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Chapter 1437 Jiang Fan was assassinated
Jiang Fan said with a fake smile: "My mind is too complicated, so I need to worship and ask my heart."

But every time I think of this woman, she seems to want to teach Jiang Fan a lesson: "People have too many desires, they always ask for an answer, but it is better to ask a few than to ask people. If your mind is too complicated, it means you have no pursuit. Do you know what you really want to pursue?"

I know this very well!
I want world peace, and I don’t want the Xia people to be bullied by other countries anymore.

But he still didn't speak.

The woman next to him was still chattering away. Jiang Fan saw another person kneeling and seemed unable to bear it any longer, so he endured it again and again.

Jiang Fan suddenly said, "Sister, doesn't your heart tell you that you must have good qualities first?"

The woman burst out laughing.

Jiang Fan added: "Your heart didn't tell you that when everyone was questioning their conscience, you should just stay quiet. Others listen to their own hearts, not to our idle chatter."

Then, Jiang Fan stood up impatiently.

Before getting up, Jiang Fan looked towards the small door openly and found that the woman had brought a friend with her, and he was holding a piece of talisman paper in his hand.

Jiang Fan was very familiar with this talisman paper; it was the one held by the old man he met on the plane before.

It seems that it is a membership system here, and members must bring one person with them. This way, even if something goes wrong, it seems easier to hold someone accountable.

Alas, Jiang Fan suddenly regretted it. If he had known earlier, he would have followed the uncle here to see what was going on. It would definitely be difficult to get in now.

When Jiang Fan came out of the temple, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. At nine o'clock it was time for the village to pray. It would probably not be a good idea to walk on the street at that time. Yesterday, Jiang Fan looked out the window and saw that at exactly nine o'clock, the entire street was empty.

Jiang Fan walked and looked at the architectural features of the surrounding houses, trying to find some common points.

Suddenly, Jiang Fan discovered a detail.

There is a string of small bells hanging in front of many courtyard gates.

This made Jiang Fan feel a little curious. The material of this bell was ordinary brass, and the price was neither high nor low. It was not surprising that someone could use it even in such a remote area.

But what Jiang Fan found strange was that some people’s houses seemed to be built better and their living conditions seemed to be very good, but there were no hangings in front of their doors.

Jiang Fan didn't think this was a coincidence, but instead felt that there must be some reason behind it.

Suddenly, a nearby house cut off the power, and then, like a butterfly effect, all the lights in a series of houses and yards were turned off. Maybe occasionally there would be a few dim lights in a room on the second floor, probably because they were people traveling there.

Jiang Fan was unable to move around, so he went straight into a small alley, planning to go back after the lighting ceremony was over.

Suddenly, a bell rang. Judging from the sound, it should be the sound of the brass bell hanging in the yard.

Then came the sound of drums, which were traditional cowhide drums, mixed with the sounds created by the striking of two kinds of brass metals.

Every household was knocking on the door and singing in a low voice. There were too many noisy sounds mixed together, and even Jiang Fan couldn't make out what they were saying specifically.

Suddenly, Jiang Fan seemed to feel a figure flash by.

This is not an illusion!
Jiang Fan subconsciously ran towards the other party. The other party seemed to intentionally lead Jiang Fan away from this area. Jiang Fan followed him through several alleys, and suddenly the view in front of him became clear.

Jiang Fan stopped and said, "Don't hide, I saw you just now."

Seeing that the other party was hiding behind a tree and did not react, Jiang Fan said in a deep voice: "Okay, since you don't come out, don't blame me for being rude." Then, Jiang Fan rushed directly behind the tree. Before, Jiang Fan had intentionally controlled his speed, and he did not want to take action in a crowded place. But now, the other party could not easily escape from Jiang Fan's hands.

The man had a black mask on his face, but he was decisive and quick in his moves, and it was obvious at first glance that he was a martial artist.

Moreover, the only weapon this man had was a knife, he didn't even have a gun.

Jiang Fan wanted to laugh: Did the other party underestimate him? How dare he attack him with just one person and a knife? Even if there were ten more people like him, they might not be able to easily defeat Jiang Fan.

Although he was helpless, Jiang Fan still quickly stopped the other party.

He pressed the man's neck and said, "Tell me, who are you? Why did you attack me?"

The other party clenched his teeth, and Jiang Fan immediately realized that this person might want to commit suicide!
But before he could move the other person's mouth away, a mouthful of dark purple blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, and he fell down with his eyes wide open.

Jiang Fan called Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan had just finished dinner when he saw Jiang Fan's call and quickly answered it: "Captain Jiang, what's wrong?"

"Someone just wanted to kill me, but he took poison."

Xiao Yuan seemed to have digested the dinner he had just finished in an instant. He stuttered and asked Jiang Fan where he was and said, "Don't move. I'll bring someone over right away."

Suddenly, all the lights around lit up, and for a moment, Jiang Fan seemed to be locked on a stage by thousands of lights.

He carefully felt the other person's body, trying to find some clues, but found nothing unusual.

Soon, Xiao Yuan and Miao Conghe drove over in a police car.

The two saw Jiang Fan from a distance. Miao Conghe pointed his gun at Jiang Fan with distrust. Xiao Yuan complained, "What are you doing?"

Miao Conghe said firmly: "Just because you trust him doesn't mean I trust him. A stranger suddenly wants to join the search, which is very suspicious in itself. And you strongly recommend him. I always feel that there may be something more behind this matter."

Miao Conghe has always been at odds with Xiao Yuan, but today Miao Conghe happened to be on night shift, so Xiao Yuan directly asked him to drive over to pick him up and take him to the scene to check the situation.

Xiao Yuan symbolically handcuffed Jiang Fan: "Captain Jiang, you have been wronged, and we have to go through the process."

Jiang Fan snorted coldly: "Your place may not be big, but the power of the officials is quite high. I have suffered a lot of grievances since today."

Xiao Yuan heard Jiang Fan's sarcasm, but he still smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

The forensic doctor took a few photos at the scene and then moved the body into the car.

Xiao Yuan took refuge while Miao Conghe interrogated Jiang Fan.

"Tell me, why did you conflict with him?"

Jiang Fan looked at him suspiciously: "How should I know? I was standing there quietly, and he suddenly rushed over to attack me. If someone attacks you, shouldn't your first reaction be to fight back?"

Miao Conghe's face was dark: "Then why are you still outside so late? You went home around four in the afternoon, right? It's already past nine. What did you do during this time?"

"I went to the temple to pray for blessings, didn't I? I wanted to get rid of the bad luck on me. I always encounter such bad luck all day long. Is that not okay?"