"Uh, what should I do? Is there no other way to shorten it?" Director Yu said with a bitter face.
"Director Yu, do you think he is useful?" Jiang Fan said.
Director Yu nodded and said, "It's very useful when used. I have to last for more than an hour every time. My wife is very satisfied."
"Since that's the case, what else do you need to shorten it? It's enough to work!" Jiang Fan said.
"Uh, you don't know, it's very inconvenient to work, and sometimes he will fall out! Last time I went to a party and danced with a lady, and accidentally ran to someone's skirt. But they screamed. That time I had no face!" Director Yu said in a sweat.
"Haha, this is a good thing, it means that your thing is active! As long as you tie it tightly with a belt on weekdays, don't be imaginative at critical moments, how could he get into someone's skirt?" Jiang Fan teased.
"Hey, you know, it's not that it's too tiring to see a beautiful woman, but now women are dressed so revealingly, I can control it!" Director Yu shook his head and said.
"Director Yu, I will teach you a way to control it." Jiang Fan said with a smile.
"Oh, what method?" Director Yu immediately became energetic. He looked at Jiang Fan with a smile, as if he saw hope.
"You usually just carry a needle on your body. Whenever you are imagining, you can stab him with a needle to ensure that you wake up immediately!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
"Uh, if this is useless, it will be over!" Director Yu shook his head awkwardly.
"Haha, I have already taught you the method. I'll get the information in the afternoon!" Jiang Fan turned around and left Director Yu's office.
Jiang Fan got on the dragon car with the archives and immediately called Huang Fu, but he came to assist him in the investigation. So Jiang Fan and Huang Fu made an appointment to meet in the East China Sea Military Sub-district, and Jiang Fan drove to pick up Huang Fu.
More than ten minutes later, Jiang Fan arrived at the Donghai Military Sub-district, and Huang Fu stood at the gate of the military sub-district. When he saw the dragon car, he waved immediately. The dragon car stopped beside Huang Fu. After getting on the car, Huang Fu immediately said: "Brother Fan, who is so immoral and kills so many children! If we catch him, let the fools make him splendid!"
"I don't know yet? This guy will definitely continue to commit crimes. We must find him before he commits crimes and then get rid of him!" Jiang Fan said coldly.
"Well, before going there, let's study the archives you have at hand and see which one you go to investigate first?" Huang Fu said.
"Well, there are six stores here, each of which is the files of the mysteriously dead children over the past six years. I have read it first, so you can read it first." Jiang Fan handed the archives information to Huang Fu.
"Okay." Huang Fu took the archives and immediately read them. About ten minutes later, Huang Fu closed the archives. "Brother Fan, this is really strange. Why are the dead children in Xicheng District and there are no other areas?" Huang Fu said in confusion.
"This is not clear, maybe it's a coincidence, or the old Taoist likes to commit crimes here." Jiang Fan guessed.
"What's the purpose of that guy wants so many children's souls? Is it to create evil items?" Huang Fu said in surprise.
"I don't know the specificity of this. There are many kinds of evil objects. Only when we find that guy can we know what these souls are for." Jiang Fan said.
"Brother Fan, which one are you planning to visit first?" Huang Fu said.
"I plan to visit Xiong Xiaoyan's house first because she was killed last year. I think their family members should remember this clearly." Jiang Fan said.
"Well, I think so too, so let's go and visit Xiong Xiaoyan's house." Huang Fu said.
The dragon car started, and Xiong Xiaoyan's family lived in Xiongjia Village, a suburb of Xicheng District. About half an hour later, the dragon car arrived at Xiongjia Village. According to the address of the archives, Jiang Fan and Huang Fu quickly found Xiong Xiaoyan's doorstep.
It was a brick house. Judging from the lime and vermilion gate on the walls, the house had been built for less than three years. The yard was large, with more than ten chickens in it and a dog was tied up. When he saw a stranger coming, the dog immediately barked.
The door opened, and a man in his thirties was always out. He was not tall, dark-skinned, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and thick lips. He looked like an honest and honest farmer.
"Who are you looking for?" the man said in surprise. From his eyes he could see that he was very alert to Jiang Fan and Huang Fu.
"Is this Xiong Xiaoyan's home?" Jiang Fan said.
"Yes, are you all right?" the man said.
"Who are you Xiong Xiaoyan?" Jiang Fan asked.
"I am Xiong Xiaoyan's father. What's wrong with you?" The man became even more alert. Her daughter had been dead for a year, and suddenly two strangers mentioned his woman's name.
"Oh, that's right. We are investigating the case. We want to know more about your woman, Xiong Xiaoyan, died a year ago." Jiang Fan said.
The man looked at Jiang Fan and Huang Fu in surprise, "What are you doing?"
"We came here specifically to investigate this case." Jiang Fan said.
"My daughter has been dead for a year, and the War Bureau has not solved the case yet. Can you solve the case?" the man said.
"Yes, now there are new clues in the case. We need your cooperation. I believe that the murderer who killed your daughter will be caught in the future!" Huang Fu said.
"Oh, as long as you can catch the murderer who killed my daughter, I will definitely cooperate with you!" The man nodded, his eyes were slightly red. His longing for his daughter over the past year has been unable to sleep well almost every day.
"Oh, when did your daughter be born?" Jiang Fan said.
The man mentioned the year, month, day, and time of his daughter Xiong Xiaoyan's birth, which was exactly the same as the archives, but the specific time of birth was not recorded on the archives.
Jiang Fan calculated Xiong Xiaoyan's genealogy. She was indeed a pure virgin girl. "Before your woman died, do you still remember that you had a strange old Taoist in your village?" Jiang Fan said.
The man thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't remember. On the day my daughter died, I was not at home. My mother and I went to work in the fields, leaving the child alone at home."
At this time, a woman aged 28 or 9 walked out of the room. She had big eyes, slightly dark skin, neither fat nor thin, and looked a little pretty.
"Fuck, do you remember that before our Xiaoyan died, someone dressed as a Taoist priest came to the village?" the man asked.
The woman pondered for a moment, "I remembered that three days before Xiaoyan's death, an old road passed by our doorstep. At that time, Xiaoyan was standing at the gate of the yard. He also touched Xiaoyan's head!"
"Is that old Taoist a goatee, small eyes, and a scathing eyebrow?" Jiang Fan said.