Although we are already in the information age, Fang Jun has always been not repelled by the Internet, but somewhat distrustful of it. Especially when searching for clues on the Internet, many of them are false information. As a police officer, Fang Jun was exposed on the Internet.

The deception of false information is no longer a day or two...

It's not that I'm scared, but that it happens again and again, which is a sign of failure.

As a paranoid, Su Yawen naturally didn't believe it and shrugged, "So I want to say, I don't know if this clue is true, but the other party sent me the information, so it shouldn't be false.

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"Even if it's fake, you can just go and have a look. If it's fake we come back. If it's real we missed it this time and it might be hard to find it again!" Alan excitedly held Fang Jun's hand.

Seeing Alan's excitement, Fang Jun had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Although he didn't believe it, as Alan said, he would rather believe it or not, just in case it was really the person he was looking for...

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"Okay, then I'll go to Chongqing with you." Fang Jun finally made a decision.

"Really?" Alan couldn't believe her ears at all. She knew about Fang Jun, and there was no chance that she would not search for this. But this time Fang Jun made an exception for Alan.

Su Yawen seemed a little confused when he heard Fang Jun agree, "Hey, hey, I made it clear. I never said that this person must be real. If not, you'd better not come to me.

trouble!"

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion." Fang Jun nodded, took the information in his hand and led Alan out of the door of the villa.

Su Yawen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, opened a dark curtain, stared at the black car that was disappearing in the corner with a pair of foxy eyes, and sneered and took out the mobile phone in his pocket.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of Chongqing Hilton Hotel, the door was slowly pushed open, and a young man in a suit walked calmly from outside the room to the airport. His hands were hanging on both sides, and he lowered his head without looking directly at the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The figure in front.

"Master, there's been a message over there, saying that the target has entered our plan." Although the man in the suit lowered his head, after saying this, he couldn't help but look at the young master standing at the window out of the corner of his eye, "But...

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"But he wants to step up the game, right?"

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, a young man in a bathrobe looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He leaned against a man in a suit. He shook a glass of red wine in his hand, took a sip, and sat on the velvet sofa behind him.

's opening.

The man in the suit was stunned, then nodded, "Yes, young master, and it's a lot more."

"Huh, people's hearts are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants. Everyone loves money these days, and you can't be too greedy for money. This money is like a hole. The deeper you dig, the harder it will be to climb out," said the young master.

The words spoken by the young man had a profound meaning, which made the man in the suit behind him shudder.

The young master stretched, obviously not surprised by the news, "How much did he increase the amount?"

"Five million."

"Oh, how much did I expect," the man in the suit couldn't see the young master's expression clearly, and could only hear a vague emotion in his tone, indifferently, "He is indeed a small person, and his price is so petty. This
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