Chapter 293 Hand me over to the police?



Sang Jueqian was not afraid, but rather felt a little bit of anticipation.

If she wanted to take a look, she would find out who had come again. Could it be someone sent by Xie Mingshan again?

But today's transaction was obviously going very smoothly, so Xie Mingshan shouldn't have sent anyone over!

Thinking this in his mind, Sang Jueqian slowed down his steps and prepared to go downstairs.

But before he could make any move, the footsteps came straight upstairs.

Just by listening to the footsteps, Sang Jueqian could be sure that the person going upstairs was definitely not Li Junyan.

The two have known each other for such a long time that Sang Jueqian is very familiar with Li Junyan's footsteps.

Besides, they had just separated. Even if Li Junyan really wanted to come and find her, he would never be so sneaky. He would definitely call her name the moment he jumped out of the window.

After confirming that the person coming was an enemy and not a friend, Sang Jueqian directly took out a musket from the space and was ready at any time.

A few seconds later, the footsteps were approaching.

Perhaps because he was afraid of being discovered, the person did not turn on any lighting such as a flashlight and just walked up in the dark.

Sang Jueqian’s ability to see things in the dark is not very strong, but this is her place after all, and she is very familiar with it.

Seeing the blurry figure gradually approaching, Sang Jueqian quietly stepped aside. When the man passed by him and was about to continue moving forward, Sang Jueqian put the muzzle of the gun to his back.

"Don't move."

The black shadow stiffened instantly and dared not move anymore.

Sang Jueqian had a high-intensity flashlight in his other hand, and he turned it on without any hesitation.

With a click, the high-intensity flashlight emitted a strong light, illuminating the entire floor.

The person in front of him was naturally completely exposed to Sang Jueqian.

Sang Jueqian stared at his back carefully again and again, but more and more doubts appeared in his mind. Who is this person?

She didn't know him at all and had never seen him before.

Sang Jueqian was too lazy to think hard and asked directly, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"I...I just came here to steal something. Please don't kill me. You should call the police!"

Sang Jueqian, “…”

It was the first time she saw a thief actively asking to call the police.

Sang Jueqian slowly walked around to the front of him, still pointing the musket at him, "Are you really here to steal something?"

The other person nodded frantically, "Yes, yes! I really am here to steal. Please call the police."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at the musket in Sang Jueqian's hand.

But the moment his eyes touched the musket, he looked away in horror, his face turned extremely pale, and his body trembled.

He really didn't expect that he would be pointed at with a musket just because he came here to steal something.

Although he had never used this thing himself, he had seen it on TV. The musket in front of him was definitely not a toy, no matter from its texture or gloss.

Even if it was a toy, he didn't dare to gamble. What if it was real?

Then he’s finished!

Sang Jueqian stared at the person in front of him carefully, "What's your name? Why are you here to steal things?"

"My name is Zhou Bukong."

Sang Jueqian sneered and shook the musket in his hand. "It's already this time, and you still dare to talk nonsense to me here. I think you really don't want to live anymore."

If the previous Sang Jueqian had said this, it might not have had any deterrent effect.

But the current Sang Jueqian has really been to the battlefield and has killed many people.

When her face turned cold, her aura was very shocking.

Zhou Bukong was so frightened that his legs went weak and he fell to his knees on the ground.

"I didn't... I didn't lie. This is really my name. My parents gave it to me. I still have my ID card with me, or I could show it to you."

As he spoke, he was about to take out his ID card from his pocket.

Maybe because I was too nervous, I didn't put my hands in my pockets several times.

I finally took out my ID card, but my hand shook and it fell to the ground.

Sang Jueqian didn't bend down to pick it up. "Pick it up yourself and show it to me."

Zhou Bukong did not dare to hesitate at all. He quickly picked up the ID card and held it in both hands to show Sang Jueqian.

The picture on the ID card is indeed Zhou Bukong's face, and the name next to it is indeed the three words Zhou Bukong.

However, Sang Jueqian did not know how to tell whether an ID card was real or fake, and was not sure whether it was true or not.

But this is not very important.

"Then why did you come here to steal things?" Sang Jueqian asked the question again.

"I……"

Seeing him hesitant and silent, Sang Jueqian's face turned even colder, "You won't say it? Then don't blame me for being rude."

"Tell me! Tell me!" Zhou Bukong hurriedly raised his hands above his head. "I saw a lot of your videos online and knew you had a lot of antiques here, so I... I thought about stealing one or two. You have so many anyway, and if one or two are missing, maybe no one will notice.

I've observed this many times before. There's no surveillance inside or outside your store. As long as I'm clean and don't leave fingerprints, you shouldn't be able to find me."

After saying these words in one breath, Zhou Bukong's body shook even more violently.

He told the truth. Wouldn't the other party be too angry and shoot him?

But if he didn't tell the truth, he felt he would be beaten even more.

Zhou Bukong only felt regret at this moment. He should not have come earlier.

I just had a sudden impulse and wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect that not only did I not steal anything, but now I have to lose my life.

He has lived for so many years, and he has stolen quite a few things before. He is also a bit famous in the underworld, but now it’s all over.

The expression on Zhou Bukong's face kept changing, and he looked a little funny.

Sang Jueqian kept staring at Zhou Bukong. Seeing the changing expressions on his face, he felt a little amused, but he didn't show it on his face.

This person is most likely a thief.

And he's a thief with a bad brain.

But hearing his extremely light footsteps and his relatively confident words just now, Sang Jueqian felt that he should still have some abilities.

Sang Jueqian thought about it, went around behind him, took out a rope from the space, and tied him up tightly.

After making sure that he had no ability to resist, Sang Jueqian sat down on the sofa and said, "Tell me, how should I deal with you?"

Zhou Bukong hesitated, "Hand me over to the police?"

In the past, Zhou Bukong was most afraid of the police.

But now, he missed the police uncle very much and just hoped that the police would appear at the next moment and take him away.

At least, as far as the police are concerned, he will only be detained for a period of time and educated, and his life will not be in danger.

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