"As he spoke, Qiao Jing's hand made a 'clunk' sound as he snapped a plump ear of corn in half." 。","There are corn thieves..." 。After hanging up the phone, Qiao Jing followed the sound and walked over lightly. 。Walking and walking, I smelled a pungent fishy smell, and also saw drops dripping onto the corn leaves. 。Still very fresh. 。"Rustling—" The sound of corn being knocked down suddenly came from behind. 。,The assassin fell dead before he could even utter a sound.。