Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

Chapter 1121 Are you really here to sing?

It’s self-evident what’s inside the carriage.

Jiang Fan frowned and squeezed the cup in his hand hard, causing the unfinished juice in it to splash everywhere.

Several people around him were also unfortunately attacked, and they all looked at Jiang Fan with wide eyes.

Jiang Fan smiled awkwardly at the other party, and then walked towards the other side.

It will probably get dark in two hours. There are not too many people on the street now, and there are people everywhere in the street as far as the eye can see.

So Jiang Fan took advantage of the fact that there were still a lot of people and walked around the base to see the situation.

While Jiang Fan was wandering around, he casually bought some snacks and vegetables around.

He really looked like a local resident, not to mention that Jiang Fan's accent was no different from theirs, so others didn't think much of it.

This base leads all the way to the mountain. If Jiang Fan goes up the mountain again, it will look a bit deliberate.

Except for that side of the mountain, Jiang Fan thoroughly surveyed all the terrain nearby.

Even the surrounding surveillance cameras were clearly counted.

The Bai Family Group, except for the twenty-story office building on the outside, looks like a military base inside.

Most of them are small flat-storey buildings with five or four floors. There are more than a dozen vehicles parked in the yard, most of which are vans and vans.

Moreover, there are many dents on the body, which must have been caused by some kind of impact.

Near six o'clock, a unified ringtone will be heard within the Bai family group.

Even many small vendors take this as a signal to go home. Many people pack up their stalls and go home after hearing the bell.

Within the Bai family group, this ringtone is used to announce the end of the day's mission.

The wall of the Bai Family Group is about two meters long, with black barbed wire wrapped around it. It is said that the city has electricity.

Moreover, the outside of the wall is about one meter wide, and it is all paved with broken glass tips.

Jiang Fan guessed the distance.

The two-meter-high wall basically means that even if you are lucky enough to get around the electrified wire fence, your body will fall directly to the ground.

Even if insiders have calculated this meter of defense in advance, they may not be able to escape by luck.

For those who have not practiced before, there is simply a trap here, waiting for others to jump.

Suddenly, Jiang Fan heard a very miserable wailing.

It was the voice of a man from Xia Kingdom.

There were sounds of sticks hitting the body, and one of them cried and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

"Please spare me?"

The person speaking opposite spoke a mixture of Mian and Xia Mandarin, but the Xia Mandarin he spoke was very awkward, so he must be a local.

Jiang Fan saw a KTV nearby.

This kind of KTV with pink light doesn't look like a serious store at first glance. Even though it is on the fourth floor, you can definitely see what's going on inside the wall.

Jiang Fan opened the door directly and went in.

Standing at the door was a person with coquettish makeup who looked less than thirty years old but had a ladylike charm.

A hip-hugging dress that only covered her buttocks, and a pair of sky-high boots, with a career line that almost reached her navel.

After seeing someone coming, he quickly walked towards Jiang Fan with exaggerated steps like a cat seeing a mouse.

Those two pairs of long legs looked like two flexible chopsticks when crossed, thin and straight.

The other party didn't care about Jiang Fan's identity. He held Jiang Fan's arm and pressed it directly on his chest.

The voice said seductively: "Little handsome boy, would you like to relax?"

But Jiang Fan didn't have any wrong thoughts at this time.

He was comparing the layout of the room and the position of the windows outside in his mind. The woman saw that Jiang Fan seemed to be thinking about something and thought he was trapped in love.

His voice became a little more charming, and he turned Jiang Fan's face and said softly: "Little handsome boy, whatever you want to sing tonight, I will accompany you."

Jiang Fan glanced at her and said, "Is there anyone in room 411?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the corridor and said, "No one is there. Do you want to get a room?"

Jiang Fan started to look for money in his pocket and asked casually: "Isn't it okay?"

But the woman said: "Of course you can, but the view in that room is not very good. If you sing, it will probably be a bit disappointing."

A woman's voice is like a hook that can capture the heart of the woman anytime and anywhere.

But standing in front of her was the invulnerable straight man Jiang Fan.

Not only did Jiang Fan feel calm in his heart, but all he was thinking in his mind was: "Is it possible that someone was killed?"

"According to their schedule, I guess I won't be able to get out of bed every three to five days. These people really don't treat people as human beings."

"Did the car that was driven out during the day be filled with people from Xia who had an accident here?"

Jiang Fan's head was in a mess.

When he finally found the money, he noticed that the elegant woman in front of him had been poking his index finger on her chest for a long time.

Jiang Fan grabbed the other person's hand and stuffed a few large bills into his hand.

Asked: "Is it enough?"

The woman thought this was Jiang Fan's signal to order some money from her. She glanced at the number of bills in her hand and nodded repeatedly: "That's enough, that's enough. Is this a tip for me?"

Hearing this, two more women came out.

They heard the word tip and wanted to see what kind of distinguished guest was here.

Jiang Fan's mind was filled with room 411, and then he said: "Whatever."

Jiang Fan pointed in the direction of the room and said, "Can I go there now?"

The woman nodded, and just as she was about to give some instructions, Jiang Fan strode directly to the door of the room.

The woman glanced triumphantly at the two women who had just come out to watch the fun.

The two people had disdain on their faces, as if they were trying to hold back the jealousy that was about to burst into their minds.

She took another cross step, and her high heels made a winner's horn on the ground.

Snapped--

But Jiang Fan's door was firmly shut in front of her.

The woman's face paled.

What are you doing?

The two women who came out to watch the excitement felt more like a roller coaster.

I was still depressed just now, but now I saw the woman was in trouble, and I suddenly felt that I had encountered a big joke.

The woman knocked on the door unwillingly, but Jiang Fan lit up the music loudly inside.

I sang along line by line.

Jiang Fan had never heard of Mian's Mandarin songs. He played the original songs and occasionally hummed along with two climax lines.

The woman outside the door turned pale and purple.

At this time, she had completely lost her previous enchantment, and instead banged on the door loudly: "Damn maniac, are you here just to sing?"

"Let me in? Can't I stay with you tonight?"

Jiang Fan opened the door with an unkind expression: "Don't bother me, I'm in a bad mood."

(End of this chapter)