In fact, there are not many effective ways to make Liu Zhendong show his strength. Continuously applying pressure, knocking on the mountain is undoubtedly the most direct and even somewhat rude method. []

But for a person who is deeply hiding, this method often receives some unexpected unexpected gains.

Luo Zifan had already agreed to Jiang Fan’s plan in his heart.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

Luo Zifan thought about it over and over again and finally expressed his opinion.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan smiled and nodded, then looked at the time and said to Luo Zifan: "If you are not sleepy, you should drive out the action report now. After dawn, ask Wang Hai to come and hand it over. In addition, I will go to Liu Zhendong tomorrow morning and give him some color."

"Okay." Luo Zifan nodded with a serious expression and responded.

Jiang Fan said that Luo Zifan had to leave immediately after all, but Luo Zifan was shot three times now, although none of them were critical, she was an injured person after all.

Since you are injured, someone needs to take care of you.

So Jiang Fan became the best candidate.

Fortunately, Jiang Fan can rest well anywhere, which is the skill he has developed in his many years of career.

When Wang Hai personally brought the things Luo Zifan needed, he was shocked when he saw Luo Zifan's appearance.

"Team Luo, what's going on? Why are you injured?"

After Wang Hai's inquiry came out, his eyes fell on Jiang Fan's neck again. Jiang Fan's neck was rubbed with bullets and opened a blood groove. Although it was not deep, it looked particularly terrifying.

Jiang Fan refused the doctor's bandage advice. He did not need bandage. One was because of the regeneration gene of geckos, and the other was because he needed his wound to be displayed directly and hideously.

Only when it is ferocious enough will the impact it causes will be strong enough.

"Brother Fan, your injury?"

"Gullshot wound."

Jiang Fan did not hide the cause of the wound, because Wang Hai is definitely a trustworthy person.

"Guss wound?"

Wang Hai was confused when he heard Jiang Fan's words. He actually didn't know the mission Luo Zifan and Jiang Fan were going to perform, and Luo Zifan had never told him.

That's why Wang Hai is so nervous now.

Luo Zifan opened the blank document of the operation report, and then smiled and said to him: "Nothing fuss is wrong, I'm just shot three times and I can't die."

"Three shots? You said you were shot three times?"

Wang Hai's eyes became wider and wider, and he was completely messy now.

At this time, Jiang Fan next to him couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and then said, "Okay, Officer Luo was seriously injured. You can just know about this. Don't make such a fuss."

"Brother Fan, this is not my fuss..."

Wang Hai was really worried about Luo Zifan's situation, so he disagreed with Jiang Fan's statement at all.

"I see."

Jiang Fan nodded, then smiled and said, "I understand that you are worried about Officer Luo, but she will not have any trouble, believe me."

"Yes, Wang Hai, I won't be in trouble."

After Luo Zifan said this, he suddenly changed his mind and asked Jiang Fan: "You just said that you still have something to do? Just have Wang Hai here, go and do your business."

Luo Zifan took the initiative to find a step for Jiang Fan. Although Jiang Fan was a little surprised, he did not refuse.

He nodded immediately, took Luo Zifan's words, and said lightly: "Okay, if you have anything to do, call me at any time."

After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he stood up and patted Wang Hai on the shoulder, and smiled faintly, "Relax, just be injured, you can't die."

After the words came to an end, Jiang Fan's figure had already left the luxurious ward of the inpatient department.

How Luo Zifan explained to Wang Hai is not a question that Jiang Fan is concerned about. He now has a very important thing waiting to do.

Before doing this, Jiang Fan needed to wait for news from Li Mu.

Without the news from Li Mu, all Jiang Fan’s plans could not be smoothly unfolded.

So after Jiang Fan left the hospital, he dialed Li Mu's number directly, regardless of what time it was.

The phone was quickly connected, and Li Mu was sitting in his studio, busy facing several computers.

He always did what Jiang Fan told him to do with all his might, and this time was no exception.

After feeding Salina, the mother tiger, he plunged into his studio and quickly started to check.

When Li Mu received a call from Jiang Fan, he had already found some very important information.

So as soon as the phone was connected, Li Mu said directly: "Master, the person you asked me to check, I have found some things, and my intuition told me that this kid is definitely not a good thing."

"Tell the point." Jiang Fan's voice was a little helpless. Jiang Fan could never get used to Li Mu's habitual deviation.

