Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 142 - 137: The Eve of the Wedding

Chapter 142: Chapter 137: The Eve of the Wedding"A murder weapon."

Meng Qianqian said.

"Murder?" Tan’er looked at the flute in her hand, "How can a flute kill? It has no blade, no poison. Ah! Could it be a hidden weapon?"

As she spoke, she began to inspect every small hole in the flute carefully.

"No hidden weapon at all, the Hundred Li Kill Order just exchanged for a broken flute!"

Meng Qianqian chuckled slightly, just about to speak, when suddenly a man in a black cloak walked past from the front.

In the workshop, strange people could be seen everywhere. Meng Qianqian rarely scrutinized others, yet when this man appeared, she inexplicably cast a glance.

Just one glance, and she saw the pigeon blood tattoo on the back of the man’s hand.

Her eyes narrowed sharply.

"My Execution Order..." Tan’er hugged the flute, crying pitiably, without shedding a single tear.

"Tan’er."

Meng Qianqian spoke calmly.

"What?" Tan’er immediately stopped her fake crying.

Meng Qianqian glanced at the back of the cloaked man’s figure: "See that person? Let’s split up and chase him."

Tan’er spun the flute stylishly in her hand and gripped it tightly: "Understood!"

Tan’er slipped into the alley opposite the iron shop, while Meng Qianqian lowered the brim of her hat, stealthily pursuing him.

The man in the cloak entered a gambling den.

Meng Qianqian followed in without hesitation.

In the workshop, it wasn’t too scandalous for a woman to enter a gambling den. Everyone was focused on the game, not paying any attention to whether the newcomer was male or female.

Yet, Meng Qianqian felt a bit of difficulty.

There were too many people in the gambling den, and she couldn’t find that person.

She remembered Lin Xiaoru mentioning that the gambling den in the workshop had only one door, so she could confirm that the person was still inside.

She had two options: either block him at the door or

Lady Du covered her eyes, extending a hand: "You don’t have to rush so much!"

Meng Qianqian seriously flipped through: "Spring Breeze Painting, not many positions."

Lady Du: "...!!"