beauty hunter

Chapter 59 Funeral Party

Fang Yidao suddenly stood up, his veins bulging: "I'm going to kill you!"

"Okay!" The voice of the man on the other end turned cold, "From now on, if you dare to disobey me again, all retribution will be on this kid. I know that kid is with you now, and it's okay if you tell him the truth.

, let me tell him one more thing by the way - I didn't kill him because I wanted him to live a life worse than death!"

The phone hangs up.

Fang Yidao slammed his phone on the ground, his anger rising straight to the top of his head.

All his confidants around him had dissatisfied and angry faces.

Wen Yan took a deep breath and regained his composure: "They are being monitored here." Otherwise, the other party would not be so aware of what was happening on the street just now.

Fang Yidao gritted his teeth and said: "Get out!"

Wen Yan glanced at him, stood up, turned around and walked towards the door, saying, "If you need my help in this matter, please tell me. I owe it to Sister Wei."

He didn't know who the other party was, but he knew that these beasts had completely aroused his anger!

Want to deal with me? Let’s wait and see!

Back at Xinxing Community, Wen Yan had already suppressed his anger in his heart. After going upstairs, the door of Room 302 suddenly opened, and Mi Ting stood inside the door and gestured to him.

Wen Yan happened to have something to ask her, so he walked over.

After closing the door and entering the living room, Mi Ting frowned and said, "Do you have an enemy?"

Wen Yan was a little surprised: "You seem to be asking me if I have ever moved my hands."

"You are a good person, it can't be you." Mi Ting said.

Wen Yan was slightly startled.

Like her sister, this beauty chose to believe him without hesitation.

But...a good person? Not necessarily.

"I want to tell you something, but I can't let it out." Wen Yan said seriously.

"Okay!" Mi Ting perked up. Wen Yan would tell her secrets, which showed that he treated her differently, and she felt a little happy.

Wen Yan started with Qian Wei at home and briefly told the story of someone plotting against him.

Mi Ting was speechless after hearing this.

She never expected that that woman would be the first lady of the plain underground world, and that Wen Yan would actually be related to someone like Fang Yidao!

After listening, her face looked slightly strange: "You actually told me this... aren't you afraid that I will tell Uncle Wen?"

"If you believe me, I will believe you." Wen Yan said simply.

Mi Ting's heart warmed up and she said with certainty: "I won't tell you!" If she were the kind of person who could destroy private interests for the public good, she would not have broken into Wen Yunzhi's office earlier.

"First, I have to hide this from my mother. Second, I want to know if anyone put pressure on Wen Yunzhi." Wen Yan said in a deep voice.

Mi Ting nodded and said: "I can help you with both things, but do you want to let Mother Wen find another place to live first? What if the person who harmed you wants to..."

"No, the other party's goal is not to kill me." Wen Yan shook his head.

What's more, if they could catch old Jianghu Qian Wei, they would have caught Wen Ma long ago.

"Okay, I'll go do the second thing right away." Mi Ting stood up.

"How to check?" Wen Yan asked.

"Don't worry about it," Mi Ting showed a sly smile, "I have a way."

…

Early the next morning, before Wen Yan got up, he received a call from Mi Ting.

"You guessed it right. Someone went to see Uncle Wen last night."

Wen Yan stood up and asked, "Where are you?"

"At the police station, you are standing outside the conference room. Do you want to know what is going on inside?" Mi Ting asked and answered, "Uncle Wen received a tip and is now looking for the captain of the criminal police team, Han Tianqi, and is preparing to search your home.

"

"Search?" Wen Yan was stunned.

"Anyway, check quickly to see if there is anything that shouldn't be there." Mi Ting urged, "They will be here in twenty minutes at most."

Wen Yan jumped out of bed and understood in his heart.

I am still young.

What the other party said about "increasing force" is not just to exert pressure from above, but also to use backhand, which is to frame the situation.

It is conceivable that while I and Wen's mother were not at home yesterday, someone sneaked in and put some "evidence" that could prove that he was the prisoner of the bombing. Without Mi Ting's "inside agent", he would have been kept in the dark

In the dark, he could only watch as those things that did not belong to him were found.

But where will the other party put the perjury?

"Move quickly!" Mi Ting on the other end urged. Twenty minutes is not long, and it is definitely a difficult job to completely search the entire house.

Wen Yan suddenly smiled and hung up the phone.

The opponent's methods are powerful. If you want to harm him, you must do it to the end. If you want to give false evidence, you must focus on the key points.

That is his room.

…

Twenty minutes later, Wen Yan opened the door himself and let in the police led by Han Tianqi.

He tricked Mother Wen into going shopping for groceries, and it took half an hour to go back and forth, which was almost enough time. However, just in case, he contacted Mi Ting and asked the latter to keep an eye outside the gate. If Mother Wen came back and

Before the police left, she would try to hold down Mother Wen.

After Han Tianqi showed him the search warrant, he gave the order and more than a dozen police officers began to search carefully.

Ten minutes later, the entire house was searched completely. After finding nothing, the police reported to Han Tianqi. The latter smiled apologetically at Wen Yan and said, "Business matters, it's best if nothing happens. I'm sorry to bother you."

Wen Yan adjusted his glasses: "Captain Han is polite, it is my obligation to cooperate with the police."

After Han Tianqi led the team to leave, Wen Yan contacted Mi Ting. A few minutes later, Hou De hurried upstairs, and the first thing he said when they met was: "Found it?"

