Chapter 1287

Mutual reporting?

Everyone looked at each other. They didn't know what the operation was. They all had an indescribable feeling in their hearts. They felt something was wrong and seemed to be in a routine.

Shen Qianshu said with a smile, "you know each other best. Molise came to report to me for one of your legs. I think for your life, you should also provide any clues, otherwise no one will care about your life."

"Sect leader, you are persecuting us."

"Little brother, talk well. What's coercion? Among you, I don't believe it. There's no clue at all. At first, I came here to see that I'm a girl, soft and deceptive, isn't it?"

Others did not refute, but was she soft and deceptive?

Now, with one death and one injury, there are 40 people in the castle in addition to Meng Qi. These 40 people are divided into several factions. They report to each other. The clues are trivial. We should make sure that their factions are true.

These people are not stupid. They know what Shen Qianshu means, but even if they know, there is no good way to deal with it at the moment.

Everyone was silent, but it was not as good as Shen Qianshu wanted.

Molise's usual friends were silent. They also found one thing. Although Shen Qianshu kept pressing them, he didn't really hurt them.

Instead, they have always wanted to try the depth of Shen Qianshu.

In an hour.

Beckman called, and Shen Qianshu answered the phone, deliberately answering the phone in front of everyone, "are you serious?"

……

"OK, I'll know." Shen Qianshu deliberately glanced at the crowd, and her eyes did not necessarily fall on anyone, but fell somewhere. Her attitude seemed very good, but everyone felt a chill.

Did Beckman find anything?

The sect leader's eyes are terrible.

Everyone thought about the look in the door owner's eyes. It was super terrible, but Shen Qianshu didn't say much. He hung up the phone and said faintly, "Beckman has a clue. Who is Quinn?"

A teenager stood up and said, "report to the sect leader, I'm Quinn."

He is a white young man. He looks about the same size as Mengqi, and looks thinner than Mengqi. He looks like a bad boy, but his eyes are very clean.

"Beckman said that three days ago, you bought enough raw materials to make explosives, and there are still many." Shen Qianshu said faintly, "he soon sent back the video. You borrowed a friend's credit card and bought it with his friend's hand. How do you explain?"

Quinn said, "I received a list that needed blasting, so I bought raw materials, and all the things were stacked in my warehouse. You can send Beckman to check. I haven't had time to make explosives."

"Address!"

Quinn sent the address to Beckman from his mobile phone. Shen Qianshu asked Beckman to check it. Quinn stepped aside, silent and silent. Shen Qianshu could number everyone right in his mind. Although he didn't know their names, he saw their every move since he entered the castle. Quinn, unlike a murderer, was the most laid back person.

It's time to eat, sleep, and don't worry.

If he is not in a good mood, it is that this matter has nothing to do with him. He also cares about his one mu three Fen land. He doesn't seem to care about the rest. Like Mengqi, he is very independent.

Half an hour later, Beckman sent back the news. As expected, everything was there. Quinn had not used it yet, and Shen Qianshu had a clear idea in his heart. Checking in front of him was just a pressure to these agents.