Of course, not all people with the surname Lu were good. There was one exception, and that was Lu Qin.
Right, Zhu Meina stopped. She didn’t know if Lu Qin had found him. If he was Lu Qin, she would find a place with no one and hide for the rest of her life.
As long as he was caught, he would die.
However, she wasn’t Lu Qin. How could she know what Lu Qin was thinking? Perhaps Lu Qin felt that he had lived enough. He wanted to die early and be reincarnated again, however, reincarnation was also a skill. Lu Qin was a person who committed many evil deeds. It was hard to say if he could be a human in his next life. Perhaps he would be reincarnated as a pig or a dog.
Zhu Meina walked to the safety hall and sat down. Naturally, someone would pick her up.
“Miss Zhu, please describe the faces of the people you know.”
A sketch artist took his sketchbook and wanted to draw a portrait now.
