Late at night, Fang Qi didn't feel sleepy at all, he hacked into the online social accounts of Han Zian and Long Chengwen through the hacking techniques he recently learned, and found out the real addresses and daily activities of the two. During this period, they encountered a lot of obstacles, these two people, as the sons and daughters of a large group, their accounts were also encrypted layer by layer, and they were able to use super doubling learning in the process of invading, which successfully invaded each other's accounts.

Han Zi'an's residence is located in No. 1 Mansion on Chaoyang Road in Xicheng District, No. 1 Mansion is known as one of the most upscale villa areas in Kyoto. Living in it is not only a symbol of status, but also a representative of successful people, and I don't know how many bosses dream of owning a house in No. 1 House. After all, the building near the water is the first to get the month, and if you live in it, the chances of meeting a business tycoon are not too great.

Long Chengwen lives in Zhongliangrui Mansion, which is also one of the highest-level villa areas in Kyoto. These two locations are just the places where Han Zi'an and Long Chengwen live most often, and it is natural that there will not be only one property as each other. In terms of daily activities, Han Zi'an likes to wander around his Longquan Club and Kyoto's large bar Club-Mix, while Long Seung-win likes to stay in his private golf estate and visit all kinds of high-end places, but his whereabouts are erratic.

However, Han Zi'an and Long Chengwen both have a common characteristic, that is, they like to hunt for beauty. To put it bluntly, the two of them reached the end as soon as they were born, and naturally they were all kinds of eating, drinking, and having fun, being poor and luxurious, and it was rare to meet a woman they liked who couldn't get their hands on it.

Han Zi'an and Long Chengwen, as well-known gentlemen in Kyoto, naturally offended a lot of people, and committed countless crimes. It's just that due to the strength of the two major consortia, the bullied people or small forces can only choose to swallow their anger.

Fang Qi's plan is to incarnate a lurker, find enough evidence about the crimes of the two, and promote it secretly on the Internet, using the power of the media to push Han Zian and Long Chengwen into the abyss!

In the era of networking, online media is an extremely sharp knife, and if used properly, it is enough to produce the power to destroy everything!

Fang Qi slowly turned off the computer, if he wanted to deal with Han Zi'an and Long Chengwen, then he had to start from the root, he planned to solve the most annoying Han Zi'an first. So tonight, his goal is the club-mix bar, where he believes that there is the information he wants.

Late at night, at 12 o'clock, Kyoto's nightlife has just begun, and young men and women who have been tired from a day gather under the colorful lights, swaying their bodies to their heart's content, and releasing their inner desires that are difficult to hide.

Fang Qi changed his appearance, completely changed his person, and there was more evil aura on his body, like a gangster who had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

The club-mix is a large, modern bar with a slightly dim lighting that evokes the hidden desires of the heart, and the men and women on the dance floor sway to the deafening DJ music. The bar was already full, mostly single men and women, holding wine glasses, sometimes looking around, like hunters looking for prey.

Fang Qi's appearance has attracted the attention of many people, his appearance is good, and the evil spirit on his body has added a lot of charm to him, and he is simply a favorite of women in the bar. Not long after, a revealing woman about 25 years old walked up to him with a wine glass, "Handsome guy, is it alone?"

The woman's voice is delicate, her eyes are like silk, and she is seductive.

Fang Qi was not interested in this, directly ignored it, walked around the bar, and finally found his target, which was a man in his thirties, wearing a Western-style leather jacket, full of fluffy and colorful hair, at first glance, he was the originator of the non-mainstream.

In this year, there is still this outfit, but it is rare.

Fang Qi went straight to the originator of killing Matt, and didn't look at the woman from beginning to end. The woman was stunned in place with a wine glass, some didn't react, looking at Fang Qi's walking route, her eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, it's a pity that such a good little handsome guy is so good......

Until Fang Qi sat next to the originator who killed Matt, this person didn't look up at him, looking at his swaying body, obviously drunk and not light.

Everywhere, there is a person who is proficient in all kinds of news, and the originator of killing Matt is the most well-informed person in Club-mix. If Fang Qi wants to get more information about Han Zi'an, this person is a good channel.

"Waiter, a glass of orange juice. Fang first ordered wine, then looked at the man, and said, "Hello, is it open?"

The originator of killing Matt seemed to be asleep, and there was no reaction to the other party's words.

Before Fang got up, he had expected that this might happen, so he prepared a little cash in advance. With a click, a stack of banknotes was placed on the bar, and it was estimated that it was at least 10,000 smaller.

The originator of killing Matt finally reacted, and looked up at the banknotes on the stage with his eyes, "What do you want to know?"

"No hurry, what do you call it?"

The originator of killing Matt faced Fang Qi squarely for the first time, and said for a long time: "You can just call me a mouse." ”

"How can I believe that your information must be accurate?"

The mouse yawned and said lazily: "The most important thing in our line of work is reputation, you guy is very raw, is it the first time to come, right? No wonder you have concerns, after all, this kind of thing is not sloppy, but what, if you love to believe it, you can believe it, if you don't believe it, I can't give you a packing ticket or anything."

