified by the Security Bureau, it is clearly stated in the file that he is indeed a capable person.

And it is a sixth-level alien spirit!

Taking all these factors into consideration, it was still stolen... Could it be that there is a master hidden in this city?

Seventh level?

But who would be so boring at level seven?

After thinking for a moment, Qiao Yuan decided to call the person in charge of this city again to inquire about the matter related to the thief.

A few minutes later, with the help of the authorities, Qiao Yuan met the thief at a teahouse.

There are some things you have to ask yourself clearly.

…

Mingyuan Teahouse.

The private room on the second floor is located by the window, and there is a lush park downstairs with pleasant scenery.

The thief received a sudden notice from the authorities, asking him to go to the teahouse to meet a seventh-level awakener.

When it realized that the man was Qiao Yuan, who had made a bet with it, its entire spirit felt unwell.

But you have to go even if you don’t want to!

Otherwise, it would offend both the authorities and the seventh level, and it would be dangerous.

Along the way, the thieves all had shriveled faces, looking like dead people.

Push open the door of the private room.

Just took a left foot step.

"Isn't this the Thief Saint?" Wu Banxian deliberately said loudly.

This sentence stimulated it even more, and its face turned from pale to ashen in an instant.

"I'm curious, who could steal the phone from you?" Qiao Yuan asked calmly after taking a sip of strong tea.

At this point, the thief dared not hide anything and explained everything on the spot.

After discovering that its phone was missing, it tried to return the same way, but still found nothing.

“…”

"Is it some other spirit?"

"Impossible!" the other party insisted.

As both are different spirits, they are very sensitive to each other's aura.

"So that's the Awakened One?"

"That's impossible." The thief seemed a little hesitant.

When the awakened one uses their abilities, it can detect the fluctuations of spiritual energy.

It seems that there is only one answer, and Qiao Yuan's guess has been verified.

There is a second-stage victim in this city, and if he did it, everything makes sense.

"According to regulations, the crime of theft can be punished by death!" Qiao Yuan said calmly.

The thief was so frightened that his face twisted into a knot, and then his body softened and turned into a pool of black smoke.

…

"No, I remember it clearly. I memorized it before I died... According to regulations, if a person steals a large amount of public or private property, he or she shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention, or public surveillance, and may also or solely be fined..."

A mouth emerged from the black smoke and recited the laws and regulations verbatim.

Wu Banxian: "..."

Qiao Yuan: "Are you human?"

Thief: "..."

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the atmosphere was quite awkward.

"I just want to ask one thing. If the mysterious man who injured you appeared in front of you, could you recognize him?"

"Think it over first. We can't rule out external factors like the other person's appearance changing, or their spiritual energy being obscured..."

“…”

"I can!" said the thief immediately.

Who is it!

Officially known as the Thief, it calls itself the Saint of Thieves.

The thief leader has a sharp eye!

Once you have seen it, you will never forget it!

"Very good, I can give you a chance to make amends. Are you willing to cooperate with me..."

"I do!" The black smoke instantly condensed into a human shape, and its attitude was very firm!

"It's a pleasure to work with you, my friend." Qiao Yuan put the dagger back on his back and extended his right hand for a friendly handshake with the thief.

Next, based on the new position provided by Li Xiaoling, a new plan came to mind.

Use the victim who reached the second stage and the identity of the thief to manipulate the situation.

The success rate will increase significantly!

After calling Bu Li, Qiao Yuan gave him some instructions.

Soon, news about the thief preparing to report to headquarters spread on the Internet.

The authenticity is unknown, and in this era of news explosion, almost no one pays attention to this matter.

Unless it is an enemy who is closely observing the Security Bureau!

Qiao Yuan already had a guess in his mind.

…

A few days later.

Near a construction site in the city.

A small, damp basement is filled with all sorts of stuff.

Antiques, famous paintings, luxury goods, batteries...

It is hard to imagine that these things worth millions were piled up casually in this smelly room.

As the toilet door opened, a man holding cash walked out, then picked up a bottle of 1982 Lafite and flushed it into the toilet.

"Using money to wipe your butt is not as comfortable as using paper, but it is a luxury..."

Guo Zhang started talking to himself.

He is a well-known thief.

He hangs around at the bottom of the society in this city and is notorious because he often goes to the palace. To put it bluntly, even if he dies in a stinking ditch one day, no one will care.

He had just been released from prison half a month ago and was warned to mend his ways. He had heard this so many times that his ears were covered with calluses.

If I don't commit crimes, won't you sheriffs be out of work?

Returning to the city feels like a lifetime ago.

Compared to the outside world, he still thinks prison is better. Everyone in there is a talented person, and he misses life in there.

After returning to his old business, he set his sights on a new target and easily stole money from an old man.

After uncovering layer after layer of plastic bags, he was surprised to find that there were tens of thousands of them!

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