The thief obviously didn't pay attention to gossip, and asked carefully: "Who is Bryce Lin?"
Jasper Chen raised his kitchen knife, and the latter was almost in tears, and said sincerely: "I really don't know him."
Pretending not to hear, Jasper Chen sat down on the corner of the bed, his face looking grim under the moonlight: "He sent you to steal the manuscript, right?"
The thief who just wanted to take some money couldn't explain himself.
Gritting his teeth, he suddenly stood up and reached into his pocket. Jasper Chen thought the other party would take out a sharp weapon next, so he moved away a little. Who knew that what he finally took out was a cell phone? The thief dialed the number at the fastest speed in his life: "Hello, is this the police station? Help! I'm at..."
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