Metaphysical Fortune-Telling C40
by MarineTLChapter 040 Qiao Man was in the back of a police car again. As a seasoned tipster by now, he knew the drill - he buckled his own seatbelt without being asked and didn't forget to remind Maomao: "Keep an eye on my bicycle. Don't let anyone steal it." Maomao nodded blankly, watching as the police cars drove off in a line, sirens wailing. He thought to himself, You just had every thief around here hauled away - who'd be crazy enough to steal your stuff now? Watching a little kid point out…









