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

There are two beds in this room. Noyama Santani must be too tired from traveling all the way.

After saying hello to Jiang Fan, he went to bed quickly.

Their room just happened to overlook the deck outside, and beyond the deck was the endless ocean.

When night falls, everything is dark as far as the eye can see, and the only sound you can hear is the sound of the waves.

The wind was flapping against the cabin, and occasionally a few seagulls could be seen flying over.

If we continue sailing, we will be crossing the ocean and may not even see the seagulls.

But Jiang Fan's vision is different from that of ordinary people. Not only can he see the sea clearly, he can even peek into the mysteries hidden below the sea level.

Just when Jiang Fan was feeling deeply moved, he suddenly heard light footsteps approaching him.

Jiang Fan subconsciously felt that something was wrong. He stood still, holding his breath and listening to the sounds outside the door.

The other person's footsteps suddenly disappeared when they were approaching his door.

Afterwards, Jiang Fan heard some rustling sounds, as if someone was sticking close to the door, peeking into the room.

Of course, the other party couldn't see it, but I guess he wanted to hear something.

Jiang Fan frowned and approached cautiously.

When Jiang Fan lowered his voice, the other party would definitely not notice that there was another person approaching.

Jiang Fan felt that the other party had been listening for a long time, but didn't seem to notice anything unusual, so he muttered softly, "Is he not here?"

This sound!
Sounds a bit familiar.

Could it be someone I've met before?
Jiang Fan was just hesitating when the physical ninja on the bed suddenly woke up.

He looked at Jiang Fan who was leaning against the door in a daze, frowned and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Before Jiang Fan could put his index finger on his lips, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes.

Is this not the end?

He made up his mind and opened the door directly. He was originally standing at the door listening to the sound from the corner, but before he could pull his body back, the expensive eavesdropping equipment fell directly into Jiang Fan's room.

Jiang Fan stepped on the other person's head and said, "I didn't expect to see you here again. What a surprise."

Under the other person's short hair close to his scalp were scars of varying depths.

The other party struggled and slapped the floor, making a rumbling sound.

No matter how dumb Noyama Mitani was, he could see the current situation clearly. He instantly jumped out of bed and ran to the corridor, and after making sure there was no one around, he closed the door.

"What's the situation? Do you know him?"

Noyama Mitani squatted down and looked at the face in front of him, which was full of Caucasian features. The hair was dark chestnut, and it was hard to tell unless you looked closely.

"We've met before." Jiang Fan kicked him in the face. The other party turned his head slowly and stiffly, glaring at Jiang Fan: "It's you."

Jiang Fan squatted down: "You are quite amazing. I disguised myself like that, but you can still recognize me."

Jiang Fan had indeed seen this person before, but the number of times they met was not many.

He was a staff member following the person in charge of the organizer, and they didn't even take the same plane when they were walking back from the competition site.

Jiang Fan was also curious. Wasn't he disguised? Most people couldn't see it. Could this person be so gifted that he could see it?
The other party snorted coldly: "It's not me, how can I tell."

This aroused Jiang Fan's interest.

"Oh? If it wasn't you, then who asked you to follow me all the way? The point is, I didn't even notice it."

The other party struggled a few times in dissatisfaction, and arched his butt on the ground for a long time.

But Jiang Fan's feet were like the guillotine, pinning him to the ground, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

"Let me up, or I won't say anything."

Ye Shan San Gu listened to the two people chattering non-stop, and he could only hear a few words. He asked Jiang Fan blankly: "What are you two talking about?"

As a result, Jiang Fan switched to Japanese language and spoke fluently with Noyama Mitani.

The man on the ground struggled even harder, and even started to fight: "Japanese? You actually have Japanese here."

Jiang Fan chuckled, "There are more than just Japanese people. If you want to meet other people, I know quite a few."

Ever since Noyama Mitani knew that these two people might have some connection, he simply ignored it. He fell on the bed and took out his cell phone to send a message.

However, the man on the ground added a lot of fun to Jiang Fan's parallel life.

"You still don't say it, then fine, let's see which of us can hold on longer."

After saying that, Jiang Fan pulled over a chair, sat on it, and put his foot on the other person's face.

Not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

Especially Noyama Santani on the bed, who would glance at him with contempt from time to time, and it was so humiliating.

After an intense confrontation both mentally and physically, he finally chose to surrender to Jiang Fan.

"Please let me go, I said."

Jiang Fan sneered: "What do you mean by letting you go? What did you say?"

The other party sighed and said, "I beg you, as long as you forgive me, I will confess everything."

Noyama Mitani understood the other party's plea for mercy.

He said to Jiang Fan: "Leave her a breath, don't kill her."

"If what he said doesn't satisfy you, just throw him into the sea through the window. I'm afraid there won't even be a body left."

After saying this, he laughed twice in a sinister voice.

Although the man on the ground didn't understand what he said, he understood the other party's gesture of throwing something out of the window.

He was so scared that he almost cried on the spot.

But he still grabbed Jiang Fan's ankles and said, "Please, I'm just here to get information. I don't even have a weapon with me. If you don't believe me, search me."

Jiang Fan didn't even need to search. The moment he pulled the other person into the door, he had already scanned him from head to toe.

The only valuable thing on him should be the eavesdropping equipment.

The second thing was the phone in his pocket.

Jiang Fan turned on the phone and found that it seemed to be his new phone. There was not a single contact on it and the call records were also clean.

Jiang Fan lifted his foot, walked to the side, took out his computer, and connected it to his mobile phone.

The man was finally freed. He shook his head and his brain was working rapidly.

He stared at Jiang Fan's movements, wondering if he had left any evidence on his phone.

Finally he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking there probably was no evidence.

He only made one phone call, and in order to prevent Jiang Fan from really tracing anything, he had the foresight to restore his phone to factory settings.

In this way, no matter how powerful Jiang Fan is, he will not be able to find it.
"That's quite thoughtful. They even restored it to factory settings." Jiang Fan chuckled and said disdainfully.

!!!

what happened?

How did he even know that I had restored my phone to factory settings?

He began to panic inexplicably, and approached Jiang Fan to snatch the phone, but was stopped by a ninja who suddenly appeared out of nowhere: "Don't move." (End of this chapter)