Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

It’s not that she didn’t think about recruiting someone later, but as soon as she revealed that intention, that person cut off their cooperation.

Speaking of which, she hasn’t contacted the other party for almost two years.

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At the same time.

Eleanor avoided the ‘eyes’ that were monitoring her, took advantage of the chaos to merge into the crowd, and arrived at the place where she had agreed with Qiao Nian.

As soon as she sat down, she saw the black coffee that had been ordered long ago placed in front of her seat. Eleanor picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was the essence of black coffee without sugar.

It was her habit to drink coffee.

She only came out to drink coffee with Qiao Nian twice alone, and she remembered her taste. Eleanor was in an unprecedented good mood.

Starry eyes embellished, and the corners of her lips curled up.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she revealed the news that the Sixth Continent tried its best to block.

“Mu Qingtian is dead.”

“?”

Qiao Nian paused in drinking tea, obviously he hadn’t received the news yet, lifted his wrinkled and thin eyelids, and looked at her with black eyes.

The green-haired girl waved the coffee in her hand at her casually, and said as if it was free: "You help me order coffee for me, you're welcome."

Qiao Nian couldn't help but glance at her: "If you sell intelligence like this, I reasonably suspect that you will starve to death on the street."

Eleanor sat there like a boneless person, supporting her chin with both hands and looking at her, and replied disapprovingly: "So I don't sell intelligence, I sell skills."

"..."Qiao Nian stopped talking.

If she didn't know that the seemingly harmless girl in front of her was ranked first on the killer list, she would probably naively think she was a craftsman.

What a skill to sell.

How can killing not be considered a skill?

The comments on Eleanor on the black Internet are really artistic killers, and even like gorgeous and dramatic methods to kill people.

"Mu Qingtian is dead, don't you have any plans?" Eleanor kicked her legs, leaned back, and supported her elbows on the position to support her sloppy sitting posture.

Qiao Nian finally drank a sip of tea and asked in a tone that was even more indifferent than hers: "Why, does the Sixth Continent suspect me?"

The green-haired girl shook her head: "That's not the case..."

Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows: "..." She was surprised and surprised that the Sixth Continent didn't blame her this time.

Then she heard Eleanor say again: "There are many smart people on the island, but you are more unlucky to meet a fool who already has a problem with you."

She didn't sell the circle and continued: "Moody suspects you."

"Oh." Qiao Nian narrowed her beautiful eyes with interest and nodded at her in agreement: "He is indeed a fool who has a problem with me."

"Tsk." Her way of grasping the key points pleased the green-haired girl. Eleanor smiled again, her teeth showing and her eyes not showing, and she was visibly happy.

And she did not hide her appreciation: "I like you!"

...

Ji Lin accompanied Ye Wangchuan to push the door and heard the girl's happy and sweet voice confessing to Miss Qiao.

"I like you."

Direct.

Straightforward.

The girl's tone was brisk and natural. If you didn't know, you would think that the man who had an appointment with Miss Qiao to drink water in the coffee shop was a man, and they just happened to encounter a rape scene.

Ji Lin instinctively looked to the side, and didn't know why he couldn't help but want to peek at Wang Ye's expression. Obviously... it was a girl who confessed to Miss Qiao, and it was more like a fight between girls.

Ji Lin just couldn't control himself, and looked at the man's reaction like a conditioned reflex.

...Do they count this as rape? Yes? No? But Wang Ye's expression really looked like a husband who caught his wife cheating.