Now Zhang Fan has shown his medical skills in front of the man, so the man has completely believed what Zhang Fan just said.
"Although we know that this vixen suffers from epilepsy, we don't know exactly when the onset of the disease will occur. This..." The man looked embarrassed.
"This depends on you." Zhang Fan looked at the man and said.
"Lean on me?" The man pointed to himself subconsciously.
"We will leave in a while, but you have to continue to live here, wait for her to come back, observe her daily life, determine the time of her onset, and then tell us in time." Zhang Fan said.
"Okay!" The man agreed happily.
The pupils of Xiao Chong and Duan Linlin shrank slightly, and they came to Zhang Fan at the same time. Xiao Chong whispered in Zhang Fan's ear: "Mr. Zhang, if we let him go like this, what if he betrays us?"
"Yes!" Duan Linlin also looked worried.
"The reason why he listened to the orders of the real culprits behind the scenes was so that his family would not be harmed, but judging from his appearance, his family would be harmed regardless of whether he listened to the orders of the real culprits behind the scenes or not.
Therefore, cooperating with us is his only chance to protect his family from harm, and he has no reason to betray us." Zhang Fan said very calmly.
The calmer Zhang Fan is, the easier it is for men to believe that Zhang Fan's words are true.
"Yes! Cooperating with you is my only chance. You can rest assured that I will never betray you!" the man said firmly.
After hearing the man's words and seeing his appearance, Xiao Chong and Duan Linlin were completely relieved.
"I've asked all the questions that need to be asked. We won't stay here anymore. You can rest well at home. When the woman comes back, after you find out the news, contact us in time and make this call." While speaking just now, he handed the phone to
gave the man a note.
This note contains Xiao Ning's mobile phone number. There are four of them now, and only Xiao Ning's mobile phone card has not been damaged.
The man took the note and said: "Gentlemen and ladies, go slowly. I will contact you as soon as there is news."
Afterwards, Zhang Fan and others left.
After leaving the community, Xiao Chong asked: "Mr. Zhang, where should we go next?"
"That woman will come back as soon as tomorrow." Zhang Fan murmured to himself, and then said, "Well, let's go have lunch first, and then go to the Dongxing Village Miao Tribe after lunch. I want to ask Wu Jun some questions.
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Several people nodded in agreement.
After lunch, several people set off to the Miao village of Dongqing Village. At about 2:30 in the afternoon, they arrived at Wu Jun's house.
When Wu Jun saw Zhang Fan and the others came up to him enthusiastically, he even said hello warmly, but in the end, his eyes fell on Li Sanshan.
"Mr. Zhang, is he...is he our county public security chief Li Sanshan?" Wu Jun looked at Zhang Fan and asked tentatively.
"Yes!" Zhang Fan replied.
After getting Zhang Fan's affirmative answer, a cold light flashed in Wu Jun's eyes, and his face was filled with anger.
"Huh? Mr. Zhang, why did you get involved with him? Didn't he send someone to arrest you?" Wu Jun asked with some confusion.
"He is our prisoner now!" Xiao Chong replied with a smile.
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Oh...so that's what happened." A look of surprise appeared on Wu Jun's face, and then he said to Zhang Fan with some excitement, "Mr. Zhang, you must not let him go, let him step down, and bring him to justice.
According to the law, this guy has committed corruption, accepted bribes, disregarded human lives, and done all kinds of evil things. There is no one in Pinghuang County who would not scold him."
"Okay, I understand." Zhang Fan smiled and said, "I'm here this time because I have something to consult with you."
"There is no consultation. If you have anything to say, come, let's all sit down and drink tea." Wu Jun greeted Zhang Fan and others.
"Chief Wujun, our trip to Pinghuang County this time was not in vain. We found out the cause of death of those who died in the Zhuang tribe." Zhang Fan said bluntly.
"How did those people die?" Wu Jun continued.
"He died of being poisoned." Zhang Fan replied.
"What? Died by poison?" Wu Jun looked surprised, "This is wrong. Any poison I know will not cause death like that."
"I also know some death conditions after being poisoned, but there is no one that matches them." Zhang Fan said, "You are from the Miao ethnic group. I came here this time just to hope that you can think carefully about whether there are any special poisons.
Special usage can lead to death like poisoning."
Wu Jun glanced at Zhang Fan, and then he frowned and started thinking. After about four or five minutes, Wu Jun slowly raised his head, looked at Zhang Fan with some embarrassment and said, "Mr. Zhang, I just told you that I was a child."
The book I read about Miao Jiang's poison went through it in my mind, but there really is no special use of poison that would cause the deceased to appear in this state of death."
As soon as Wu Jun said this, a look of disappointment appeared on the faces of Xiao Chong and others.
"It's okay...it's okay..." Zhang Fan said with a smile, and then greeted everyone, "Drink tea...drink tea..."
"Eh? By the way, Chief Wu, do you Miao people have any use for some people who have been poisoned but still keep their bodies intact?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
"For people who died of poison, every inch of their body was soaked with poison. Even if their bodies were intact, in the eyes of us Miao people, they are of little use." Wu Jun replied again, "
What? After the police took those corpses away from Dongxing Village, they were not destroyed, but were used by the murderer?"
"That should be it." Zhang Fan nodded.
"Mr. Zhang, I couldn't help you with the two things you asked me about. I'm really sorry." Wu Jun said apologetically.
"You helped me." Zhang Fan smiled and waved his hand, "At least, you let me know that using these corpses is not your Miao method."
"The patriarch...the patriarch..."
As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, he heard an anxious shout from outside.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a figure breaking into the room. The person who came was a thin man about 35 years old. This man was sweating profusely and had a look of anxiety on his face.
"What's wrong? What happened? Are you in a panic?" Wu Jun asked with a frown.
"My son...my son is dying..." the thin man cried, "please take Mr. Zhang with me to have a look..."
"Come on, let's go take a look." Zhang Fan stood up directly before Wu Jun could reply.
Afterwards, several people left Wu Jun's house and ran quickly towards the house of the thin man. In less than two minutes, everyone arrived at the house of the thin man.