Hearing Fang Yan's words, Zhang Fan nodded slightly. Indeed, it is not unusual for two students to stand at the door of the Internet cafe. In addition, the two of them were not following Li Desheng, but just checking the situation at the door. They should not attract Li Desheng's attention.
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"Then have you met Li Desheng alone?" Zhang Fan asked.
"No!" Fang Yan shook his head, "I have been waiting for your arrangement and did not dare to act alone."
Fang Yan had never met Li Desheng. How did Li Desheng know that Zhang Fan and Fang Yan had formed a cooperative relationship.
The next moment, their eyes lit up at the same time, and they said in unison: "Is he in the same group as that evil ghost?"
When the two of them were dealing with the evil spirits, they stood on a united front for the first time, and only the evil spirits knew that the two were in a cooperative relationship.
"Mr. Zhang, look..." Fang Yan pointed to the corner of the wall, and then walked quickly towards the corner.
Fang Yan bent down and picked up something, walked towards Zhang Fan again, and handed it to Zhang Fan's eyes.
It was a porcelain bottle that shone with a strange red light. There was a bloody smell exuding from the porcelain bottle. Moreover, at the bottom of the porcelain bottle, there was a black "卍"-shaped Taoist seal. There was also a large amount of Taoist seal scattered on it.
Tao Qi.
However, the porcelain vase was indeed empty, with nothing in it.
"What is this?" Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yan and asked.
"I don't know what this is, but I have seen something exactly like this in the evil ghost." Fang Yan stared at the porcelain bottle and said angrily.
This porcelain vase has proved that the evil ghost and Li Desheng are together. Fang Yan has been played by this man and the ghost for so many years. How could Fang Yan not be angry?
"Let's search again and see if there are any other clues." Zhang Fan didn't know how to comfort Fang Yan, so he gently patted Fang Yan on the shoulder, and then left the master bedroom.
The two searched for nearly half an hour, but found no other clues. They had no choice but to leave Li Desheng's home with the porcelain bottle and return to Yan Dong's residence.
After returning to Yan Dong's residence, Fang Yan reluctantly looked at Old Man Ouyang and Yan Dong and smiled twice, and then locked himself in a room.
"What's wrong? Have you solved Li Desheng?" Old Man Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"No, I was fooled." Zhang Fan sighed heavily, and Zhang Fan turned his attention to Yan Dong, "Is there any food left?"
"There is food, but there is no food. Let me make you some fried rice with eggs." Yan Dong replied.
"Okay!" Zhang Fan nodded slightly.
Soon, Yan Dong's egg fried rice was on the table. During this period, Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang recounted the situation just now.
"Did Li Desheng leave any clues?" Old Man Ouyang asked.
"No." Zhang Fan took a sip of water and responded.
"Li Desheng has been traced hard. Let's not even think about it. It's unrealistic to look for him. The evil ghost's target is me, and he will appear in front of me sooner or later." Zhang Fan comforted himself.
Then, Zhang Fan turned his attention to Old Man Ouyang and Yan Dong, "By the way, you two should be more careful."
"we know."
Both of them nodded.
Soon, Zhang Fan finished a bowl of egg fried rice, and then went directly to Pingshan City No. 1 Hospital.
I haven't visited Fatty Huang Qingyun for several days to see how Fatty is recovering.
Zhang Fan directly opened the door of the ward and smiled, "Fat man, are you feeling better?"
Hearing this, Huang Qingyun, who was eating an apple, turned his attention to Zhang Fan, "Brother Fan is here. The doctor said he is recovering well."
"That's good." Zhang Fan smiled.
Zhang Fan and Fang Haoming also said hello, but besides Fang Haoming, there was an average-looking middle-aged woman in the room who was about forty-five years old.
"Oh, Brother Fan, let me introduce you, this is my mother."
"Mom, this is the college classmate Zhang Fan I often tell you about."
Huang Qingyun introduced the two to each other.
"Hello, aunt." Zhang Fan smiled and greeted Huang Qingyun's mother.
"Hello Xiaofan, I owe you two for taking care of Qingyun this time. I want to thank you very much." Huang Qingyun's mother looked at the two of them and said gratefully.
"It should be." At this time, Fang Haoming answered.
Zhang Fan didn't say anything. Huang Qingyun's injury was caused by him, and he felt very guilty. Zhang Fan didn't tell this situation in front of Huang Qingyun's mother. He didn't want to evade responsibility. He was afraid that Huang Qingyun's mother would blame him. He just didn't want to let Huang Qingyun's mother blame him.
Huang Qingyun's mother was just too worried.
"Haoming, you go back and rest for a while, I'll stay with Qingyun here." Zhang Fan looked at Fang Haoming and said.
"Okay, Brother Fan, I'll go back and rest." Fang Haoming didn't refuse. Being in bed with someone in the hospital is a strenuous job.
"Have a good rest." Huang Qingyun's mother said, and then turned her attention to Zhang Fan, "Xiaofan, you can go back later, I will take care of Qingyun myself."
"It's okay, Auntie, you are too polite." Zhang Fan smiled.
Afterwards, Fang Haoming said goodbye to Huang Qingyun and Huang Qingyun's mother, and left the hospital.
Huang Qingyun glanced at his mother for a few times, as if she had something to say. She took courage, looked at his mother and said, "Mom, where is my dad?"
Hearing this, Huang Qingyun's mother was startled, and then smiled calmly and said: "I told you when you were a child, your dad has already left, why did you think of asking your dad?"
After saying this, Huang Qingyun's mother seemed to have thought of something. She quickly held Huang Qingyun's face and asked with concern: "Son, is your head okay? Can't you remember the past?"
"Mom, you misunderstood. I remember the past very clearly. I remember you told me that my father passed away, and you left me the only inheritance, which was this small pendant." As he said that, Huang Qingyun
Just take out the pendant hanging around your neck.
"It's okay...it's okay..." Huang Qingyun's mother relaxed a little.
"Mom, is my dad alive?" Huang Qingyun continued to ask.
Hearing Huang Qingyun's words, Huang Qingyun's mother's hand that was holding the thermos bottle paused slightly, and then said: "What are you talking about? I can lie to you about such a thing? If he were alive and you grew up, how could he not
Come back to see you?"
"Mom, please don't lie to me." Huang Qingyun continued, "Brother Fan is a master of fortune-telling. He has already seen from my face that my father is not dead. Please tell me the truth.
Bar."
Hearing this, Zhang Fan was startled, and the fat man immediately sold himself out.
I saw that Huang Qingyun's mother turned her attention to Zhang Fan. After sizing up Zhang Fan, she looked back at Huang Qingyun and said, "Xiao Fan is still young and has very little knowledge. He must have made a mistake."