Zhang Fan gave Jin Yanyan a human skin mask, and the two of them stepped forward quickly, following the footsteps of the short-haired man.
These human skin masks were given to Zhang Fan by the old man who was originally hostile to him when he was trying to seize the Ju Yuan Liquid. Zhang Fan saved this old man's granddaughter from ankylosing spondylitis.
The man with the pigtails and the man with the short hair are both ordinary people. Zhang Fan does not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Therefore, it is impossible to kill the two of them and shut them up completely.
But if they were let go, they would probably tell the South Vietnamese and even more people about the situation in which they were being controlled.
If Zhang Fan and the others do not wear human skin masks, the appearance information of the three people will be leaked, which may cause trouble to Zhang Fan and the others in the future. Therefore, in order to avoid these troubles, Zhang Fan and the others wear human skin masks.
After catching up with the short-haired man, Zhang Fan lightly tapped the short-haired man on the shoulder. The short-haired man suddenly turned his head, subconsciously covering the bag around his waist, and then started to babble.
"He asked what we do?"
Translated by Jin Yanyan.
"Ask him about the Juyuan Liquid."
Zhang Fan got straight to the point.
Jin Yanyan nodded, and then translated Zhang Fan's words to the short-haired man. Zhang Fan dialed Huang Qingyun's phone number, communicated with Huang Qingyun, and asked Huang Qingyun to prepare.
After Jin Yanyan translated Zhang Fan's words to the short-haired man, the short-haired man pointed angrily at Zhang Fan and said "Jili Guala". Zhang Fan's hand that was placed on the short-haired man suddenly exerted force, and the short-haired man "popped"
He knelt down on the ground, and the kneecap of his right leg was already cracked.
The severe pain from his shoulders and knees, coupled with Zhang Fan's cold eyes, made the short-haired man dare not make any more noise.
Although Zhang Fan didn't want to kill these two Japanese, he didn't show any sympathy towards them. If the short-haired man was a Chinese instead of a Japanese, Zhang Fan wouldn't be able to kill him so harshly. All of this should be done.
It stems from the shame of that time and the current Japanese and official attitude towards that period of history.
Besides, the Japanese guy probably didn’t say anything nice just now.
Then, the short-haired man began to describe the matter of Yuan Gathering Liquid, and it took him less than ten minutes to complete the description.
"He said..." Jin Yanyan turned her attention to Zhang Fan, trying to translate to Zhang Fan what the short-haired man said about the Juyuan Liquid.
"Don't tell me yet, first listen to what Xiaobian's translator says."
Zhang Fan raised his hand to stop him.
Zhang Fan called Huang Qingyun again, and after explaining the situation to Huang Qingyun, Zhang Fan gave the phone to Jin Yanyan, and Huang Qingyun gave the phone to Xiaobian for translator.
The two started talking on the phone. When they were halfway through the conversation, the face of the short-cut man changed slightly, and he flashed a flash of panic. He wanted to shout into the phone, but Zhang Fan picked up a wad of toilet paper and stuffed it directly into the short-cut man.
Man's mouth.
"Woooooooo..."
The speechless man could only whimper.
Five minutes later, Jin Yanyan finished chatting with Xiaobian's translator and hung up the phone.
"What's the difference between what the two said?
Is there a big difference?"
Zhang Fan asked.
Judging from the short-haired man's reaction just now, there is obviously a difference between what the two said.
"There is only one difference, but the difference is quite big."
Jin Yanyan replied.
"Tell me..." Zhang Fan said.
"There are rumors outside that the Juyuan Liquid is in an ancient well dug in the late Ming Dynasty in Daoda Town. Oh, by the way, this 'town' is equivalent to our township level.
However, if you want to obtain the Juyuan Liquid in the ancient well, you need to find something similar to the ancient weighing hook.
The short-haired man said that this thing similar to a weighing hook was in Banyun Village, the same village where two families with a total of ten people died inexplicably.
But Xiao Zhuan’s translator revealed that when we were in the hotel, the short-haired man told the South Vietnamese that this thing, similar to a scale hook, was in Shanqian Village, a village with a beautiful environment, and now many practitioners have passed there.”
Jin Yanyan said, "By the way, the South Vietnamese will also go there tomorrow."
Zhang Fan glanced at Jin Yanyan, thought for a moment, and said to Jin Yanyan: "Ask him why the two calibers are inconsistent."
While talking, Zhang Fan pulled out the ball of toilet paper from the man's mouth. But before Jin Yanyan could speak, the man with the short head kowtowed to Zhang Fan and stammered "Jili Gua La"
.
"He explained that although he said Iron Hook was targeting Banyun Village, he did not mean to harm us. He just wanted to mislead our investigation direction and make us waste more time."
Translated by Jin Yanyan.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan snorted coldly and said to Jin Yanyan: "Tell him, we have an old saying that there is no three hundred taels of silver here."
The short-haired man took the initiative to say such words. He was definitely not wasting their time. He obviously wanted to use the murderer of the ten people in Banyun Village to kill them.
When Jin Yanyan translated the meaning of "undoubtedly three hundred taels" to the short-haired man, the short-haired man's face was full of panic. It was obvious that Zhang Fan had guessed it.
Zhang Fan suddenly thought, this man wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, so he must know some secrets of Banyun Village.
"Tell him what he knows about Banyun Village and I will let him go. I already know his home address. If he dares to lie to me, he and his family will suffer."
Zhang Fan said to Jin Yanyan.
Jin Yanyan translated these words to the short-haired man. The short-haired man's face changed slightly, he clasped his hands together, and said something to Zhang Fan. Judging from his expression, he should be telling Zhang Fan that he didn't dare to lie to Zhang Fan again.
, translated by Jin Yanyan, the same is true.
In less than five minutes, the short-haired man told Jin Yanyan about the situation in Banyun Village, and Jin Yanyan immediately translated it to Zhang Fan, "Ten years ago, a friend of the short-haired man from a divine sect went out to practice.
Stop and rest on the mountain behind Yuncun.
At night, this person heard the miserable howl of evil spirits, and there was not just one of them. According to this person, these evil spirits were very powerful, and this person did not even dare to move at that time.
The short-haired man speculated that those ten people should have been killed by these evil spirits."
The short-haired man looked at Zhang Fan with cautious eyes. This situation further proved that his purpose of giving Zhang Fan directions was that he was really afraid that Zhang Fan would kill him in anger. At this time, he only hoped that Zhang Fan would be a
People who keep their promises.
"Is there a cemetery on the hill behind Hanyun Village?"
Zhang Fan asked, after all, the places where ghosts gather are often cemeteries.
Jin Yanyan translated Zhang Fan's question to the short-haired man. The short-haired man shook his head repeatedly and said something to Jin Yanyan in a gibberish voice.