Chapter Twenty-Six Does Your Face Hurt?

to the police on his phone, then turned their heads to look at Wang Jiande lying unconscious on the ground, their expressions filled with sympathy.It's good to see that she finally met her match. Wha..."The body had already been buried," Yang Fan pointed at Wang Jiande, "They were all people he killed before."

She recounted Wang Jiande's misdeeds once again, and the expressions of Yan Bin and his entourage grew increasingly serious and furious. The colleagues recording on the side couldn't help but utter a curse, "Animal!"

Yan Bin asked Yang Fan, "What's his current situation"

Yang Fan replied, "I've done too many bad things and got scared to death."

"What fainted from being scared"

"Ghost."

nghiêm bin:…

This unreliable answer left him speechless. He gave Yang Fan a blank look and asked, “Who are you How did you know all this”

Yang Fan answered him seriously, "My name is Yang Fan, and I calculated all of this."

Yann Bin and his colleagues: "..."

Little sister, are you teasing us

Suddenly, they felt like they had been made a fool of on this call.

People nowadays don't really believe these things, especially police officers who are public servants. Yang Fan calmly said to them: “I’m not joking.”

"Wake him up and bring him back for interrogation. You'll know then."

Yan Bin looked at Yang Fan deeply, trying to see a trace of mischief on her face, but she was very honest, and even said to Yan Bin, "When you go back later, don't take Jinghua Road, there will be traffic jams there."

Yan Bin: "..." He finally got what was coming to him.

Yan Bin ignored her. He looked around, trying to find someone else to ask what was going on. As he turned his head, he saw Wu Zhenghao taking pictures with his phone.

"Doctor Wu" He was a little surprised to see Wu Zhenghao. He walked over to him, "Doctor Wu, what are you doing here"

Wu Zhenghao pointed at the vegetables in front of him that weren't selling well. "I'll sell these vegetables."

"What just happened here, do you know" Yanbin asked him.

Wu Zhenghao nodded, succinctly recounting everything from Yang Fan's arrival to the later appearance of Yan Bin and the rest.

Yan Bin listened, his brows furrowing tighter. This didn't sound like a murder case at all; it was clearly just a dispute between street vendors.

Wu Zhenghao glanced at Yang Fan, his voice faltering, "I thought she was a fraud. Just now, a young girl came to ask her for divination, and I stopped her."

It doesn't seem to be what he thought it was.

"Which little girl" Yan Bin asked.

"It was that little girl..." Wu Zhenghao turned his head to point where Xiao Lin had just been standing. "Hey Where did that little girl go"

Yan Bin followed his finger and looked, there were only two middle-aged men there, no young girls.

"Let's take him back first and then talk about it."

Yan Bin told his colleagues to take Wang Jiande back in the car and find out what happened. Yang Fan should also go with them.

"Should I go too Wait, let me grab my stuff."

Yang Fan put away his small folding stool and pack, carrying a full sack of loquats. He only managed to sell five jin.

She sighed helplessly. This was the first time she had ever made a deal, and it wasn't going smoothly at all. She had to buy the cart as soon as possible, or else carrying heavy loads back and forth would be too inconvenient.

After three police cars drove away, all the people who had been silent and dared not speak began to discuss.

Xiaolin, who had been hiding just a moment ago, popped out and asked the person beside her, "Uncle, do you know where that girl lives"

I don't know, but she said she lives in Kamimachi Village.

"Where is Shangyuan Village" she asked.

That old man pointed at the road ahead and said, "Just go to the town gate and find any three-wheeled vehicle. They can take you to Shangyuan Village, and it only costs eight yuan."

Xiao Lin: "Okay, thank you, Uncle."

She watched the police car drive away, and made up her mind that she would find out about that man. If it was true, she would go to that girl and settle things.

……

Yang Fan was arranged to sit in the same police car with Yan Bin. Their car led the way.

They drove smoothly all the way from the highway to the city center. Just as they were about to enter Jinghua Road, which had a traffic light ahead.

Yang Fan reminded them again, “Don’t take Jinghua Road, take a different route, there’s traffic ahead.”

It's funny, the phone navigation app just played a notification sound.

"Ahead, you will enter Jinghua Road. The road is clear."

The police officer driving, Feng Kaile, let out a "poof" of laughter. He joked, "Does your face hurt"

What is the speed of light slap in the face, this is the speed of light slap in the face.

A hint of a smile flashed across Yan Bin's eyes as he sat in the passenger seat.

Chen Gong, sitting beside Yang Fan, advised him kindly, "Little girl, feudal superstition is not right. At such a young age, it's best to find a good class."

Yang Fan let out a long sigh and said nothing.

If you don't listen to the master's words, you will suffer in the present.

The car glided smoothly along the traffic flow as it entered Jinghua Road. As it was driving, a maple tree suddenly fell beside the road and crashed into the middle of the road.

Standing straight in the middle of the road, it forcefully divided the road in half, blocking vehicles traveling in both directions.

Fortunately, the car at the front reacted quickly and slammed on the brakes, avoiding a tragic accident of being crushed by the tree.

The car behind slammed on its brakes too late and hit the one in front of it.

"Bang bang bang"

In the blink of an eye, a chain reaction accident caused by natural disaster occurred.

"Oh, **!"

Things happened too suddenly. Even if Feng Kele reacted in time, he accidentally bumped into the car in front of him.

Two more cars behind also hit the rear of this car.

Jinghu Road, as the main artery, was quickly followed by a large number of vehicles. In just a short while, this road was completely jammed.

In the car, Yan Bin, Feng Kele and Chen Gong stared blankly at the large tree lying across the middle of the road.

Yang Fan's voice, soft and faint, echoed in the car. "Does your face hurt"

Yan Bin and the others: "..."

It hurts a bit.

Chen Gong stared at Yang Fan in astonishment, "You really can calculate!"

Yang Fan gave him a "what do you think" look.

Feng Kaile was still a little unconvinced, "It's just a coincidence."

"Let's not talk about that right now. Get out of the car and see if anyone is hurt."

Yan Bin turned his head to glance at Yang Fan, then hurried out of the car to check the situation outside.

Feng Kaiyue and Chen Gong also went.

Yang Fan was alone in the car. She thought about it and got out of the car. If she waited for the traffic police to handle it, who knows when they would arrive.

She went straight through the crowd to find Yan Bin.

At the front, Yan Bin and Feng Kele along with several others checked the situation. Although the incident happened suddenly, the driver of the vehicle in front reacted quickly. Fortunately, no one was injured in this accident.

Yan Bin organized the people around him to lift the tree. It took a lot of effort to move the tree away.

They were delayed on the road for almost two hours before they finally returned to the police station.

As soon as they arrived at the police station, Wang Jiande, who had fainted just moments before, woke up. Upon realizing he was in a police station, he collapsed onto the floor with a look of terror in his eyes.

It's done!ny years, now that they are making a profit, she can't be unhappy, can sheYang Fan's eyes softened slightly, "Well, thank you.""Big sister, could you please get me another bag My bag is full."Mr. Wu w...