An Audi A8 stopped at the back door of the Fang family's villa, and a girl in black jeans and a T-shirt was taken inside.

Jiang Hua in the distance could see all this clearly. To be exact, all the disturbances outside this villa are under his surveillance.

Luo Jianan bowed to Fang Yifei's body, and then walked to Mrs. Fang's side to comfort her. Then Mrs. Fang, Fang Qingyan, the eldest son of the Fang family, and Fang Qingshuang, the second lady of the Fang family, and other family members returned the gift and thanked them.

When he passed by Fang Yifei's coffin, he scanned the remains at a very fast speed, and after dressing up, it didn't look unusual.

Luo Jianan stood in the crowd, casually looking around.

Out of the corner of his eye, he passed through the crowd and found that someone seemed to be coming out behind the mourning hall, but he couldn't break free.

Luo Jianan adjusted the angle slightly, and saw a girl dressed in black and wearing a black mask, struggling in the hut behind the mourning hall. It seems that he wanted to come out to mourn the body, but he was prevented.

At this time, Fang Qingshuang, the second lady of the Fang family, also noticed the commotion in the hut, and she walked in quietly. I saw that she raised her hand and quickly slapped the girl, and everything in the hut suddenly fell silent.

Fang Qingshuang then came back and continued to salute.

It was getting dark, and the guests were retreating.

"Auntie." There were fewer people, so Luo Jianan stepped forward to talk to Mrs. Fang.

"Canaan is here, I don't have time to greet you, don't mind." Mrs. Fang's red and swollen eyes showed that she was still immersed in the pain of losing her husband suddenly.

"You're outside, if it weren't for Qingyan to stop you, I would have wanted to help."

"The kitchen prepares dinner for the guests, you can do it yourself." Mrs. Fang instructed, and other guests came to say goodbye.

Here he is familiar. Luo Jianan walked through the hut behind the mourning hall and found that it was empty.

"Luo Jianan, what are you doing?" A domineering female voice came from behind him, and he knew that it was Fang Qingshuang.

"Nothing." Luo Jianan put on a calm face on weekdays, and cherished words like gold.

"Then you eat with me!" The eldest lady's commanding tone.

"Not in the mood." Luo Jianan turned and left.

Fang Qingshuang chased after him.

Luo Jianan suddenly stopped, turned around, and the woman behind him almost hit him.

"I advise you to be more restrained, don't be so out of place!" Luo Jianan's tone was as cold as frost, and his eyes were as cold as cold wind when he looked at Fang Qingshuang.

Fang Qingshuang was stunned in place, watching Luo Jianan leave.

Hmph, you Luo Jianan, you have always been an iceberg face to me. Now that my father has died, not only do you not comfort me, but you also intimidate me and teach me a lesson? Old thing, you go back and go, and you don't leave me any good!

Fang Qingshuang cursed in her heart. What kind of thinking should a daughter who has just lost her father have?

Luo Jianan shuttled through the Fang family's villa, looking for the girl in black who had been slapped by Fang Qingshuang just now.

Could she be the niece Fang Muyun who was ashamed of her life that her stepfather had mentioned to herself?

That night, he searched for the girl in black to no avail, and happened to meet Fang Qingyan, the eldest son of the Fang family, so he could only leave temporarily.

Jiang Hua has been outside watching, and three drones are hovering covertly in the air, reporting to Jiang Hua that no suspicious people have left.

The next day, Luo Jianan quietly came to Fang's house again, and he secretly searched, but to no avail.

On the third day, it was the day when Fang Yifei came out of the funeral, and the momentum was so great that even the dignitaries and the army sent wreaths. Luo Jianan still didn't find the girl in black in the crowd of people seeing him off.

Today, be sure to find her!

Luo Jianan was very dissatisfied with his abilities. If it is in a war, how can this speed of obtaining information allow comrades to survive? He was always so strict that he was almost harsh.

It was night, after a few days of busyness, all the people of the Fang family were so tired that they fell asleep.

Luo Jianan sat on the trunk of a tree more than four meters high in the courtyard of the villa, one leg stretched along the trunk, and the other leg hung down.

Time passed minute by minute, and a pair of eagle-like alert and keen eyes watched every corner of the villa.

Needless to say, Luo Jianan's night vision ability is the first among the officers and men of the three armies in night shooting. Of course, this data is recorded in a hidden top-secret archive.

In the darkness of the night, a figure hurried in.

Judging by Luo Jianan's ability to recognize people's faces, this person is not a descendant of the Fang family, but he is wearing the clothes of a descendant.

Silent tracking is a breeze for him.

Going around and around, Luo Jianan was taken to the basement of the villa. He didn't know about this before, and he hadn't heard his righteous father Fang Yifei mention it. It seems that the builder of this secret room should be someone else.

When the servants entered, Luo Jianan saw through the crack in the door that the black-clothed girl tied to the chair was the person he was looking for, and then several strong men walked in.

Seeing that the door was about to close, Luo Jianan leaned over and inserted a small card into the door lock. He arrived behind the door, secretly observed, and waited for an opportunity to move.

So, the opening scene appeared, Luo Jianan rescued the girl alone.

If it is a step too late, the virgin's chastity will be gone.

Under the cover of night, Luo Jianan carried the girl with a budding spring heart and came to the place agreed with Jiang Hua.

The girl struggled badly in the back seat, and her various performances convinced Luo Jianan that the girl was drugged.

Luo Jianan pulled out a professional binding rope from under the seat in the car, tied the girl firmly, and could no longer move. But her soaked clothes and hot cheeks were a sign of urgency.

"Bihai Haoting, let 'Shennong' come." The presidential suite of that seven-star hotel has been rented by Luo Jianan all year round.

"Go!" With an order, Luo Jianan slammed the car door slammed on, and Jiang Hua's car suddenly disappeared into the vast night.

Luo Jianan walked to a garden 100 meters away, and a big Harley was quietly waiting for the arrival of its owner, ready to go.

With his right leg in a perfect arc, Luo Jianan stepped onto the chariot, roared, and galloped away in the opposite direction.

Almost at the same time, he and Jiang Hua arrived at their respective destinations at the same time, but Jiang Hua's journey was only half of his.

Luo Jianan came to the third floor of the villa. This floor is where he works, a military place, and idlers are not allowed to enter.

The only channel lock uses retinal recognition technology, which can only recognize Luo Jianan's eyes.

Entering one of the rooms, a heavy dark blue double-layer flannel blackout curtain shades the sky.

When Luo Jianan closed the door, the lights in the room turned on, and all the screens woke up.

The small space is full of all kinds of precision equipment, which is cluttered but not messy. There are more than a dozen electronic screens alone, large and small, which can be seen anywhere in the world.

All kinds of wires and data cables are neatly stacked in the hub, and each piece of equipment is placed in the direction of sitting north and facing south.

The screen is on, and an image of the presidential suite appears on the screen. Jiang Hua and a woman with a ponytail stood on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, and on the bed was a girl who was constantly squirming, tied up by five flowers.

The woman with the ponytail is Chen Nong, codenamed Shennong, number 41925, a military doctor at the headquarters of the Special Operations Division, military rank: major.

The girl has completely lost her mind. Her whole body was hot, her slightly curled eyelashes were covered with fine beads of sweat, and her blurred eyes had been staring at Jiang Hua with the murderous aura of prey, and her body and mind had endless desires. If she hadn't been tied, she would have pounced on him like a hungry wolf.

If she woke up and saw this video, she would definitely want to die.

Chen Nong immediately checked it, and it was tied so tightly that it was Luo Shao's technique at first glance.

The test results came out quickly, and Chen Nong looked heartbroken.