Chapter 230: Who Is This Woman?

He hadn't slept all night, Fang Jun only felt that he was weak, he hadn't rested well in the past few days because of Ah Nian's affairs, and he stayed up all night yesterday, and at this moment, his sleepiness had already caught his brain.

After settling Alan well, Fang Jun returned to the room, originally thinking that he was sleepy□□ should easily fall asleep, but it turned out that his head was swollen and painful after turning over and over, but he was completely sleepy, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt that the picture of the snake king was swaying in front of his eyes.

Thinking about it day and dreaming at night.

Thinking of what happened in the past few days, from taking over the serial murder case in Liujiacun to now Alan complaining to himself, and even deciding to bring Alan back to City A, the period was only less than a month, but in Fang Jun's opinion, it was like a big dream, so unreal, so fantastic.

Unable to sleep, Fang Jun sat up straight again, dragging his tired nerves towards the outside of the room. Quietly walked to the door of Alain's room and quietly opened the door.

Alain was still asleep in the house, and it seemed that it was not only yesterday, but the fatigue and hunger and cold of the past few days had made him physically and mentally exhausted to a limit.

The light outside the window penetrated the heavy curtains, and Fang Jun could vaguely see Alan's beautiful face, although he was asleep with his eyes closed at the moment, he still couldn't ignore her beautiful face.

"It's really ill-fated," Fang Jun sighed, "It is said that since ancient times, it seems that all good-looking women seem to be ......."

Shut the door.

There were still a few women's coats in the drawer, which seemed to be left behind by Amei, who originally lived here, although Ah Nian let Amei die in vain in the end, but these clothes seemed to be barely usable, Fang Jun took a few and walked out of the room.

In the laundry room, Alain's soaked clothes were placed in the corner, maybe he didn't pay attention just now, Alain didn't understand the washing machine, so he just put it here, although he didn't need it anymore, but the smell was not good, Fang Jun walked over and took the clothes on the ground.

Suddenly, there was a pause in the hand.

There seems to be something in this dress......

Fang Jun opened his clothes, fumbled in a thin layer of shirt, and suddenly stopped and pulled out to take a closer look, it was actually a thick wallet, although it had not been opened, but the pink banknotes inside were already faintly visible.

Fang Jun counted, the good guy also has a few thousand yuan, it seems that it is not a small amount.

But Fang Jun is not curious about how much money there is at the moment, he is even more curious about where this money comes from, in Alain's clothes, but obviously Alain is not qualified to have this money, because she can't make money at all, so where does this money come from?

And looking at Alain's tightness when he wore this dress, this dress is not hers, so whose clothes are it?

With doubts, Fang Jun continued to fumble with his wallet, hoping to find more information, until he found an ID card in the wallet, his brows furrowed and silently, "Wang Yu...... Who is Wang Yu......

"Could it be that Alan has something to hide and didn't tell me?" Fang Jun muttered, his eyes staring at the photo on his ID card intently.

This ID card is obviously not Alain's, and it is impossible for him to recognize the unfamiliar face on the ID card, and the address on the ID card is completely unfamiliar to him.

"It's weird......" Fang Jun stood at the door of the bathroom, muttering to himself......