The next Wang Fugui, Cai Kun, and Tang Xue knew about this matter, and they were also angry for a while.

And Tang Xue, who has never spoken much, is also a direct Zu'an girl.

Soon the car drove into Nanshan Airport, and under the leadership of several staff, Ye Fan's Rolls-Royce drove into the cargo hold of the private jet.

Three minutes later, he quickly applied for a route and flew towards southern Xinjiang.

....

In the hall of a relevant department in southern Xinjiang.

"Smack!" A middle-aged man slapped the table directly, his expression angry.

"I've always told you to shoot when you should shoot, don't turn a blind eye, don't let go of those people who should be caught, what about you? Yes!

What kind of rural father's love is missing?! Now that the fuck is wrong, you and Lao Tzu are ready to wash up and go in and squat! The middle-aged man snarled at a young man standing in front of him.

"Leader, what's wrong?" The young man wiped the spit from his face, and opened his mouth in fear.

"Was there a murder in your precinct last night? Did you settle the case without even checking your identity? You tell me, don't you?! The middle-aged man shouted.

"I don't, we've been checking her identity, but it was originally parked in the city funeral home, and it was robbed by those Diao people...."The young man said aggrievedly.

"Did I raise so many of you to eat dry food?! Can't even see a few old men and aunts?! Rubbish! Now you don't have to look it up, I'll tell you what her identity is! ”

"Who is she?" The young man was also about to collapse at this time, and listening to the words of his leader, the other party seemed to be very big.

"The daughter of Sunan Yongheng Pharmaceutical Company! Sunan is far away from here, even if they are big enterprises, they can't control our side, but you should always know Datang Technology, right? Ye Fan, you should always be clear, right? ”

"Clearly, that woman can't be..."The expression on the young man's face froze in an instant, and he opened his mouth with an ugly expression.

"It's said that it was someone's first love... Alas, people have already driven a special plane to this side, and it is estimated that they will get off the plane later, and it is too late to say anything now,

He can talk directly to the high-level management, and the high-level is furious, and the general manager will come tonight, not to mention our mayor, even if it is the mayor's immediate boss,

Then you have to be unlucky, you and I can't control this matter, wait for death. The middle-aged man sat weakly in his seat, looking at the ceiling decadently.

"Mr. Li will also come over in person? The young man also stood still, stunned, not knowing what to do for a moment.

You must know that the economy in southern Xinjiang is backward and not very developed, especially in their small county, generally speaking, even the mayor has not been here a few times, let alone the big people above.

However, this time, Mr. Li will come to their small county town in person, so this can show that this matter is definitely a big deal.

They are all doomed.

"I'll send someone over right away..."

"People don't trust us anymore, aren't you adding to the chaos now?! We'd better stay put, I don't want any more trouble. The middle-aged man rubbed his forehead and spoke.

"No, I mean, I know Wang Laojiu's whereabouts, and I'll take someone to arrest him now."

"Do you know where he is?"

"Yes!" The young man spoke affirmatively.

"Then you don't hurry up! Don't, I'll go with you! Malegobi's, Lao Tzu has to kick this beast a few times when he meets! The middle-aged man followed the young man and walked briskly out of the office.

....

After getting down from the nearest airport, Wang Fugui drove the car towards the last place where Yuan Hua's signal disappeared.

According to the instructions of the origin, there was a vast mountain on that side, and from the city all the way to that side, there was a place called Shiren Village, and by the time I got there, it was already dark.

Because Yuan Hua was not found and he was not familiar with the road conditions in the village, Ye Fan walked to the interior with Wang Fugui and others.

This is already a mountainous area in the mountains, because of the latitude, the temperature here can be said to be very low compared to Jiangcheng, which is located in the subtropics.

Ye Fan had just walked into the village, and he found that it was really too lively.

This village is named after several ancient stone figures that have been unearthed in the past, but this is simply different from the traditional poor mountain villages, in fact, most of the villages are two-storey or three-storey buildings.

So the living conditions here are pretty good, but in any case, the village is still so lively in the evening, which is definitely not normal.

"Do you have a gun?" Ye Fan opened his mouth to ask Wang Fugui, but the latter nodded.

Ye Fan asked Wang Fugui to take a handful of Glock, pinned it to his waist, covered it with his clothes, and began to walk into the entrance of the village.

After walking for a distance, the four of them came to an empty field in the middle of the village, which was the bustling central area.

"What are they doing here?" Tang Xue looked at the crowd and asked inexplicably.

"Funeral." Ye Fan had a gloomy face and spit out these two words from his mouth.

The crowd in white yarn, the band playing suona, the gongs and drums, and a large circle of villagers watching the excitement nearby.

Some children are still walking through it, running around, which is a typical rural funeral pomp.

Ye Fan also frowned at this time, the funeral in the countryside has its own process, and the flowing water seat is indispensable, from a normal point of view, the guests who come and go except for the children have more or less sadness on their faces.

Of course, you can be less sad, but you don't have to be so happy, right?

Ye Fan saw many young men standing there chatting and laughing, and there were also women knitting sweaters and talking and laughing, this scene didn't look like a funeral at all, but more like welcoming a kiss.

Is it a joy or mourning?

The so-called joy and mourning means that the deceased has both good fortune and longevity, which can be called happy mourning, which means that the deceased died at the age of eighty or ninety.

Although such a funeral can be done as a happy event, the family does not need to be too sad.

At this time, on the telephone pole in the outer ring, there was still a person tied, who seemed to have fallen into a coma, and his clothes were disheveled, and his face was full of scars.

"Put him down." Ye Fan spoke to Wang Fugui and Cai Kun, and soon the two walked over.

"Who are you?! This person has repeatedly come to make trouble at the funeral today, causing him to miss the auspicious time, you have to compensate! An old man came with a cane and three or four young men.