So Your Name Is Wang Qiang, Then I Didn't Find the Wrong Person
The blonde really lived in Tailai District.
When he heard Han Tang directly report his home address, his emotions instantly exploded, and he could no longer hold back his tears.
"Big brother!"
"I really don't know any Lame Liu!”
"I didn't scam your goods either!
"I'm just an ordinary swindler who swindles a little money. Just treat me as a fart and let me go!”
"Stop looking for me!"
Crying?
On the other end of the phone, Han Tang almost burst out laughing when she heard the blonde break down and cry.
It seemed that Tailai Community was really his address!
Wasn't this swindler too stupid?
With his IQ, if he really wanted to swindle a few thousand yuan, the police would probably be able to catch him within an hour of the crime, right?
Just now, Han Tang thought that if she said anything wrong, she would probably lose her chance of getting an SSS rating.
After all, if he said something wrong, it would mean that the fraud had failed, and it would be easier for him to see through the flaws.
Therefore, when Han Tang mentioned Tailai Community, she was also very nervous.
Now, it seemed that he had worried too much.
Han Tang suppressed her urge to laugh and lowered her voice.
Then, she looked at the photo on the computer and covered her mouth with her hand, imitating the sound of the door opening.
"Squeak!"
Then, he immediately changed his voice to that of an old man in his sixties or seventies.
"Young man, I've seen you standing here for a long time. Who are you looking for?”
At this moment, Han Tang imitated the swindler's neighbor. Although Han Tang did not know who the swindler's neighbor was, everyone was living in a building now. Once the door was closed, they rarely interacted with their neighbors.
In addition, swindlers rarely interacted with people in order to hide, so he believed that the swindler could not know his neighbors.
However, after imitating the neighbor, Han Tang switched back to the young assassin's voice and continued.
"I'm looking for Wang Qiang."
"Does he live in this room?”
The name Wang Qiang was the name that Han Tang had seen on Douyin.
When he transferred the money with AliPay, he found that the other party had prompted him to be strong.
Therefore, it was easy to deduce that the blonde's real name was Wang Qiang.
When the blonde heard his name on the other end of the phone, his eyes widened like light bulbs. He looked at the police officer beside him in panic and kept asking in a low voice.
"Officer, what should we do?"
"He found me!"
"He really found me!"
When the police officer saw how flustered the blonde was, he guessed that Han Tang was right on the phone. The blonde's name should really be Wang Qiang.
Moreover, when Han Tang said the address just now, this yellow-haired guy actually cried. He didn't even know how to act.
Did he not know that the more he collapsed, the easier it would be for others to catch him?
If she could calmly say that she was not in Tailai Community, Han Tang might not know what to do.
Shaking his head slightly, the police officer felt that the blonde was extremely stupid.
However, it was difficult to remain calm and clear-headed and have a correct understanding when being deceived in the game.
This was not his fault.
At this moment, the police officer waved his hand, signaling him to be quiet, and then took back the phone.
After all, if the blonde said a few more words on the phone, his ancestors would probably be sold out.
However, before the police officer could speak, the other end of the phone immediately spoke in an old man's voice.
"Wang Qiang?"
"I've never heard of Wang Qiang!"
When the blonde heard that the neighbor didn't know him, he instantly felt much more relaxed.
If he did not know her, then perhaps the young assassin Han Tang was playing would think that he had gone the wrong way.
Now, not only did the blonde feel relieved, even the police officers who were listening in felt relieved.
However, he did not expect Han Tang to continue speaking in the tone of an old man.
"But I do know that this young man lives in this house.”Han Tang looked at the photo on the blonde's Weibo and continued.
"About twenty years old?"
"He's not even thirty yet, and he's got a head full of blonde hair.”
"He always wears a flowery shirt, tight pants, flip-flops, and a big gold chain around his neck. I know he's not a good guy just by looking at him."
"Eh?"
"Are you his friend?"
At this moment, the police officer heard Han Tang's voice on the phone and sized up the blonde beside him.
Blondie.
Floral shirt.
Tight pants.
Thongs.
big gold chain
It was as if he had seen what the blonde had described.
Wasn't that too accurate?
Could it be that there was really an assassin on the other end of the phone?
Was this killer really standing in front of the blonde's house?
No way!
The police officer blinked doubtfully and did not say anything. Instead, he fell into deep thought.
If this was really an assassin…
Wasn't that too brazen?
Was he afraid that others would not know that he was going to kill someone?
He didn't expect that the blonde would have already come to call the police.
What the police officers didn't know was that Han Tang didn't care if the blonde guy called the police or not. He only cared if he could trick the blonde guy.
He only wanted an SSS rating.
This was the only way to unlock the system.
At this moment, Han Tang placed her phone close to the table and knocked on the table with her hand, imitating the sound of knocking.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
After knocking on the door three times, the blonde's body suddenly tensed up.
He thought that he was lucky that he had run away long ago. Otherwise, he would have been blocked by the killer at the door of his house, so he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Whoosh!"
Han Tang listened carefully to the voice on the other end of the phone and frowned.
The voice was very weak, but because the police officer had placed the phone near the blonde's mouth, Han Tang happened to hear it.
At this moment, Han Tang could not help but think to herself.
I knocked
Are you relieved?
What did he mean?
After thinking for a moment, Han Tang used the voice of an old man to continue speaking.
"Are you looking for him?"
"He just went out!"
"Didn't he tell you?"
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