When Tang Ruoxue was worried about Ye Fan, Ye Fan was sleeping soundly in the car.
He knew that he might face great risks in the future, so he took advantage of the fact that Han Siwei was still reliable and took the time to sleep well to replenish his energy.
When he woke up, he felt a little more chill, and it was only midnight that the car was still driving high.
The car was like Han Siqi and the others, silent and low-key, but moved forward step by step.
"I've been away for almost half a day and have been on the high ground twice. I'm afraid I've already left Longdu."
Ye Fan looked at Han Si, who was resting with his eyes closed, and smiled: "You want to take me to another city so that my Longdu connections can't be used?"
Although his mobile phone, watch and personal belongings were collected, making Ye Fan unable to view many points, the approximate time could still be judged.
Han Siqi opened his eyes slightly when he heard this: "I only do things, don't speculate, don't talk, don't comment!"
"Is a qualified subordinate."
Ye Fan first expressed his praise, and then changed the subject: "Don't you think it's boring to lack thinking like this?"
"And don't you worry about executing the wrong instructions one day, and accidentally harming a good person like me?"
He looked at Han Siqi curiously: "With your authority, you should have read my information and understand what kind of person I am."
"Ye Tang's biggest advantage is to enforce orders, and even if you know it is a mistake, you must implement it without hesitation."
Han Siwei did not respond at all: "The probability of an organization making a mistake in decision-making is far lower than a person's subjective assumption."
"So in the face of Ye Tang's instructions and my personal thoughts, I would rather execute Ye Tang's instructions."
"As for Ye Guoshi, of course I know."
"If you don't say that you treat countless poor families every day, just say that Miyamoto's battle against Ma Shou, the Blood Medical Sect competition, you are enough to win my respect."
“In a sense, you and I are the same type of people.”
Han Sizhi affirmed Ye Fan's record: "Your contribution is ten times greater than my Han Sizhi."
"You know I am a good person and I know I have made a lot of contributions, so why would you still arrest me?"
Ye Fan looked at Han Si and smiled: "Don't you know that my accident is a major loss to China?"
Han Siwei was silent first, then spoke lightly:
"There are only three hundred national soldiers in the entire province of China, and each of them is a treasure. If you have any accidents, of course it will be a major loss to this country."
"I know your value and respect your contribution, so when we caught you, we didn't even pull out the gun."
"We also make an exception for you and let the bodyguards of the Song family point the gun at you. I don't care about Song Hongyan's slap."
"We hope that before the matter is investigated, we will try our best not to hurt you, Ye Guoshi."
"If someone wants your life on this road, I will stand in front of you to block the bullets."
Han Siqi's tone was very straightforward and indifferent, but it showed his belief and firmness.
Ye Fan sighed lightly: "Actually, you are very thoughtful, and your subconscious mind also tells you that I am not the murderer, and I have nothing to do with Qin Jiutian."
"Since you have a clear mind and know that you are right, why can't you follow your original heart?"
He continued to stare at Han Siwei and said, "It is better to correct your mistakes when you know them, it is better than going to be in the dark."
Han Siqi fell silent, then turned his head to look at the night sky: "I'm sorry, what is the responsibility..."
The white Hummer drove for another hour and the car arrived at the entrance and exit of Nanling Gao.
The automatic passage malfunctioned and the car had to drive into the artificial passage. There were more than a dozen agents checking the car on the passage.
Several sports cars were locked aside to check, and several young men and girls also squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms.
Obviously, the rich second-generation who was overeating was caught racing in the middle of the night.
“Routine check.”
A flat-headed agent stood in front of the white Hummer with courteousness: "Show your driving license, driver's license!"
At the same time, several agents were circling around the car with metal detectors.
"Business!"
Han Siqi didn't say nonsense, and threw out a black certificate.
The flat-headed agent took the ID and looked at it, then his face changed slightly.
He hurriedly returned the ID to Han Sizhi, then slapped the front of the car and shouted:
"Let it go, let it go!"
Several companions quickly moved away from the car and the level opened quickly. Han Siqi and the others stepped on the accelerator and left.
The car quickly disappeared, the flat-headed detective closed his eyes, then picked up his phone and spoke:
"Miss Zhu..."
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, it was the most exhausted and sleepy time for a person's biological clock. Ye Fan, who had finished chatting with Han Siqi, did not fall asleep again.
He opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene outside.
After the convoy drove thirty minutes away from the height, it entered a national nature park.
The night is as dark as varnish, without any starlight, and only the headlights keep shaking, not only can't dispel the darkness, but it makes people even more upset.
The night wind blew, shaking the surrounding trees, making a "swinging" sound, and weeds rose and fell one after another, making Ye Fan's scalp numb.
What a hell is this? Ye Fan shouted in his heart.
"Ga—"
When Ye Fan stretched out, the white Hummer passed through the ninth tree-lined path and stopped in an open area.
This open land has no houses around for more than 30 meters. In the center of the open land, there are seven or eight buildings surrounded by blue brick walls over three meters high.
The buildings look old and old, but the overall structure is still solid and solid.
The narrow wall was wrapped with dense wire.
The gate is a four-meter-high metal gate, all made of steel and unbreakable.
On both sides of the doorway, there are peepholes and gun holes, which look similar to the fortress.
If you dig another moat and install a suspension bridge, it will be no different from the Yangguo stronghold in the war film.
"Ye Guoshi, here."
Han Siqi opened the car door and crawled out, then asked Ye Fan to get out with a calm look on his face.
During this period, he also put his feet into the bottom of the car without attracting attention, where he was investigated by the flat-headed detectives and the others.
He picked up his toes and landed on a tracker, and he stepped on it without hesitation.
When the soles of the feet are pressed, they become shattered and cannot be identified.
"What a great place."
Ye Fan crawled out of the car door and glanced around: "I'm afraid there have been many people here?"
"Reply!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a click in front of me. The door opened and the lights were on. More than a dozen people appeared.
Then, a tall woman appeared with several women in uniform, with charming facial features and a knife hidden in her smile.
"This was once the Onitum, where the Yang people buried it, and now it is the main area of Yetang."
She whispered: "Waiting for the door!"
"As deep as the sea"
Ye Fan looked at the charming woman and said, "Good name, it seems that this is a place where there is no entry or exit. I wonder what the lady is named?"
"Qi Qingmei, one of the people in charge of the waiting sect, is also the one who controls your destiny."
Qi Qingmei slowly walked to Ye Fan, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"When I come here, no one can find you, and no one can save you."
"By the way, Tang Ruoxue will be sent here a little later."
The smile was very disdainful, but it contained indescribable coldness, which made people frightened.
Ye Fan read it again: "Qi Qingmei? OK, I remember it."
Qi Qingmei smiled faintly: "What are you doing to remember my name?"
Ye Fan suddenly pinched the annoying smiley face: "Of course I'm taking revenge on you, would you marry you..."
"Damn it!"
Qi Qingmei suddenly broke away from Ye Fan's hand, and retreated a few meters and shouted angrily: