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Facing Yi Xiaofei's cold and intimidating eyes, Antian Liangzi revealed a hint of fear.
"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes; it's terrifying!"
"It seems you know quite a lot!"
Yi Xiaofei interrogated Antian Liangzi, as her information was astoundingly prompt.
"Not much, not much, just knew it before you did! The dead person was from the Southern Border Miao Tribe. As for who did it, there are many suspects!"
"Even you don't know?"
For Yi Xiaofei, Antian Liangzi was a great help, her people possessed certain abilities in this regard.
"You think this kind of thing is easy to investigate? It takes time, and besides, the job was done so cleanly, it's difficult to trace. At most, we might suspect that someone from the Northern Borderlands is more likely to be behind it!"
Antian Liangzi spoke casually, and Yi Xiaofei pondered for a moment. Phone calls had been made; he still needed to understand the situation himself.
"You rest here by yourself; I will come back soon!"
