By the time Qin Fan returned to the Radio and Television Theater, people here already knew about Xiao Yun's arrest.
"Mr. Qin, he has been arrested, right?" the radio and television leader came up and asked with a smile.
Qin Fan nodded, then turned to look at Shen Yao and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"
Shen Yao nodded and said I'm fine, why not let's go.
Qin Fan actually didn't want to stay here at all. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."
Then he took Shen Yao to leave.
At this time, the leader of radio and television came up and said with a smile: "Shen Yao, let's hold a reporter and fan meeting again another day."
"Still doing it?"
Qin Fan tilted his head and glared, and asked coldly: "What should I do if this happens again next time? Do you think your security measures can be in place?"
Upon hearing Qin Fan's question, the radio and television leaders hurriedly shook their heads and said with a wry smile: "It's impossible. We will definitely pay attention next time."
Although he didn't know what Qin Fan did before, but just now he already knew how awesome Qin Fan was.
This guy is very popular in the city and has a lot of connections.
Not only did he have a relationship with the mayor, but he also had a very special relationship with the provincial governor and the army, so he spoke very politely to Qin Fan.
"What if this happens again?" Qin Fan asked coldly.
Although he didn't bother with the radio and television at first, the matter has been resolved now.
He still had to ask this kind of question.
The radio and television leader was embarrassed for a while, and he nodded again and said: "No, it will definitely not happen next time. Our security measures will be upgraded."
Upon hearing what this guy said, Qin Fan turned his head and glanced at Shen Yao.
Shen Yao understood, nodded and said, "Okay, let's arrange the schedule next time."
Immediately, the radio and television leaders personally escorted Qin Fan and the two out, and then they returned home.
This time they returned to the villa community, and Shen Yao went directly to Qin Fan's home.
After arriving in the living room, she threw herself on the sofa and stretched. Then she raised her head and said softly: "Xiaofan, I want to eat."
Upon hearing the other party's almost coquettish tone, Qin Fan smiled and asked: "What do you want to eat? I'll get you a takeaway."
Shen Yao shook her head, "No, I want to eat the food you cooked."
"Holy shit"...
When Qin Fan heard this, he smiled bitterly, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, then I will cook for you now."
After all, he hasn't cooked for Shen Yao in a long time.
"Okay, okay," Shen Yao nodded and smiled.
Seeing Qin Fan enter the kitchen, she nestled on the sofa and began to think about what happened at the Radio and Television Theater tonight.
When she thought about how she almost died from a knife at night, fear suddenly hit her body again.
If it weren't for Qin Fan, she would have been doomed tonight.
Soon Qin Fan prepared a meal and then the two chatted for an hour before Qin Fan sent Shen Yao back home.
Noon the next day.
After Qin Fan got up, he was about to call Shen Yao. At this time, Song Bingwen called and said that he had something to talk to Qin Fan.
Upon hearing that the other party on the phone was quite anxious, Qin Fan thought for a moment and nodded.
The two made an appointment, and then he drove out.
When we arrived at the agreed place, Song Bingwen had already arrived.
As soon as he saw Qin Fan, he stood up quickly and said with a smile: "Brother, you are here."
"Yes, Brother Wen," Qin Fan nodded. After sitting down, Song Bingwen ordered a cup of coffee.
Qin Fan leaned forward, looked at the other person and asked, "What's going on? I see you are very anxious."
Upon hearing Qin Fan's question, Song Bingwen sighed, "Brother, you don't know that you are really anxious about this matter."
At this time, the waiter brought a cup of coffee, and Qin Fan took it and said thank you.
After the waiter left, he frowned and asked, "Is it related to the tomb?"
He knew that Song Bingwen was focused on this matter now, and it seemed that besides this matter, there was nothing else.
"Yes, brother," Song Bingwen's face felt awkward, and he smiled bitterly: "Hey, I may have to trouble you again this time."
Although Qin Fan is not very interested in finding tombs right now.
But when the other party said that, he could only nod his head and asked: "What do you mean?"
Immediately, Song Bingwen told Qin Fan.
After he finished speaking, Qin Fan's expression suddenly changed, and he said in surprise: "You mean that Old Man Fang has found the real tomb?"
Song Bingwen shook his head, "He has discovered some traces. I think he is very close to discovering the real truth about the tomb."
"Tell me, what is the truth?" Qin Fan suddenly asked with interest.
Although he was not interested in finding tombs, Qin Fan was very curious about where the real tombs were.
Why can people all over the world flock to it?
Song Bingwen tilted his head and looked around, then lowered his voice and spoke to Qin Fan.
But after he finished speaking, Qin Fan felt confused for a while.
At this time, Song Bingwen frowned when he saw Qin Fan.
He also knew that what he said was not very clear. After all, there were a lot of things in it that he couldn't explain for a while.
Suddenly he hurriedly said: "Brother, are you busy? If you are not busy, let's go see Professor Fang?"
Qin Fan glanced at the time, thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's okay."
Then he sent Shen Yao a WeChat message and asked Shen Yao to have lunch alone to deal with it.
Shen Yao came back and said hello.
When the two of them arrived at Professor Fang's research institute, Old Man Fang was researching inside.
When he saw Qin Fan coming, Old Man Fang smiled happily and said, "Brother Qin, why are you here?"
Qin Fan rolled his eyes, glared at the other person, and said without giving any face: "You are so hypocritical. It's not you who asked Brother Wen to come to me."
Old man Fang smiled awkwardly when he heard this. In fact, it was his intention to invite Qin Fan over.
However, Qin Fan had paid too much for this matter, and he was too embarrassed to bother him again, so he let Song Bingwen talk about it.
He said with a shy face, "Brother, let's not do this. Just understand in your heart. We don't need to say it out loud."
Qin Fan glared again, but he said nothing more and walked in.
I scanned the environment inside.
Although it's not big inside, it's already crowded with a lot of messy things.
There is a wire bed at the far end, and the bedding on it is a bit messy.
As soon as he saw these situations, he knew that this old man must have been cruel and provided food and accommodation here.
Suddenly, he felt some sympathy for this elderly man.
Since the last time this old man was injured and hospitalized, this guy didn't rest at all after he came out of the hospital. He just came over and continued working. It was actually hard enough.