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"Yeah, yeah, I have a lot to say today, but it's not the time. I won't stay here long. If I have time, we can have a good talk. If you are interested in Chinese medicine, we can have an in-depth discussion.

Communicate!" Zhen Fan held Chen Ansheng's hand and patted his shoulder. This article was first published by..

"Okay... okay, I know, I will definitely visit you!" When Chen Ansheng heard this, he immediately lost his composure. It was obvious that Zhen Fan was giving himself a chance. Now Zhen Fan is famous in Los Angeles and in public schools.

The hospital's reputation is already at its peak. Being able to receive personal guidance from him is a dream opportunity. How can I not be excited?

Chen Ansheng nodded repeatedly. Although the two intern doctors next to him didn't know why he got excited, but looking at their expressions, they knew that Zhen Fan must have looked at him differently, and they suddenly became a little jealous, but more because of

Chen Ansheng felt happy. Such an opportunity is something that cannot be asked for. After all, Chen Ansheng and Zhen Fan are both Chinese. This is something they cannot compare with and cannot force.

Chen Ansheng does not have the exaggerated style of some second-generation officials. On the contrary, he seems to have a rigorous style. He can be considered sincere when talking to Zhen Fan, and he is also very sincere, which also makes Zhen Fan take a high look at him.

I think not all second-generation officials are such low-quality people.

After chatting for a while, he saw Tang Shaoyang coming out in a hurry. When he saw Zhen Fan, he strode over. He stretched out his hand to shake Zhen Fan from afar and said, "I heard that you are here, and there happens to be a patient."

, I came out late, sorry!"

"Excuse me? What you did is right. As a doctor, this is what you should do. I just came to take a look. Nothing happened. Let's go!" Zhen Fan didn't stop either. Although the interns really wanted to see what Zhen Fan could do to them.

I personally demonstrated once and talked about acupuncture and moxibustion of traditional Chinese medicine, but Zhen Fan passed by in such a hurry, which made these interns regretful. However, after regretting, they envied Chen Ansheng even more, because he could have the opportunity to face Zhen Fan face to face.

Asked for advice.

Zhen Fan left the clinic and drove for a while along the main street of Temecula before arriving at the entrance of the police station and parked the car on the parking lot of the police station. He and Melissa walked into the police station.

There were several people in the police station who knew Zhen Fan and greeted him with a smile. Even if they didn't know him before, Zhen Fan is almost a celebrity in Los Angeles now. So they greeted him warmly after seeing him. There were also people who specially greeted Zhen Fan.

The chairs were brought.

"Mr. Zhen!" At this time, an office door was pushed open, and a uniformed police officer walked out. He looked at Zhen Fan and waved to him. This man was Police Officer Darnell Kerns.

Chief, he greeted Zhen Fan into the office.

Zhen Fan smiled and greeted the familiar people, then walked into the Sheriff's Office. Kerns stood at the door. After Zhen Fan entered, he pulled down the curtains. Then he asked Zhen Fan to sit down.

He also sat opposite Zhen Fan and said: "Mr. Zhen, this matter may be a little troublesome, because we did see a lot of things being turned over, but the other party is a veteran and did not leave any traces."

"Nothing?" Zhen Fan held his chin and frowned at Coens.

Kerns felt a little panicked and quickly said: "Yes, I promise that what I said is true. I checked the nearby cameras, including those in the manor. I checked them all. The clearest one is a picture of a person's profile.

The shadow is a very faint figure, maybe not a human figure..."

"What do you mean?" Zhen Fan stared at Chief Kerns.

"I mean, no one's shadow can be this faint, especially in this kind of infrared lens that is also captured by the camera, but... this is a bit unscientific..." Sheriff Kerns shook his head, "

I can't explain this phenomenon, so...you see what's going on!"

As he spoke, Kerns took out a folder from the filing cabinet and took out a few photos. The photos were taken by a zoomed-in camera. After zooming in, they were not very clear, but they could be seen.

A faint figure is under the street lamp nearby, but the shadow is very light and gray-white, but judging from the outline, it is indeed a figure.

Zhen Fan couldn't help but frown while holding these photos. Sheriff Kerns was right. The shadow of a person under the streetlight couldn't be so faint, as if it were just a watermark. This was indeed a bit evil. Zhen Fan could tell it at a glance.

It can be seen that there is someone nearby controlling the human soul.

The art of controlling souls? Who has such ability? Zhen Fan couldn't help but frowned, then put down the photo and said: "I will handle this matter. You can help me keep an eye on the local gangs and pass on the message.

