Xue Yanhong contacted people from the patrol bureau and took the man back for investigation.
Things are resolved.
Zheng Hong quickly thanked Jiang Yan.
"Mr. Jiang, it's all thanks to you this time. If it weren't for you, my mother and I would have been in trouble. I really don't know how to repay you!"
Zheng Hong said gratefully.
"It's easy, don't worry!"
Jiang Yan waved his hand, then smiled at Xue Yanhong next to him: "Officer Xue, our previous bet should still count, right?"
Xue Yanhong's pretty face changed, and a panicked look appeared on her face.
"A bet...a bet? What bet?"
"What? Officer Xue is a man who breaks his word? How disappointing."
Jiang Yan shook his head.
"Who broke his word?"
Xue Yanhong couldn't stand it and said angrily: "If you lose, you lose! Can't I admit it?"
"In that case, does Officer Xue know what to do?"
Jiang Yan looked at her with a smile.
Xue Yanhong's face turned red and white, then she lowered her head and shouted: "Brother Jiang..."
"Did you make a mistake? I want you to call me Brother Jiang!" Jiang Yan said with wide eyes.
"you...."
"If you want to go back on your word or cheat, I can't do anything to you. Who calls you the famous patrol officer Xue Yanhong in Yancheng?"
Jiang Yan smiled.
The tone of voice is sinister.
Xue Yanhong had no choice. Although she was indignant, she could only bite the bullet and shouted in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Brother Jiang..."
"Can't hear clearly..."
"Brother Jiang!"
Xue Yanhong suddenly shouted, then turned around and ran away.
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, but when he came to his senses, Xue Yanhong had disappeared.
"I didn't expect that the King of Flowers in our team would also be deflated in the hands of Mr. Jiang. It's really rare to see him."
Zheng Hong couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Jiang Yan shook his head and said, "Captain Zheng, there is something I need to tell you."
"What's up?"
"Regarding this voodoo insect, I think you need to have someone check it out. The voodoo technique in Southern Xinjiang is not trivial. Now some people are selling it as voodoo props. Once this thing becomes popular among the people, it will cause a lot of trouble. There are clear regulations in Southern Xinjiang.
, you are not allowed to make voodoo props for sale without authorization. It is obvious that someone has broken this rule. You can trace it through that person and eliminate the source, which will also benefit the people."
Jiang Yan said seriously.
Zheng Hong nodded seriously: "Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I will personally take charge of this case."
Jiang Yan took out a talisman from his body and handed it over: "Keep this thing and put it on your body when handling cases. This will prevent anyone from poisoning you!"
"Thank you very much, Mr. Jiang."
Zheng Hong said gratefully.
After bidding farewell to Zheng Hong, Jiang Yan planned to return to the company.
But at this moment, Song Wentian called.
"Mr. Song, is something wrong?"
Jiang Yan pressed the connect button and asked calmly.
"Mr. Jiang, please forgive me for disturbing you. Do you still remember Queen Leng? That girl has been talking about you recently. If you have time, can you come?" Song Wentian asked cautiously.
Jiang Yan slapped his head: "I forgot about this... In this way, I have time now, how about we go to Queen Leng's place to see it now!"
"Sure! I'll send someone to pick you up right away!"
Song Wentian said excitedly.
Jiang Yan reported his address, and Song Wentian quickly arranged for Song Shuming to pick him up.
After getting in the car, the group of people drove straight towards Queen Leng's palace.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a luxurious manor in the suburbs.
Jiang Yan looked at the manor and was quite surprised.
"What a place where dragons and tigers sleep!"
"After all, it is the residence of the Queen of Yancheng. Even if it is not as good as the Tianshen Residence, it is not much worse if you think about it."
Song Wentian laughed.
Jiang Yan nodded, suddenly seemed to have an insight into something, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
"Mr. Jiang, did you find anything?"
Song Wentian noticed the change in Jiang Yan's expression and asked involuntarily.
"Go in and take a look first!"
Jiang Yan said calmly.
"good!"
A group of people entered the manor.
Queen Leng was waiting at the gate of the manor early.
"Mr. Jiang, please forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar."
A sweet and cold voice came.
She still has that cool and graceful figure, which makes people intoxicated.
"Where is the patient?"
Jiang Yan went straight to the point.
"Please come with me."
Queen Leng said, leading the way.
The manor was huge, even inside, everyone walked for several minutes before arriving at a quiet small courtyard.
But when several people walked into the yard, they found that all the bonsai vegetation in the yard had withered.
"Hasn't this yard been taken care of for a long time?"
Song Shuming couldn't help but ask.
"It's not that no one is taking care of it, it's that these flowers can't be kept alive," Jiang Yan said.
Queen Leng glanced at him in surprise: "Mr. Jiang is right, these plants cannot survive. We asked the best gardeners to cultivate these plants, but for some reason, no matter how we watered them, they just couldn't survive.
So we can only abandon it."
"Is there such a strange thing?"
Song Wentian frowned.
"I'm afraid this is the reason why your father is ill."
Jiang Yandao.
"Mr. Jiang means...there is something wrong with this yard?"
Queen Leng asked.
"yes."
Jiang Yan said in a deep voice: "Move the old man to another place quickly!"
"No! My father said that he will never leave this house, even if he dies, he will die in this house! I can't go against his old man's wishes!"
Queen Leng said seriously.
"Why?"
"Father told me that this house has arranged the luck of my Leng family. Someone must be there. If no one is there, the body must be buried here. He means that it will be buried here a hundred years later, so that I, Leng, can be protected."
The family is prosperous.”
"Yeah?"
Jiang Yan glanced at some pendants on the window sill of the door house and smiled coldly: "Who taught your father to do this? Could it be that he is an enemy of your Leng family?"
Queen Leng's face changed with horror: "Mr. Jiang, what do you mean?"
"On the surface, the layout of this courtyard seems to be about transportation and sublimation, but in fact it is about the evil spirit of the Nine Netherworld. At present, the power of the Nine Netherworld Evil has not exploded yet. Once it breaks out and covers your Leng family, you will be the one to do it.
When the Leng family is ruined and no one is left alive!"
Jiang Yan said coldly.
Queen Leng's breath trembled, her little face was so pale that she almost fell off the ground.