Wen Yan smiled.

"What? Where did you put it?" Mi Ting lowered her voice.

"There is a silver box on my ceiling." Wen Yan also lowered his voice.

"Where?" Mi Ting perked up.

Wen Yan smiled, walked to 301, and rang the doorbell.

After a while, the fat girl opened the door: "Uncle, are you here to get something?"

Wen Yan nodded: "Thank you."

"What did uncle say?" The fat girl looked dissatisfied, "If it weren't for you, my family wouldn't be able to get the mark on the second ring, let alone put a box, and I would be willing to go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Mi Ting next to her said inexplicably: "That mark on the second ring?"

The fat girl realized she had said too much and said hurriedly: "Wait a minute, I'll get it for you." She turned around and went in.

Mi Ting looked at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan shrugged: "No comment."

Mi Ting snorted.

I don’t care to know that!

After taking the box, Wen Yan and Mi Ting went to her house and locked the door.

The box is the size of an ordinary briefcase, with an alloy box and a combination lock on top.

"How to open it?" Mi Ting was worried. She was considered a half-expert, and she knew at a glance that this box was very strong, and she probably couldn't pry it open even with anything.

Wen Yan said calmly: "It's already opened." He stretched out his hand and opened the box easily. The lock was not locked by the combination lock, it was just lightly closed.

Mi Ting stared blankly at the password lock inside the box that was obviously broken, as if it had been smashed from the inside.

Wen Yan adjusted his glasses: "Those who use brute force cracking, it's important to see things."

Mi Ting understood and knew that it must be his "qigong" again, so she didn't ask further questions and focused her eyes on the box.

With just one glance, her expression suddenly changed and she became stiff.

Wen Yan noticed her reaction and reached out to pick up a small logo on the top: "Do you know it?"

The logo is about the size of a thumb, with a hollow skull on top, wrapped in a wreath-like circular wreath.

Mi Ting trembled: "This... this is the symbol of the Burial Society!"

Wen Yan looked at her in surprise: "Burial meeting?"

"A well-known killer organization." Mi Ting came back to her senses, "How did you provoke them?"

Wen Yan smiled: "I don't know."

Mi Ting was speechless.

Wen Yan grabbed a few bags in the box and said, "The following seem to be the raw materials for preparing explosives. I don't know much about it. You can..."

"You don't need to look at the rest. Just this one is enough for you to be sentenced to twenty years." Mi Ting said without hesitation, "The Burial Society was named by this group of people themselves, and all of its members are at least on the national first-level wanted list.

A crime, such as a knife, is worthy of death. Alas, these guys are hiding in the dark, you can't guard against them..."

Wen Yan put down the bag and thought thoughtfully: "If I can provide the appearance and characteristics of one of the people, is there any way for you to find out his current location?"

"As long as he is still in the plains!" Mi Ting cheered up, "But the whereabouts of the people from the Burial Society are mysterious. How can you..."

"Unfortunately, when that guy sneaked into my house yesterday, my niece-in-law saw him." Wen Yan smiled broadly.

Mi Ting was stunned for a moment before she realized that he was talking about the fat girl next door, and she said happily: "Say it quickly!"

"Don't worry, tell me first, who went to see Deputy Director Wen last night?" Wen Yan asked.

"It's a comrade from the Provincial Police Department, Secretary to the Director Du Mo." Mi Ting said, "It was not through official channels, but came privately to convey the Director of Police's concerns about the bombing."

Wen Yan's eyes flashed: "Where is he now?" It would have been enough to make a phone call to pay attention to this kind of thing, but this person actually came in person, and it was not easy.

"What do you want to do if you live in the police hostel?" Mi Ting asked doubtfully.

"Let's talk." Wen Yan said in an understatement.

"Don't mess around!" Mi Ting was startled.

"Just chatting." Wen Yan shrugged.

It’s unclear whether Du Mo has any problems, so how could he be impulsive?

…

At eight o'clock in the evening, on the sixth floor of the police guest house behind the police headquarters and next to the police community, Du Mo stood on the balcony and frowned at the distant view.

Du Mo was just 30 years old, his appearance was elegant, and he exuded a strong scholarly atmosphere. Standing here at this moment, his heart was in confusion.

In recent years, due to the country's focus on development of inland areas, Pingyuan City has also benefited from the glory. However, no matter how much glory it has, it is difficult to compare with places like Changhe City, the provincial capital. At night, the city scenery is far less than that of Changhe City.

Dazzling.

But if he had a choice, he wouldn't come here for nothing. It would be better to stay in Changhe.

Hanxi Province, where Pingyuan City is located, is located in the central and western part of country Z. Changhe City, the provincial capital, is in the southwest of Pingyuan, more than 200 miles away. This time, he was not afraid of the fatigue of traveling and traveling, and quietly rushed to Pingyuan City. His only hope was that things would go smoothly and nothing would go wrong.

.

It's a pity that after staying here for more than a day, things still haven't progressed, forcing him to stay here.

There was a knock on the door.

"who?"

Du Mo walked back to the room.

"I."

A simple word came back from outside.

Du Mo was shocked, walked to the door and opened it.

A middle-aged man wearing black casual clothes walked in.

After closing the door, Du Mo frowned and said, "You shouldn't have come to see me."

"I'm here to inform you that a new plan has come out." The middle-aged man looked around, "The police are the police, and the guest house is doing so well. Are you afraid that people will not know about corruption?"