If any stranger here appears near my manor, let them question him strictly."

"The police can do this kind of thing more openly!" Chief Kerns said, "Why don't you leave it to me to handle it myself?"

"No, it would not be good for the police to come forward in these matters. I need to use special means to extract a confession, so... you'd better not get involved. Are the gangs still under control now?" Zhen Fan asked.

"Yes, we are still under control! There is absolutely no problem with this." After the last gang fight, Sheriff Kerns had already controlled the gang, and he was even more comfortable playing with it. Of course, this

It was only thanks to Zhen Fan that he could achieve such an achievement.

"Then let the gang members do it. If you catch such a person, remember to call me!" Zhen Fan made a gesture of calling, and then said, "I'm leaving, contact you again!"

Just walk your feet outward.

Kerns hurried over to open the door for Zhen Fan and walked to the door of the police station in person. The two of them parted ways and said goodbye. As soon as Chief Kerns entered the police station, he immediately locked himself in the office, then picked up the phone and dialed

A number: "Mr. DeSebas Dean, I need to see you. You'd better rush to the police station. Hurry up, yes, come right away!" After that, he hung up the phone.

Sebastian Dean is the guy who became the biggest gang leader in Temecula during the gang war more than two years ago. However, this guy was scared enough that time and has always maintained a low-key style. Because

He didn't want to be the target of Sheriff Kerns, otherwise he would never know how he died. He had seen with his own eyes someone's brains splattering in front of him. He didn't want to be one of them.

After Dean hung up the phone, he rushed to the police station without saying a word. Although he didn't want to go to the police station, Chief Kerns' call forced him to rush over. When he came out of the police station

, the entire Temecula gang took action. They went around to monitor some strangers near Zhen Fan's wine estate and those who tried to get close.

Zhen Fan drove to the manor, and then met Sampson and the old man Alfonso Jennings who made wine in the office of the factory area. The old man had a look of fear on his face, and he kept talking to Sampson. See you.

When Zhen Fan came in, he quickly stood aside, just like a servant seeing his master. The aggressive posture in front of Simpson also quickly subsided.

"Hello, Mr. Zhen!" Alfonso said humbly to Zhen Fan, "I have no choice but to alarm you this time. Alas, I'm really worried that our formula has been stolen. They use it in every possible way.

Extremely. I even felt evil things spreading nearby, and they were spying on our formula in the dark."

"I understand, Alfonso, thank you very much, I'm proud of you, but... I want to have a few words with Mr. Sampson alone now, is that okay?" Zhen Fan said very politely, but gradually

The invitation to guest was so obvious that one could not refuse, so Alfonso quickly withdrew.

"You're here. I was arguing with Alfonso just now. He said it was an evil spirit. This was so surprising. I called the police for this conclusion, but the police are never worthy of belief. They

Nothing was found. God, even our security team has become as clumsy as the police. Sorry, Zhen, this is my problem!" Sampson raised his hand above his head and waved it weakly.

one time.

"I understand, let Lance come here!" Zhen Fan said and sat down, then felt the surroundings and found no significant energy fluctuations.

Lance came quickly. He was wearing a white uniform and looked a bit imposing. After he knocked on the door and came in, he saw Sampson and nodded. Then he turned to Zhen Fan and sighed: "You are really here.

Well, if you don’t come, I don’t know what will happen next.”

"Are those things?" Zhen Fan looked at Lance and said.

"Yes, I saw those things. Damn it. They are very capable and I can't rely on them at all. So... I suggest Mr. Sampson give you a call. Maybe you have a way. I know you must

There is a way!" Lance said to Zhen Fan, "Do you need me to do anything?"

"No, just tell me what you found again. I will take care of the rest." Zhen Fan smiled and patted Lance on the shoulder, then looked at Sampson, "Don't tell

I don’t have my office here!”

"Of course there is. It's in the huge office on the top floor. There are panoramic glass windows there. You can stand there and see all your vineyards. Of course, the ones that are blocked don't count." Sampson said about this.

Somewhat proudly, he looked at Zhen Fan and said, "Do I need to take you there now?"

"Of course, I have something to discuss with Lance!" Zhen Fan glanced at Sampson, "Just ask your secretary to take us there. You can just stay here. When I make arrangements, we can have a good time.

Let’s talk.”

"Okay!" Sampson spread his hands helplessly, then snapped his fingers. Then he heard the sound of high heels, and then someone knocked on the door. Sampson casually said, "Come in!" A sexy

The young blonde woman walked into the office with her waist twisted. (To be continued...)