Maximilian Ma and the Echoes of Fate Chapter 43

Magistrate Liu said: "These two children are the newly adopted sons of Bei Zhi. In Yunxi's class, Bei Zhi saw the beautiful appearance of the two children and they were smart in conversation. He liked them very much, so he accepted them as godsons. The children have never seen the world, and they are still Please ask Qiqian Duoduo for advice."

On the way to the government office for a drink, I discussed this with Fu Qingshu. Investigating a case is like fighting a war, which requires luring the enemy in-depth to know oneself and the enemy. If I go to the government office, I will show the face of a late wife who is an upright official. It is equivalent to telling those who are greedy for money to be on guard before going to Yunnan, but it will make it more difficult to handle the case. It's better to drink wine, eat vegetables, take money, and hug beautiful women. When he regards us as one of his own, he will show his trump card and take over everything. It's easy to do and the process is comfortable.

Fu Qingshu was very impressed at that time: "Your calculation is really loud."

You will not live if you do your own misfortune. Fu Qingshu and Chu Xianmei looked at each other. My right-hand man and my right-hand man were each occupied by the two godsons of Magistrate Liu. Magistrate Liu is good at raising his children. One of his two children is named Ruyi and the other is Satisfied. Their demeanor and behavior not only overwhelm Fu Xiaohou's brothel Yizhihua Chuxian. Even the young prince's beloved Master Ruoshui could hardly achieve this level of cultivation when he was thirteen or fourteen years old. Beads of sweat just flowed down my spine. In exchange for the reward, two people and four hands couldn't help but touch my chest, sleeves, and waist. Damn it, I, Maximilian Ma, have taken advantage of me countless times in my life, but I didn’t expect that I would be taken advantage of by two children today.

I glanced sadly at Fu Qingshu. Fu Xiaohou was occupying the fresh branches without pain in his back. Chu Xian's slender hand held a pink handkerArchibald and was carefully wiping the oil stain on his robe. Fu Qingshu looked at it with a smile, looking very helpful.