It can only be said that from the disappearance of a cat and a dog, to the murder and robbery, I can know a little about the things in the capital. ”

Fang Qi was not in the ink, he just asked casually, and immediately said: "I want to know everything about Han Zi'an." ”

The atmosphere fell silent, and the rat stared at Fang Qi with a pair of mung bean eyes, as if looking at the dead man again, "You want to find Han Zi'an?"

Fang Qi picked up the orange juice and took a sip, "That's right, what's the problem?"

"The problem is no, it's just a little sorry for you, I can't think about it at a young age, it's pitiful. ”

"Just tell me, just know about Han Zi'an, and you don't have to worry about the rest. ”

"Han Zi'an Ke is the son of the Han Group, a famous young master in the capital, with a lot of energy, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just ......" "Bang", Fang Qi took out a stack of banknotes again and put them on the bar, this time, there were at least 30,000 by sight.

The mouse swallowed his saliva, his eyes were no longer off the banknotes on the bar, "I'm just a gangster who knows how to order doors, and if I want to betray Han Zi'an's news, I have to take a lot of risks......" "Click", there was another sound of banknotes landing, and from beginning to end, Fang Qi's eyelids were not raised.

The rat swallowed it back raw, and the saliva had unconsciously flowed out of the corners of his mouth, but he didn't feel it at all. He hadn't opened for days, he had little money left, and if he didn't have any business, he might have to do something stealing to make ends meet.

To say or not to say? My patience is limited. Fang Qi spoke slowly.

With a smile on his face, the mouse stretched out his hand to make money, but was stopped by Fang Qi, "If you want money, speak first." ”

"Ahem, it's okay to tell you, but there is a precondition, you can't say that I said it, I can't afford to offend the Han Group. ”

"Okay, a lot of nonsense. ”

The mouse finally said: "Han Zi'an, this guy is very merry, he comes here every once in a while, every time he is very windy, there are more than a dozen black bodyguards behind him, and several girls hug left and right, and Lao Tzu drools." If you can make me so cool for a while, I won't have any regrets even if I die. ”

Fang Qi looked at the mouse and didn't speak. The mouse knew that he was far away, sorted out his thoughts, leaned closer to Fang's ear, and said in a low voice: "For the sake of your sincerity, I will give you a hot news." Do you know that Han Zi'an has a habit of smoking fen?"

Fang Qi was surprised in his heart, but he was not shocked on the surface, "Go on." ”

The mouse's face showed a playful taste: "Hehe, Han Zi'an, this guy, that's completely bad, he was born at the top of the pyramid, but he has no troubles at all." Naturally, after trying all kinds of thorns, I want to find more sting-irritation to fill the numb mind. I know that Han Zi'an likes to suck fen, right in his home, or clubs, bars, restaurants, hotels, etc., anyway, wherever he goes, people have money, and they don't care about that little money at all. ”

The rat took a sip of wine to moisten his throat and continued: "This is not only that, there are more perverted ones, Han Zi'an, this guy, not only likes to suck fen, but also likes to suck when torturing women, it is said that this guy enjoys sucking fen while listening to the sound of women's wailing, you say this is perverted?"

The mouse glanced at Fang Qi, smiled, and the next second, his eyes lit up, and he directly grabbed the banknotes on the bar counter, put them between his noses and breathed intoxicatedly, looking addicted.

"How's that news? Isn't that exciting? You've got enough money to hear it, and if you want to hear more, you'll have to pay more. ”

Fang Qi was expressionless and asked, "You know so many secrets, why didn't anyone kill you?"

The mouse smiled, "You don't have to worry about this, who is not on the waistband of my head in this business, I naturally have my own doorway." ”

Fang Qi took out a stack of thick banknotes again and put them on the stage, "Tell me everything you know, just say if you don't have enough money, as long as what you say satisfies me, money is not a problem." ”

"Oops!" the mouse sighed, hugged the money on the bar in his arms tightly, and even looked at Fang Qi with a golden glow, "It's easy to say! Little brother, you are a generous master, I won't hide it! ”

The rat sniffed the fragrance of the banknotes, and said with an intoxicated face: "Han Zi'an, this guy, relying on the power of the family, can be said to do all kinds of evil." It is said that when this guy was 13 years old, he forcibly took a girl's place, and after that, it became even more intense, and his taste became more and more serious. Until one time, this guy may have been taking too many drugs, and he insisted on dozing others when he was doing that. As a result, the girl was addicted to drugs, and half a month later she committed suicide by jumping off the building because of a mental breakdown, which happened two years ago, and it was quite a big fuss at the time. Later, you also know how the Han Group could let Han Zi'an have an accident. ”

The rat said a lot in a row, and the more Fang Qi listened, the heavier it became, he really didn't know if he didn't listen, he was shocked when he heard it, Han Zi'an committed a crime far beyond his imagination. When a person has boundless wealth and power, and there are no restrictions, it is really a vivid interpretation of the bad roots of human nature.

At 1 o'clock in the evening, Fang Qi left the club-mix bar, and the information that the mouse told him was enough, and the next step was to collect evidence. This matter is not difficult for him with internal strength, even if Han Zi'an is the son of the Han Group.