Uncover the mystery of ghost marriage in Snake Village: Snake Wife

Although it is the age of information technology, Fang Jun has always been not saying that he rejects Lu, but that he does not fully believe it, especially when Lu searches for clues, many of which are false information. As a policeman, Fang Jun was caught by the false information on Lu. It's not a day or two to cheat...

It's not that I'm afraid, but it's repeated again and again, but it's a shadow of a snake.

As a paranoid, Su Yawen naturally didn't believe it, shrugged his shoulders, "So I want to say, I don't know if this clue is true, but the other party sent me the information, so it shouldn't be fake .”

"Even if it's fake, you can go and have a look. If it's fake, we'll come back. If it's real, we might have a hard time finding it if we missed it this time!" Alan grabbed Fang Jun's hand excitedly.

Seeing Alan's excited look, Fang Jun felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Although he didn't believe it, but as Alan said, he would rather believe it or not, in case it was really the person he was looking for...

"Okay, then I'll go to Chongqing with you." Fang Jun finally made a decision.

"Really?" Alan couldn't believe her ears at all. She knew about Fang Jun. There was no more than half of the probability.

Su Yawen seemed a little confused when he heard Fang Jun's immediate agreement, "Hey, hey, I made it clear, I never said that this person must be real, if not, you'd better not come to me trouble!"

"Don't worry, I have my own measure." Fang Jun nodded, and took Alan out of the gate of the villa with the documents in his hand.

Su Yawen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, opened a dark curtain, stared at the black car that was disappearing in the corner with a pair of foxy eyes, and sneered and took out the mobile phone in his pocket.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Chongqing Hilton Hotel, the door was slowly pushed open, and a young man in a suit calmly walked in from outside the room, with his hands hanging on his sides, his head lowered and not looking directly at the floor-to-ceiling windows front figure.

"Master, there's already a short message over there, saying that the target has already entered our plan." Although the man in the suit lowered his head, he couldn't help but look at the young master standing by the window from the corner of his eye after speaking, "But... "

"But he wants to increase the price."

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a young man in a bathrobe looked [-] or [-] years old, leaning against the man in a suit, shaking a glass of red wine in his hand, took a sip, and sat on the velvet sofa behind him, faintly opening.

The man in the suit was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, master, and it's a lot more."

"Hmph, the heart is not enough to swallow the elephant. All kinds of people love money these days. Lovely money can't be too greedy. This money is a hole. The deeper you dig, the harder it will be to climb out," said the young master. The words spoken by the young man carried a profound meaning, which made the man in the suit behind him tremble.

The young master stretched himself, apparently not surprised by the news, "How much did he increase?"

"50."

"Oh, how much did I think?" The man in the suit couldn't see the young master's expression clearly, he could only hear a vague emotion in his tone, "It really is a small person, and the price is so petty, this Can add."