Chapter 259
Seeing what had just happened, the others didn't pick up the copied portrait. Before leaving, Bei Qiao, out of curiosity, leaned over to take a look, then compared it with the wanted poster on the wall. It was amazing how much this portrait resembled the man who had just been driven away, and it was easy to mistake it at first glance.
The wanted poster on the wall was recently posted. After several days of exposure to wind, sun, and rain, the portrait was a bit blurry. The writing seemed to have been written at different times. The part about the criminal's characteristics was the oldest, followed by large areas of crossed-out text, the content no longer visible. The bottom few lines were still wet, clearly freshly written.
"The victim has never excluded the murderer, and the murderer is not a poor person. Don't spread rumors... Oh." Bei Qiao touched his chin: Is there a public opinion war involved here?
Bei Qiao didn't stay long at the government office. After glancing at the wanted poster, he left, ready to quickly familiarize himself with the area. Forums say it's not as safe here as inland, and accidents are common. It's best to memorize the city's chaotic roads for future escapes. As he walked, Bei Qiao stopped in an alley, frowned, and looked around the corner. "This place doesn't give me a comfortable feeling."
"Help!"
Bei Qiao: It's broad daylight, in plain sight. Which criminal is so bold as to commit a crime near the government office in broad daylight?
"Help... Did I kill the wanted criminal I caught? He's very expensive!" Song Yun, who subconsciously fought back after being attacked by the gangster, felt that the thing lying on the ground looked familiar. He took out the picture album and took a look at it. He stomped his feet in anxiety: Fortunately, his face was not broken, but with this dead look, can he survive to the yamen?
Bei Qiao, who was about to go find the constable: "..." So this is the life-saving thing, well, that's quite reasonable.
Seeing the wanted criminal lying on the ground, barely breathing after being beaten, Song Yun gritted his teeth, fished out some medicine from his pocket, scooped out a tiny amount and applied it to the wanted criminal. He then laboriously dragged the wanted criminal towards the government office. Seeing Bei Qiao standing in the alley, she nervously tugged at the wanted criminal's clothes, fearing someone else might steal the credit.
Bei Qiao, who had been planning to lend a hand, simply moved back when he saw this, leaving enough space for the other person to pass: This face really is from the wanted poster, and looks like a murderer. No wonder it feels wrong.
Seeing Bei Qiao retreating, Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief and dragged the wanted criminal outward like a sack. After finally dragging him past Bei Qiao, she released her grip and shook her wrist, glancing at her slightly red palm. Then, looking back at the short distance she had dragged, she gritted her teeth and said, "Why is it so heavy?" It took so long to drag him so far. Earning money was so hard!
"Sister?" Song Ting, who had seen his sister walking out of the alley with her butt sticking out from a distance, ran over quickly: "Why are you dragging someone out after beating them up? Get back here!"
"Brother? What are you talking about! But you've arrived just in time! Come over and give me a hand!" Song Yun, who was resting on the spot with his hands on his waist, turned around with a look of surprise when he heard the voice: "I caught a wanted criminal! He's very valuable!"
"Oh, so he's a wanted criminal..." Song Ting breathed a sigh of relief: I thought...
"What else do you think it is?" Song Yun looked puzzled, but he didn't think about it too much. After his brother took over the wanted criminal, he immediately immersed himself in the fantasy of spending the bounty: "Add this money, and I'll have saved enough!"
"Why are you saving money? Why don't you let me buy you something you want?" Song Ting raised his eyebrows: "Did you get cheated by someone?"
"Oh, I wanted to buy someone a birthday present! It's only meaningful if you pay for it yourself!" Song Yun slapped his brother on the shoulder. "By the way, brother, there's something I want to ask you. Please explain it to me from a man's perspective."
"Stop introducing random people to me..." Song Ting glanced at Bei Qiao who hadn't walked far away: Especially when the other person doesn't have that intention, you insist on getting close to them and pulling them over, making me, your brother, look like a gangster with the intention of stealing but not the courage to do so.
"Oh no! This time it's really not!" Song Yun patted Song Ting's arm: "What I want to ask is, if someone says he likes me and even wants to kiss me without knowing that I am a girl, then he..."
"Which little bastard is it!" Hearing someone trying to take advantage of his sister, Song Ting instinctively loosened his grip. The wanted criminal he was holding fell back with a thud. The noise was so loud that even Bei Qiao, who was half a block away, heard it and instinctively glanced back. As for the wanted criminal, he must have been seriously injured. He fell straight to the ground without a sound. He must have fainted from the pain.
"Oh, that's not important..."
"Isn't this important?!"
"elder brother!"
