The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

At this moment, at the entrance of a quiet cemetery somewhere in Mandalay, a young woman in a white dress and sunglasses slowly stepped into this sleeping place.

Her steps were light but with a firmness that could not be ignored, as if every step was based on past memories.

She held a bouquet of flowers in her hand. The colors of the flowers seemed particularly bright in the silence of the cemetery, just like the flame that never went out deep in her heart.

Her eyes swept gently across this resting place. Every grave carried a past, and every name had a story hidden behind it.

However, her gaze finally fixed on a grave in the west, which was the eternal concern in her heart.

She squatted down and carefully placed the bouquet of flowers on the grave, her movements so gentle as if she was treating a priceless treasure.

Then she slowly took off her sunglasses, revealing her deep and complex eyes.

Her fingers gently stroked a photo on the grave. It was her sister, someone who had once given her endless love and support.

There was a terrifying smile in her eyes, a complex mixture of revenge and determination.

She whispered, "Sister, I've graduated. Thank you for your support over the years. Without you, I wouldn't be who I am today. I don't have much ability, but I can still help you deal with that bitch. She will pay you back a thousand times for everything you've suffered! I'll come here with her head in my hand to atone for your sins!"

As she spoke, her tears couldn't help but fall and drip onto the soil of the grave, as if she was having a silent conversation with her deceased loved one.

She was crying not because of sadness, but because of the anger and unwillingness in her heart.

No matter what Wang Hui did, she is closer to me than my own sister. Without her, there would be no me!

The young woman had an upright posture, her eyes flashing with determination and coldness. She slowly stood up and elegantly put on her fashionable sunglasses, as if she was making final preparations for the upcoming drama.

She bowed deeply, which was both a farewell to the past and a declaration of war on the future. Then she turned and left with firm and powerful steps, without any hesitation or nostalgia.

Soon, a low-key and luxurious business car approached silently, the door opened, and she stepped into the car without hesitation. The car started and quickly drove away from this land full of memories.

There was only one thought in her mind: Now that I'm back, it means the prelude to revenge has begun, starting with those who have offended my sister. If they are still breathing, they should pay the price for their crimes!

The car moved smoothly through the night and finally stopped in the heart of the bustling city of Mandalay.

The woman got out of the car and walked into a high-end hotel. Her figure looked particularly mysterious under the light.

After entering the room, she walked to the dressing table and began to put on makeup carefully, with every stroke revealing her meticulousness and calculation.

Soon, a completely different face appeared in the mirror, as if she had put on another mask, ready to step into a new battlefield.

After finishing her makeup, she walked into the hidden bar of the hotel, which was a lively scene with guests swaying on the dance floor and enjoying the night's carnival.

Holding a glass of red wine in her hand, she gracefully moved among the crowd, and finally stopped in front of a local man, with a charming smile on her lips, "Handsome man, can I have a drink?" Her voice was low and seductive.

When the man heard this sudden invitation, he was immediately overjoyed and raised his glass to greet her without hesitation.

The woman clinked glasses with him gently, then gave him a meaningful hug and whispered a room number in his ear. The hint was self-evident.

The man was instantly overwhelmed by desire and began to eagerly tug at his tie, fantasizing about a romantic encounter with this mysterious beauty.

However, as time went on, he gradually felt something was wrong. It seemed that something in his throat was slowly tightening, making it difficult for him to breathe, and an ominous premonition came over him.

But he was too weak to struggle and could only watch himself step by step into this carefully laid trap...

Junjie's finger trembled slightly as he pointed at the adjutant who was immersed in the dance floor.

The adjutant was dancing closely with a dancing girl at the moment and did not notice Junjie's strange behavior and pleading look at all.

The music roared, the lights flashed, and the crowd's laughter drowned out Junjie's gradually weakening shouts.

Suddenly, Junjie's body trembled violently, and then he fell to the ground weakly, and blood began to flow from all his orifices. The horrific appearance was like a sudden nightmare, which instantly broke the frenetic atmosphere on the dance floor.

The guests around were terrified, screaming one after another, and they fled from this terrifying place for fear that they would also be involved in this misfortune.

The adjutant finally came back to his senses from the passionate dance. He pushed the woman beside him away and looked at Junjie who was lying on the ground with wide eyes.

At that moment, his heart seemed to stop beating, and an ominous premonition came over him.

He hurried to Junjie, knelt on the ground, held Junjie's face with trembling hands, and frantically shouted his name, trying to wake Junjie up.

However, Junjie's breathing had stopped, and his eyeballs bulged out due to extreme pain, as if they were about to burst out.

The tragic scene made the adjutant feel heartbroken. He hugged Junjie's body, tears flowed like a spring, and his crying shook the earth.

The hotel soon realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly reported it to the police.

This incident was clearly a carefully planned assassination by poisoning, rather than an ordinary accidental death.

Everyone was shocked and terrified, wondering who was so bold as to attack Junjie.

Junjie was Kun Luo's close friend. He had always been protected by his adjutant and usually had bodyguards with him when he went out. But now he died here in such an unclear manner.

Junjie's identity was not simple, and his death naturally attracted the attention of various departments of the Akbang Police Bureau. Zhou Chenglong and Murong Mu both came directly.

The scene was quickly cordoned off, and two people came with a forensic doctor to investigate, and someone was sent to check the surveillance footage to see who did it.

How dare you poison and kill people in public in a hotel?

This man is very brave. Akbang is no longer the place full of warlords as before. The public security is now good.

A tragedy has happened here now, which is a slap in the face to the police station.

Murong Mu squatted down and looked at the black blood flowing out: "I know it's poison without any test. Junjie doesn't have many enemies. This case is not simple."

Zhou Chenglong has sent people to check the surveillance footage to see if there are any valuable clues.

This case is indeed not a simple one!