Fortunately, Li Mu did not go off the ground and never ended. As soon as Jiang Fan's voice came into Li Mu's ears, Li Mu immediately became serious.

"Master, Ma Fei suddenly became thirty times in his money a week ago. In addition, his account had more than thirty deposits within a day. The amount of deposits ranged from 5,000 to 10,000 yuan each time, and a total of 250,000 yuan was deposited."

"In addition, by tracking his daily trajectory, I found that one of his good friends named Niu Qiliang, who is also a special policeman. Recently, it seems that he bought a new car worth 200,000 yuan with cash."

Li Mu continued to search while saying this. As soon as this sentence came to the ground, a video suddenly came into Li Mu's sight.

When Li Mu saw the video recording, he screamed subconsciously.

"Finished information!"

"What explosive message?" Jiang Fan's voice rang on the phone.

Li Mu then thought for a while and then said, "Master, I'll send it to you, you can see it yourself."

Li Mu said and sent the video to Jiang Fan.

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Fan quickly received a video file on his cell phone.

When Jiang Fan opened the video file, a cold smile appeared on Jiang Fan's face.

"This time, the evidence is conclusive."

Jiang Fan muttered softly, then put away his cell phone and looked at the time. At 4:30 in the morning, the sky began to brighten slightly.

At this time, there are very few taxis running night shifts, because most night shift drivers will find a place to take a nap at this time. After all, people are the most sleepy at this time.

Jiang Fan waited for a while before he successfully got into the taxi. After getting on the bus, he headed straight to the old neighborhood community.

Jiang Fan knew that Liu Zhendong would definitely be at home. Although he was discharged from the hospital, his injuries were still not healed, and resting at home is a must.

What Jiang Fan wants to do today is to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger!

The key to shaking the tiger is to typing a word. How to make the tiger frightened and make mistakes in a hurry. This is a problem that Jiang Fan has been thinking about on the road.

After the last confrontation, Liu Zhendong and Jiang Fan were basically half-breaking.

Liu Zhendong has been doing things that waste police force for a while.

The police force in the five major urban areas of Zhonghai City was mobilized by his deputy director of the entire city bureau and ran around all day long. Although the brothers who were policemen had no complaints, this way of carrying out tasks like looking for a needle in a haystack was exhausted.

It was because of the so-called Interpol that a large number of tough characters entered China Overseas, so a dragnet-style investigation began.

Surveying is often the most energy-consuming and physically consuming thing.

Especially the kind of investigation without a defined range, it is like a headless fly rushing around.

Until now, no suspicious characters have been found, and this is the best proof.

Liu Zhendong would not just take chicken feathers as a command arrow for no reason. If he does this, he must have hidden a profound conspiracy, but there is no flaw in this conspiracy so far.

"It must make him frightened!"

Jiang Fan roughly sorted out the matter about Liu Zhendong and finally came to a conclusion that had actually been confirmed long ago. This guy is 100% not a good thing.

However, this is not a good thing, Jiang Fan cannot give a clear definition for the time being.

While thinking, the taxi had already parked at the door of the old neighborhood community.

After Jiang Fan checked out and got off the car, he didn't stop and directly brewed his emotions. Then he strode into the gate of the old neighborhood community.

Jiang Fan came to Liu Zhendong's door in one breath, then took a deep breath, and then made his expression look as angry and crazy as possible.

Then, Jiang Fan swung his fist as big as a casserole and smashed the door hard.

Boom boom boom boom!!

The sound of smashing the door was almost the same as an earthquake, which directly made Liu Zhendong, who was sleeping soundly, frightened and woke up from his sleep.

"Who?!"

Liu Zhendong turned on the bedside lamp, put on his slippers, looked at the time, and then walked out of the bedroom with an angry look on his face.

When he came to the door and lay on the cat's eyes to look, he found that the person standing outside the door was Jiang Fan, who should have died as planned!!

Bang bang bang bang!!

The sound of Jiang Fan smashing the door was getting louder and louder, and the rhythm was getting faster and faster.

On this extremely quiet morning, it was like a mountain collapse and the ground was broken. Almost the entire building was awakened by Jiang Fan's domineering and rough knocking on the door.

Liu Zhendong looked at Jiang Fan outside the door and wanted to open the door, but he had already responded.
To be continued...