"Read." Qin Kun whispered.

"In March last year, evil ghosts appeared at the Atlantic Hotel in Lisboa and nuisance gamblers."

"In April, the investigator went to investigate and identified as a ghost general."

"In September, an investigator was seriously injured and the investigation resulted in someone raising a ghost."

"In December, new progress has emerged in the investigation. 15 years ago, Zeng Yunwei, the owner of the Lisboa Atlantic Hotel, was killed near the mass trap of Taipa. The murderer was unknown. The Lisboa Atlantic Hotel was taken over by Zeng Yunwei's deputy Li Weide..."

A needle can be heard in the room.

The dealer Awei said nothing and was pinched by Qin Kun: "I remember what he called me?"

"Zeng...Zeng Yunwei."

This ghost is Zeng Yunwei, the owner of this hotel 15 years ago!

In my memory, it was actually 18 years since I took refuge in the crime three years ago, and 15 years ago, he was already the boss of this hotel.

The complex memory fragments were slowly rectified, and the ghost's eyes gradually became empty. Qin Kun handed Yan over and said, "What's your current boss' name?"

"Lee Vide. It turns out it's you..." Awei raised his head, his smile twisted, and looking at the boss who had already entered the middle age, the boss's heart skipped a beat.

Qin Kun patted Awei on the shoulder: "I was killed and made into a devil. I really won't let you go if I die..."

Awei tightened his expression: "Li Weide, where is my wife and daughter..."

The middle-aged boss shrank in the corner, his teeth trembled: "Wenhuasong! Peter! Kill him for me! I have money! Peter! Why are you still standing there? Are you not very happy when you play with his wife and daughter?"

The black soul priest was very angry and very scared, and he wanted to kill the middle-aged boss now.

Qin Kun closed his eyes and rested, and someone kneeled down in front of him.

"Sir."

"Just call me sir, I'm not young anymore."

"help me."

"How to help?"

"Stop these two people..."
Chapter completed!