"Okay, okay, go on." Song Ting looked at Bei Qiao who turned around and continued walking forward: "Speak more quietly." His intuition told him that if he spoke any louder, it would be embarrassing.
"Hmph, where was I just now... Oh, right, so he saw through my men's clothing and saw the little girl inside me, the beautiful soul... Bro, why are you rolling your eyes?"
"What do you think?" In order to make his sister understand his attitude, Song Ting deliberately slowed down the movement of rolling his eyes: "As your biological brother, I can lie and say that your soul is beautiful... But! No one will see through your appearance! It's absolutely impossible!"
"Who asked you that?! I know my breasts aren't as big as yours. What I want to ask is, will he..."
"Absolutely impossible! Don't be unconvinced. Take me, your brother, for example. I like girls, so it's impossible for me to consider my brothers and classmates as my partner choices. If that person is attracted to you, then either he likes both men and women, or he is a very secret homosexual." Song Ting did not refute the fact that his breasts were bigger than his sister's. He was quite proud of this. It was not easy to be able to practice like this.
"No, there's no possibility that he only likes me, regardless of gender?" Song Yun stomped his feet in anger: "Am I really that unattractive?"
"If you ask me to look at the situation from my own perspective, I can only say that I think he's a man of both sexes, and he might prefer women more than men. But you're pretty, and your personality suits his taste, so he made a move on you." Noticing passersby looking at his chest, Song Ting signaled his sister to lower her voice, "Don't shout so loudly."
"What's wrong with speaking louder? Brother! What you said just now was so rude!" Song Yun was so angry that he turned his head to the side: Even if you praised me for being pretty, I would still be angry with you!
"Brother Xin, all men are bad! They say they want to seal the heart and lock the love, but they're still taking advantage of others. Tsk... why are you looking at me with a squint? Except for me, your brother!"
"Ah..." Song Yun hugged himself with a look of disgust: Arrogant!
Bei Qiao, who had listened to all the gossip from a distance with his extraordinary hearing, said: I wonder if the wanted criminal on the ground will still be alive after they finish their discussion... It doesn't matter whether a murderer is alive or dead.
Leaving the alley, Bei Qiao continued walking. As he walked, he pondered when to return to Novice Village. While the weather around him was still warm, it had already turned cold in Novice Village. If he left too late, he might encounter bad weather along the way, which would delay his journey. Accidentally getting frostbite along the way would be unwise.
"If we go further south, we can take a boat back, but the carriage is not very convenient..." Bei Qiao looked up at the sky: Forget it, I'd better take some effort to drive back. It's because Huihui and Honghong couldn't bear to leave me and came all the way to reunite with me.
Perhaps because he had walked too far, Bei Qiao didn't run into any familiar faces along the way. However, he did discover another Qiao family escort agency. Compared to the Qiao family escort agency in Linjie City, the people in this agency were a bit more arrogant. Seeing Bei Qiao passing by, they looked him up and down, making the veins in Bei Qiao's forehead pop out: What do you mean?
Someone from the Qiao Family Escort Agency said: "Oh, I wonder which rich girl this is. She doesn't look like she's here to hire, but more like she's here to find someone." Her gait is quite steady, but there's no murderous aura about her. It's obvious she's a newbie who's never been to the border or seen war... I hope she's not here to challenge us. Last month, the guy who lost the challenge was actually squatting at the entrance of the escort agency crying. It really affected business!
Bei Qiao: It’s been a while since I’ve been looked at like a weakling. I kind of want to roll up my sleeves and show off my muscles… Interesting.
Bei Qiao was currently wearing women's clothing and had no plans to use the identity of Cousin Qiao for the time being. Most people in the Qiao family's main household were somewhat familiar with Cousin Qiao's identity, but the scattered Qiao family escort agencies might not be as familiar. Especially the workers, who might not even recognize the token in Bei Qiao's hand.
The Qiao Family Escort Agency occupied a considerable area. As Bei Qiao observed from outside, a convoy had already departed. A child in a carriage saw Bei Qiao standing outside and, after lifting the curtains, tried to pull at his conical hat. Their parents quickly caught them and patted them on the butt.
The entrance to the escort agency was large enough to accommodate two or three large carriages simultaneously. As the carriage carrying the child passed Bei Qiao, another carriage barreled out of the yard, nearly slamming into the other carriages as it turned a corner.
The carriage was moving in a hurry for some reason, and the people inside looked nervous, peeking out from behind the curtains with timidity, like thieves. Noticing Bei Qiao's gaze, the people inside shrank back behind the curtains, gripping them and pulling them down, covering the half of their faces that had been exposed, leaving only one eye visible as they continued to glance left and right.
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