After a sound of rapid movement came from the phone, Ding Wan asked in a low voice, "Brother, tell me the truth, Ye Zi
Is this child sick?"
have!
Ding Fan almost blurted out. Her intuition told her that the situation was about to turn around. She was pleasantly surprised but had to be cautious, "Sister,
Where is she?"
"Sleeping in the tent!"
"When I was growing up in the mountains, I never had a systematic physical check-up. It's hard to say whether she is sick or not. Anyway, she was spoiled by the master. She is uneducated, shameless, bold and not obedient. When she comes back, you can chase her away to avoid getting into trouble." Ding
Fan took the opportunity to encourage him, and until now, he still hopes that the little devil can return to the mountain.
"Oh, it scared me to death. My sister is so brave. She doesn't know how to be afraid and avoid danger." Ding Wan sighed.
Ding Fan understood. What the elder sister said was that Sikong Ye was sick because he didn't know how to avoid danger and didn't care about anything. This is a kind of psychological disease with extremely self-aggrandizement, but in fact, the little devil is clearly such a person.
After patiently listening to the elder sister explaining what Sikong Ye had done, Ding Fan laughed so hard that his stomach almost cramped. It was so funny, this little girl actually treated the African savannah as an amusement park!
Normally, when Ding Wan goes to take photos in such a harsh place, he hires locals as guides and drives deep into the hinterland.
This time, because she was taking Sikong Ye with her and considering that she had lived in a simple environment since she was a child and had not seen much of the world, and was afraid that the black people would scare her, Ding Wan just hired a pickup truck. Because they were familiar with the route, the two of them drove directly into the prairie.
Sikong Ye was very noisy. He shouted excitedly along the way, constantly asking to drive faster and faster!
Ding Wan thought it was quite funny at first, such an innocent and straightforward child, and he laughed too, but then he couldn't bear it, and said it several times with a cold face, before Sikong Ye shut up, but his hands were even more dishonest, always probing.
He stretched himself out to break the blades of grass.
Passing through a forest, I met a group of monkeys, throwing branches at the car mischievously.
Sikong Ye was so angry that he actually climbed up the tree, pulled the branches, and chased the monkey all over the forest. Ding Wan was quite surprised. Sikong Ye was faster than the monkey, and his big braid was comparable to the monkey's tail!
The monkeys were defeated, and Sikong Ye returned victorious and snatched the fruit that belonged only to the Monkey King.
After entering the prairie, she happened to encounter a pride of lions. Ding Wan set up the camera and patiently waited for the precious lens, while explaining the shooting techniques to Sikong Ye.
She never expected that the Lion King would run over quickly with a group of female lions. Ding Wan's first reaction was of course to get in the car and run for her life, but a scene that shocked her happened.
Not only did Sikong Ye not run away, he put his hands on the ground, raised his head and yelled at the Lion King, all swearing in his mouth.
The Lion King had never seen such a powerful human being before, and he was frightened away. When he ran away, he even left behind a little lion in a panic!
"Xiaofan, I'm really worried that the leaves will be eaten by wild beasts! My head is still buzzing and hurting now!" Ding Wan was still frightened.
"Hehe, keep your heart in mind, ordinary wild animals can't defeat her, just be careful of the wildebeest herd, she might be trampled to death." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Is Ye Zi so powerful?"
"What a wild girl!"
"I'm relieved now. We won't talk anymore. We'll talk about it when we get back!" Ding Wan hung up the phone.
Ding Fan was in a good mood, and Sikong Ye finally couldn't pretend anymore and revealed his true face as a little devil. He believed that when his sister came back, he would never leave her at home again. The stinky girl who had nowhere to go should go back to the mountain and be raped by her senior brothers.
Pamper me!
After lying on the sofa and sleeping for two hours, Ding Fan got up, sat behind his desk, and began to think seriously about Yan Xiaoming's condition.
Although today's children mature earlier, at the age of eighteen, their thoughts are not that complex. Under normal circumstances, it is normal to like young school girls, and you should not be too infatuated with super fake beauties.
There must be incentives that lead Yan Xiaoming to have such a dream.
The deep nightmares that appeared one after another in Jingyang were not accidental. Ding Fan thought hard about what Bai Yifei and Yan Xiaoming had in common.
First, it is obvious that they are all wealthy families.
Suddenly, Ding Fan thought of another important factor, sensitive constitution!
Bai Yifei also has a sensitive constitution, has symptoms of allergies, and also suffered from deep nightmares. Could it be that she has also received some kind of hint and there is an inducement.
After all, who provided the inducement?
After half a day without a clue, Ding Fan could only hope that tonight, after waking up Yan Xiaoming, he could ask for the answer he wanted, but he might get nothing.
After get off work, Ding Fan had dinner outside and drove back to Hengfu Building.
The fact that no surveillance personnel sent by Tu Ze have been found in the past two days does not mean that there are none. Perhaps they are more thoroughly hidden and are preparing to take action.
Mu Xiaolei was still studying lip reading, fascinated, while Wu Yahuan came just after nine o'clock, his face was not good-looking, and he was a little depressed, so he sat down and started smoking.
"Sister Huan, is there no progress in the investigation?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.
"Yeah, I've been busy for several days and haven't found anything. Not even any clues about who the group of people who beat my second brother were." Wu Yahuan said angrily.
"What are you going to do next?" Ding Fan asked.
"I didn't think about it, maybe I was too impatient." Wu Yahuan spread his hands and said.
Didi!
Wu Yahuan's cell phone rang. He took it out impatiently and took a look, but it was a picture sent by Ding Fan from the other side. He clicked it and was stunned on the spot.
"Xiao Fan, where did this painting come from?" Wu Yahuan was surprised. She had seen the cheating photo countless times and immediately recognized this woman, the dummy Ding Fan mentioned.
"I drew it, so be it realistic!" Ding Fan said with a smile.
"When was it painted?" Wu Yahuan raised his eyebrows.
"These two days." Ding Fan said seriously.
"Shit, the lines of this painting are so delicate that it wouldn't have been possible to draw it in ten or eight days. I see you every day and I have never seen you draw." Wu Yahuan curled his lips, not believing it at all.
Smart! Comparable to a detective!
Ding Fan gave a thumbs up and asked seriously, "Sister Huan, do you know Yan Ming?"
"I know him, a famous painter. His paintings are quite valuable."
Wu Yahuan blurted out, which made Ding Fan a little ashamed. Everyone knew this person, and he seemed to be the only one who was ignorant.
It's not surprising. In the past ten years, Ding Fan has been studying in the mountains, and he can still remember the road in Jingyang well.
"Ah! Could it be that Yan Ming created this woman?" Wu Yahuan perked up, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"No, no, no, don't get me wrong, Yan Ming is not such a person, he is a proper gentleman." Ding Fan waved his hand quickly.
"Then this painting was painted by him?" The murderous intent in Wu Yahuan's eyes subsided, but a bright light appeared again.
His mind was very active, but he guessed wrong. Ding Fan pressed his hands, frowned and said, "Don't be impatient. Let me finish my sentence, okay?"