"hiss……"

Liu Jun took a deep breath and subconsciously locked his phone to hide the email.

It all comes from a instinctive reaction.

After standing there for a while, Liu Jun still thought that his behavior was very inappropriate.

Let’s not talk about whether he can handle such a big case. Even if he can, he should report the information first.

As an old policeman, you shouldn't be so selfish.

As for the authenticity of the email, Liu Jun naturally had some doubts.

But this email was sent by Changhong’s second-in-command after all.

The last time Zhang Fan received a threat from Jike.com, it was an email from Changhong’s second-in-command that helped the Security Bureau a lot, and eventually more than 20 fugitive suspects were captured.

However, compared to the previous post, the amount of information in this post was so huge that he didn't even dare to believe it.

Such a large table includes almost half of the cyber fraudsters in northern Myanmar.

Where did he, the second-in-command of Changhong, get so much information?

At this moment, compared to shock, Liu Jun was more confused.

You know, if the second-in-command of Changhong could take the initiative to hand over this level of reporting materials to the Security Bureau.

Not to mention that all of them will be cracked, as long as one of these messages, even if it is guessed correctly, the sender can receive a considerable bonus. This is the reward for reporting that the Security Bureau has long established.

But he, the second-in-command of Changhong, had such a huge amount of information in his hands, and he actually... gave it to him without asking for anything in return.

This... is he just giving the credit to himself for nothing, or is there some other intention?

In fact, deep down in his heart, Liu Jun had already confirmed the authenticity of this email.

It was just that the incident happened too suddenly and he was a little slow to recover.

What confused Liu Jun even more was how Changhong's second-in-command obtained information and his mysterious identity.

With such detailed information, even if all the personnel team of Elephant Group were from northern Myanmar, they might not be able to provide such comprehensive information.

How did he, the second-in-command of Changhong, do it?

Changhong, whose name contains the character "Changhong", often posts about Changhong Funeral on the Internet. It is not difficult to guess that his online name means the second-in-command of Changhong Funeral.

But this information cannot be collected by one person. In all likelihood, the second-in-command of Changhong is a team.

He claims to be the second-in-command of Changhong, and his information is so accurate... Could it be that this second-in-command of Changhong has some relationship with Zhang Fan?

In other words, the second-in-command of Changhong is Zhang Fan himself?

After all, surfing the Internet has always been Zhang Fan's hobby, and after a period of contact, Liu Jun also witnessed the extraordinary abilities of Zhang Fan and his employees.

Could it be that... Brother Zhang Fan is behind the scenes fanning the flames, trying to help me... achieve great success?

Of course, it is possible that Brother Zhang Fan does not want to go on the road in person.

Liu Jun became more and more interested in the mysterious identity of the second-in-command, but after thinking about it, he could only come up with one possibility.

After pondering for a moment, Liu Jun decided to find an opportunity to ask Zhang Fan in person whether this Changhong second-in-command had any relationship with him.

As for the email he just received, Liu Jun made a decision after careful consideration.

Immediately drive to the location marked in the email. If you can really receive a felon who is ready to surrender, then the authenticity of this email will be beyond doubt.

Instead, once the order has submitted the form, the security system will, after discussion, distribute the tasks to the security bureaus in various places.

After the last experience with the anonymous letter, Changhong’s second-in-command has become somewhat famous in the security system, and his information will not be discarded on the spot.

"Lao Liu, what are you thinking about? Speak."

Seeing that Liu Jun was absent-minded, Lao Hu tapped the table lightly and asked.

"It's okay. I'm going to the highway exit. The second-in-command sent me an email."

Liu Jun quickly stood up and walked quickly to the door, "Xiaohui, follow me!"

"Ah? The highway exit... the second in command?"

Old Hu was confused and asked, "Are you not going to inform Zhang Fan?"

"Go for me!"

"What's going on..."

Lao Hu wanted to ask more questions, but Liu Jun had already run away.

Li Shaohui followed Liu Jun happily and asked in confusion: "Master, where are we going?"

"Take you to receive a second-class merit."

"ah?"

…

Nine o'clock sharp.

The firecracker incident in northern Myanmar continued to escalate, and Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes from his sleep.

I had been planning to have a good sleep last night, but it started to rain heavily and I was forced to go out by the old man next door.

I don’t care whether you are a funeral brother or not. I just know that it is hard to find a neighbor as quiet as Zhang Fan, and you must not drown in this rainstorm.

After coming back from outside, Zhang Fan almost suffered from insomnia. He was so angry that he almost watched short videos and clicked on them all night.

Fortunately, I used Zhao Yong's lifespan to exchange for a lot of Taoist secrets a few days ago, including methods to quickly fall asleep and cultivate one's character.

"It's already nine o'clock?"

After waking up, Zhang Fan first picked up his mobile phone and looked at the watch.

Seeing that I'm already late, I might as well stay a little longer.

Anyway, I am the boss, so there is no need to rush.

After giving up, Zhang Fan opened DouYing and took a look at his personal backstage.

As expected, the total number of his fans has reached 9999.

One hundred million fans is a rare existence in the entire Internet continent.

If it weren't for the barriers set up by several major official accounts, my number of fans would probably be in the hundreds of millions.

Zhang Fan didn’t have much thought about the number of fans. He just took a quick glance and clicked on the private message channel.

As always, the message is 99+.

But this time, Zhang Fan discovered that the density of the information was extremely exaggerated.

After flipping through a page or two, I found that almost all the messages were sent within a minute.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking that something big must have happened online, otherwise fans would not have sent so many private messages in such a short period of time.

After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Fan scrolled to the top of the message list and checked them one by one.

"Brother Funeral, this firecracker is thrown very well!"

"Brother Funeral, there were at least 30,000 people this morning!"

"Brother Funeral, one more shot!"

“…”

As Zhang Fan expected, these private messages from fans were all about the same thing, and many of them mentioned words like firecrackers, northern Myanmar, elephants, and combined bombs.

But Zhang Fan thought about it over and over again, but he couldn't figure out what he had done.

"What happened?"

Zhang Fan scratched his head in confusion, then quickly clicked on the search bar.

In his opinion, since such a big thing happened and it was related to him, it was bound to become a hot topic.

“…”

"Who did it?"