"If you kill someone, you have to pay with your life."
Fang Fan said coldly.
"Uh-huh, village chief, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I just made a mistake. I just accidentally threw the pickaxe out in a hurry. I really didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it.
Besides, after all, it was his fault first. Please let the village chief see clearly. Mr. Village Chief, please see clearly. I was really wronged."
"But I heard that spies gather here."
"Spies? There are no spies. We just don't want to work and want to be lazy.
Village chief, we know we are wrong, we really know we are wrong, we will not be lazy, we will never be lazy, the village chief must uphold justice for us."
Hearing this, Fang Fan looked at Su Anlong with a gloomy face.
"Su Anlong, what is going on? Didn't you say there is a spy here?"
Su Anlong's face was a little embarrassed.
"Village Chief, I'm just guessing that there may be spies gathering here."
"Ah, sir, you must not accuse me wrongly. Mr. Village Chief, I only believe in you. You must uphold justice."
"Guess? Huh, you have to give me an explanation for this.
Let the others go, and take this murderer back for a strict investigation. If he is not a spy, he will be treated as a normal murder case, do you hear me?"
"Village chief, this, this..."
Su Anlong said in a very distressed tone, and when Fang Fan saw this, his face darkened.
"Didn't you hear what I said?"
Su Anlong pursed his lips and looked a little ugly, but he still complied.
"Yes, village chief."
"Well, let me tell you, you can't let a bad person go, but you can't wrongly accuse a good person, you know?"
"Yes, village chief."
After saying that, Fang Fan waved his sleeves and left angrily. When Tang Jiajun and the guards saw this, they quickly followed, leaving only Su Anlong and his entourage who looked ugly.
The second-rate man lying on the ground showed a trace of contempt in his eyes.
Sure enough, young people just love fame and think black is black and white is white, haha.
After thinking about it, he smiled disdainfully. Even though he was taken away by the security team, he did not panic at all. He just silently winked at the person behind him.
The others were let go, got up from the ground, dusted themselves off, and looked at the leaving convoy with lingering fear.
"Master Ma has been captured, what should I do?"
"Follow Master Ma's instructions and find someone to fish him out."
"Master Ma won't turn us in, right?"
"It won't happen once you fish it out."
One person wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was something in his words.
"Also, that fox guy, we can't let him run away. To find him, we must find him."
"You don't want your life, and you still dare to look for him now. I really don't think Fang Fan knows how to kill."
"Fang Fan? Humph, he really doesn't dare. As long as he doesn't want to lose people's hearts, he doesn't dare to kill us.
At least you don't dare to kill me for no reason."
"You also know that there is no reason. If you go to him now, don't you give him an excuse? Contact Cao Cao and betray the village. Is there any better reason than this?"
"But if he is caught, do you think he will confess to us?"
"He hid so well before that he might not be discovered. Besides, what if we contact him and the matter is discovered?
It was a dead end at that time.”
"Now is the wrong time. He is very active at this critical moment, and we are the best example.
And you have also seen that Su Anlong is not as experienced as Fang Fan. He is ruthless and can use both black and white. Who knows how long the fox can hide.
Besides, what if we are discovered? If we find someone, we will kill them, just like today. At worst, if one more person comes in, nothing will happen to the others."
The man's eyes flashed with ferocity and he said cruelly.
After hearing this, everyone fell silent, unable to argue.
"Quick, we must be quick, get the matter dealt with before Su Anlong notices us."
"Um."
After a while, several people dispersed and disappeared among the buildings, disappearing into the crowd.
Fang Fan walked out of the alley and came to the main road.
As soon as he disappeared from their sight, Fang Fan's expression immediately returned, he put on a faint smile, and chatted with Ren Chao who caught up behind him.
"Jia Jun."
"Village, I'm here."
"Go to the logistics department to get Su Anlong's portion of the spirit fruit for this period, plus 10%, and then you can deliver it in person."
"yes."
Tang Jiajun slowly withdrew from the team, took Fang Fan's warrant, and went directly to the Logistics Department warehouse.
.......
Sheriff's Department.
"Director, the village chief has gone too far. The director has been working overtime every day these days, and even personally led a team to arrest him.
Even if he didn't appreciate it, he even scolded the director, this, this..."
"Silence."
Su Anlong heard this and shouted sternly.
"Director, I..."
"As a subordinate, you must have the duty of being a subordinate. Even if the village chief is really scolding me, you can't say more than a word. Do you hear me?"
"But the director is so hard-working, and the village chief still scolds you..., eh, wait, what do you mean he is really scolding you?"
Su Anlong smiled and shook his head. He did not go to interrogate the prisoner immediately. Instead, he stood there, as if waiting for something.
Before the man could ask further questions, he saw a man walking over from a distance.
When I walked in, I saw that this was Tang Jiajun, the village chief's secretary. He was the only person in the village who could represent Fang Fan in a sense. At this time, Tang Jiajun was holding a large wooden box in his hand.
The subordinates looked at Tang Jiajun in confusion until he came over and stopped in front of Su Anlong.
"Director Su, this is the spiritual fruit quota for this period. The village chief asked me to deliver it to you."
"Oh? I'm so embarrassed. Next time, just ask someone to hand you a letter and I'll get it."
"Oh, it's nothing. I happen to have time, so I can just send it over and save the director trouble."
The subordinate watched in confusion as the director chatted with Tang Jiajun. He didn't even react until Tang Jiajun turned around to leave.
"Director Su, you should be more careful about this matter."
"Don't worry, please tell the village chief, I will definitely live up to the village chief's high expectations."
"Okay, I'll definitely convey it to you."
The subordinates watched Tang Jiajun gradually go away and borrowed the box Su Anlong suddenly threw over.
"This, this, this..."
"You haven't reacted yet? It was just acting before."
"But the village chief didn't save any face for the director when he said that to you. If other directors heard it, wouldn't you be half a head short, director?"
"Isn't this appeasing? Secretary Tang personally sent me this share. Isn't this attitude not respectful enough?
Otherwise, who do you think Secretary Tang is? Do you really think that he has nothing to do every day, so he just gives us a share?"
Su Anlong explained, the corners of his mouth were also slightly curved, and he was obviously in a good mood. He was relieved and walked forward, preparing to interrogate the prisoner.
"Isn't this too complicated?"
The subordinate is still a little unable to turn around.
Su Anlong shook his head and said in a sad tone.
"When you have more experience, you will naturally understand."
The subordinate said nothing, silently counting the portions of spiritual fruits in the box, and suddenly shouted in surprise.
"Director, the quantity is wrong, 10% too much."
Su Anlong nodded, not surprised, just made a faint sound.
"garrulous."
The subordinate was holding the box, his green face full of confusion.
