Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

Ziwan in the northern suburbs.

A Mercedes Benz S350 came in from the door and stopped at the door of villa No. 12.

With the opening of the door, Zhang Fan, who has recovered to the original appearance, steps down from the car.

Zhang Fan a jump, over the iron fence, into the yard, walked to the security door, he is a foot in the past.

When he was about to kick to the security door, Zhang Fan stopped abruptly. His spirit came out and covered the whole villa. After a while, he took it back. His dark eyes turned twice. He put his feet down and turned away from the yard.

Zhang Fan stood in front of the iron fence in the yard, he reached out to ring the doorbell Who is it

When the doorbell rang, the security door of the villa opened.

Into the eyes of Zhang Fan is a 30-40-year-old middle-aged woman in Nanny clothes. At the moment, she is looking at Zhang Fan standing outside the iron fence in doubt.

At this moment, Zhang Fan has no gloomy face, no ice light in his eyes, and no evil spirit on his body. His gentle appearance gives people a feeling of jade spring breeze.

"Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Fan, like this, makes the middle-aged woman feel good about her. She goes over and asks with a smile.

"Hello, my name is abbot. May I ask lianchengbi, does chairman Lian live here?"

"Yes, Mr. Lian does live here."

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the middle-aged woman nodded with a smile. Then, she went on: "Mr. Fang, if you come to look for Mr. Lian, you are really sorry.

This evening, Mr. Lian went to a party and hasn't come back yet. "

"Well."

Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Zhang Fan's face pretended to be lost.

Liancheng Bi didn't come back, which was expected by Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan wants to take the opportunity to talk to a middle-aged woman.

This is not

"Chairman Lian is not at home. What should I do? I have a very important emergency to find him.

If I had known that, I should have asked for a telephone number from Chairman Lian when I separated from him that day.

Otherwise, you can call him now. "

When he said this, Zhang Fan's face and eyes were full of anxiety. The middle-aged woman looked at him with some heartache. She said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, I'd like to call chairman Lian and ask him when he will come back."

"Is that really OK?"

As soon as the middle-aged woman's voice fell, Zhang Fan's voice began to ring.

He looked at the middle-aged woman's eyes, full of hope.

"Of course."

The middle-aged woman has a good impression on Zhang Fan. Seeing Zhang Fan's appearance, her impression is better. She said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, don't stand at the door, come in."

Then she opened the bars.

"Thank you"

thanks a word, Zhang Fan came in and went to the villa. After he put on the slippers that the middle-aged woman had brought him, he went to the sofa.

As for middle-aged women.

She has already called lianchengbi with the landline on the coffee table.

"Through."

After getting through, the middle-aged woman gave Zhang Fan a OK gesture. She said with a smile, "Mr. Lian, where are you now and when will you come back?"

"I'm still out there. Can I help you?"

I do not know where lianchengbi, he heard the middle-aged woman's words, with a low tone, a reply.

"Yes, Mr. Lian."

The middle-aged woman replied: "just now, a young man named the abbot came to see you. It seems that he has something important to tell you.

Mr. Lian, if it's convenient for you, come back. "

"Yes."

Suddenly thought of what, the middle-aged woman added, she said: "Mr. Fang is at home, do you want to talk to him on the phone."

Abbot?

Who is this.

Do I know such a person.

But

It's a wonderful name.

Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Lian Chengbi was a little confused. After turning his eyes a few times, he said in a deep voice: "these days, I've been outside. I don't have time to come back. You tell the abbot that you will come back to me in a few days.

Well, I have something else to do. I'll hang up. "

"Dudu..."

Hearing the beep on the phone, the middle-aged woman knew that lianchengbi had already hung up the phone. After putting the landline back on the coffee table, she looked at Zhang Fan apologetically.

Without waiting for the middle-aged woman to speak, Zhang Fan burst out laughing. He said, "I have heard the conversation between you and the chairman of the board.

It's getting late. I'll go first. "

With that, Zhang Fan stood up and walked outside the villa.Change good slippers, go out of the villa, Zhang Fan back to the middle-aged woman said with a smile.

"Thank you for calling chairman Lian for me."

after walking out of the villa and returning to Zhang Fan in the car, he took out his mobile phone.

Previously, when a middle-aged woman called lianchengbi, Zhang Fan had already written down lianchengbi's mobile phone number with spiritual sense. He wanted to give luoziwen a call and ask her to help track down the number.

There is a saying: speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.

This is not

Zhang Fan just opened the screen, Luo Ziwen called him.

Luo Ziwen has already investigated all the information he needs.

Looking at the three words "luoziwen" on the mobile phone screen, Zhang Fan's eyes moved a few times. He pressed the answer button, put the mobile phone in his ear, and said, "Ziwen, I just wanted to call you.

I didn't expect that you would call me. If it was something I wanted, you had already made it. "

"That's right."

Luo Ziwen nodded her head and said, "I will send you all the information about lianchengbi by SMS. As for the monitoring near the running road running club from 9:20 to 9:40, I have already sent someone to retrieve it.

During that period, no one came out of the running club, but there was a car.

It's a van, and I've got people following me step by step

"Yes."

Suddenly thought of what, Luo Ziwen asked: "Zhang Fan, you just said you want to call me, is there anything?"

"I want you to track a number for me."

With that, Zhang Fan told Luo Ziwen about his previous experience in the villa.

"tracking a number is just a small thing, but..."

Luo Ziwen said with a smile: "this time, I helped you so much, how should you thank me?"

"I've helped you many times. After this time, I'll write it off. No one owes anyone."

This sentence falls, Zhang Fan hangs up mobile phone.

The next second

The sound of text messages is constantly ringing.

It lasted a whole minute before it stopped.

Zhang Fan knows that this is the personal information of lianchengbi sent by luoziwen.

Seventy SMS?

Click to open the SMS. When he saw 70 SMS, Zhang Fan frowned. Then, he opened the SMS and read it.

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