At ten o'clock the next morning, the lazy Shen Qiang drove alone to the outside of Doushi Temple, while the sky was lightly snowing.
"Shen Qiang, you need to disguise yourself as a business elite and get in touch with those flirty socialites to see if they will target you," said Qian Shanxue coldly, sitting in the passenger seat.
Shen Qiang smiled, "Are you sure you're not joking? I'm the boss of Heshenghe, the father of lactose, the fastest surgeon, the security advisor of Dragon Group, and a lot of people in the Provincial City know me. Do you think that killer maniac would have his subordinates and gang keep an eye on me?"
Qian Shanxue looked at Shen Qiang calmly, paused for a moment, and said, "Although your previous data shows you were only a short guy of about one meter sixty, now your height exceeds one meter eighty, your body is strong and upright, and you have an extraordinary demeanor, which fully fits the target characteristics of the killer maniac."
