His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 422

Feng Can stood up abruptly, ran behind Tang Qianmiao, leaned over and stared at her computer for a serious look!

"it is as expected!"

Lu Wanyu watched him walk over curiously, and leaned over as he did.

"What... ho!"

She was stunned.

The two slowly turned their heads, looked at each other, and then tacitly looked at Qian Miao, who was shielding the outside world and indulging in games.

"O, M, G! So you are the foodie." - Lu Wanyu.

"It turns out that the boss is by my side... I don't know if my brother knows about this..." - Feng Can.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt strange, as if he had missed some information.

It wasn't until he mentioned his brother just now that he remembered that if Tang Qianmiao could ask him that question just now, he must have seen the online status of his account. Only friends can see it!

So, she's one of his list buddies!

With that account, he has only a few friends.

He thought it was a "witch" just now, but when he came over, he found that he was a "foodie". In addition to being surprised, he was also inexplicably relieved.

Qian Miao didn't look up, and said lightly, "Have you finished your review?"

Lu Wanyu and Feng Can curled their lips, and obediently went back to study.

After Feng Xian finished playing this, he went off the line.

Qian Miao also had no interest in playing, and suddenly remembered something, so she carried the computer to the second floor.

She has to look up that F god.

After a simple search on the browser, there are only simple text records and no picture records.

The text information only records his name and gender and past achievements, and nothing else.

Looking at these, you can't see anything at all.

She went into the secret network for a while, and before she saw F God, she saw her name first.

Still marked in red.

[Where is hunt really sacred? A character that even the vultures can't detect! 】

Seeing this, she then remembered what Lin Zifan told her before—multiple capital forces joined forces to ask someone to investigate her, and they wanted her to be dealt with.

After that, she didn't do anything deliberately, or even forgot about it.

However, this spirit vulture failed to make any waves.

After a cursory glance at the thread, she came out and continued to check the "real body" of God F.

It is about Tang Xiaoer, she must be cautious.

The other party is indeed a master, and it took her a long time to find any clues.

This person once participated in the offline activities organized by the National Association three years ago.

At that event, he went out low-key and did not attract attention, but he was still kept a little record by the organizer.

Among them, there is a photo.

In the photo, three men stand together for a photo. She knew that the men on both sides were managers of the National Association, and neither of them wore masks.

The man in the middle, half a head taller than them, wore a black peaked cap, black mask and sunglasses, which were covered tightly.

She zoomed in on the photo, her eyes fixed on the man's neck.

He wears a long necklace with a short white tee.

Qian Miao zoomed in on the necklace and saw the shape of the necklace. It was a crescent-shaped machete. The handle was embellished with top-quality diamonds. Just like that, the price of this thing was at least six figures.

Qian Miao followed this thing to check, and quickly found the information she wanted.

This necklace is a limited edition of an international famous brand in France that summer, and there are only twenty pieces in the world.

There are five articles in G.

She glanced at the buyers, two of them were wealthy women over fifty and famous all over the country.

This necklace is for men, so they will definitely not use it when they buy it.

Qian Miao's eyes swept over, and suddenly, she saw a familiar name!

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(That's all for today, I wish everyone a good dream, good night.)