"What did you say? Say it again?"

Chen Fan suspected that he had heard it wrongly.

On the other end of the phone, Ling said it again, "I said Huang Xiaobo is dead. I just said that."

"A group of people found him in his rental house and beat him to death with clubs."

"The daughter-in-law was also severely injured and is currently in the intensive care unit of the hospital, unconscious."

Chen Fan was no longer sleepy and was completely clear-headed.

"Are you sure about this?"

"How do you know that?"

뀘 Ling said quickly: "놊놆, do you want me to help you find Huang Xiaobo's creditors?"

"I used my connections to investigate, but I haven't found anything yet. Huang Xiaobo is dead..."

"Wait a moment. I'll call you back in five minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan changed his clothes while climbing down from the upper floor.

"What's up, Lao Chen? What's the matter?"

Ma Xiaoshuai, who was working in the lower shop, woke up in a daze and asked.

"It's okay, go back to sleep."

Ma Xiaoshuai saw Chen Fan changed his clothes and asked directly, "Are you going out?"

Chen Fan approached Ma Xiaoshuai and whispered, "Keep your voice down, don't wake everyone up."

"That Huang guy is dead."

"Which one with the surname Huang..."

Ma Xiaoshuai’s sleepy eyes suddenly widened.

"You said..."

Chen Fan nodded.

"When did it happen?"

"It should be just now."

Ma Xiaoshuai sat up quickly.

"It's over, please forgive me. They will definitely suspect you did it first."

"Where are you going now?"

Chen Fan put on his shoes, and the machine in his pocket began to vibrate.

I took it out and took a look. It was a call from Ding Ding.

It seems that Dingdian also got the news.

Chen Fan didn't answer the phone. He explained to Ma Xiaoshuai, "I have to go to the club."

Ma Xiaoshuai stood up immediately and said, "I'll drive with you."

"No need. You can help, just go back to sleep. I'll contact you if I have any news."

"Then take the car keys and drive my car."

Ma Xiaoshuai suddenly stood up, took out the car keys from the bookshelf and threw them over.

Chen Fan took the key and said, "Thank you."

Chen Fan closed the dormitory door gently and went downstairs while taking out the phone.

Dingdian's third call has come.

"Hey, it's me."

"I just got the news..."

"I already know. I'm on my way to the club now."

Dingdian: "I'm going to the club too."

"Then let's talk about it after we meet."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan went to the first floor and found the dormitory aunt. He made an excuse that he had diarrhea and was about to pass out, so he had to go to the school hospital to get some medicine.

The aunt didn't make things difficult for Chen Fan. She let him register and then opened the door and let him out.

After going out, Chen Fan found Ma Xiaoshuai's car, started it and drove towards the school gate.

At the same time, he took out his phone and called Ling again.

"Hello."

Chen Fan: "How did you know?"

"What?"

"Huang Haibo is dead. How did you know?"

Ling: "Do you want me to check your creditor? I'll ask someone to check it out. Of course, I originally wanted to help you find out where this guy lives..."

I understand.

At this time, the people sent by Ling happened to encounter the process of the crime.

Chen Fan drove the car out of the school and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate.

"Do you know who did it?"

뀘玲: "놊I know, they all have their faces covered."

"Huang Xiaobo is a gambling addict. He has tried to quit gambling, but the people he comes into contact with are all kinds of people. He is likely to offend anyone. But..."

뀘 Ling's voice suddenly paused.

"Chen Fan, did you really do this?"

Chen Fan: ???

"You doubt me?"

Dong Ling analyzed to herself: "But I think you are too capable."

"You just called me to investigate Huang Xiaobo's creditors. You can always turn around and kill him, right?"

"Did you call me on purpose to get me to testify for you?"

On the other end of the phone, Ling suddenly screamed, as if she had thought of something.

"Oh my god, if that's true, then you are really dark and cruel."

Chen Fan has a black line on his head.

"I said, can we watch less TV dramas?"

뀘Ling: "Really 놊놆you?"

Chen Fan gritted his teeth: "놊놆."

Dong Ling let out a long sigh, "That's great. Dong Dong you're good. But I'm still surprised that I fell in love with such a cruel little man..."

"Yeah, that's right."

Ling suddenly reacted: "Even if you did it, if something like this suddenly happened, the police would definitely suspect you at the first moment, right?"

뀘 Ling screamed: "Ah? Chen Fan, are you in trouble..."

Chen Fan has already hung up the phone, there is no time to continue the nonsense.

We drove all the way to the club. The entire club had closed for the day, and only a few security guards on night shift were still patrolling.

The gatekeeper recognized Chen Fan and decisively let him in.

As soon as the car drove to the office building, Lao Feng ran over immediately.

As soon as they met, Chen Fan stared at Lao Feng and asked.

"Huang Xiaobo is dead, did you do it?"

Lao Feng was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

"놊놆."

"Boss, if you don't give me an order, I will act on my own."

Chen Fan nodded, and he also felt that he understood Lao Feng's idea.

Do you really think too much?

This is a pure coincidence.

God, please take care of this scoundrel for me?

But why do I always have a sense of uneasiness?

Chen Fan glanced at Feng Pojun and continued to ask, "The club's security guards didn't bother you these past two days, did they?"

Feng Pojun immediately explained: "According to your instructions and President Ding's, I let the security guards be in charge of supervision. If you want to enter the club, the security guards will take the initiative to intervene."

Chen Fan thought for a moment and then ordered, "Go and make a copy of the camera video at the entrance of the club these two days in advance."

Feng Pojun immediately asked: "Boss, are you worried about... this conspiracy?"

How can one use his own life as a trap in a conspiracy?

Chen Fan shook his head, "I know that, too."

"I hope you don't think too much."

As they were talking, the sound of a police car was heard outside the club.

After a while, several uniformed policemen walked into the club.

"Who is the club owner Chen Fan?"

Chen Fan walked over and said, "I'm here."

"Are you Chen Fan?"

"Yes." Chen Fan looked at the four policemen in front of him.

"Officer, what can I do for you?"

One of the policemen said coldly: "Someone accused you of paying a hit man to commit murder. Come with us?"

Chen Fan looked puzzled, "Can I ask who accused me?"

The policeman obviously knew the area and was aware that the club had been very popular recently and had even been reported in the media.

So he did not embarrass Chen Fan and just said a few more words.

"Do you know Huang Xiaobo?"

Chen Fan nodded: "We are acquainted. I bought the land for this club from Huang Xiaobo and his wife."

"These past few days, they felt that they were being sold at a loss and have been making trouble at the club door, but I ignored them."

The policeman stared at Chen Fan, "Huang Xiaobo is dead."

"Being beaten to death by a group of masked men tonight."

Chen Fan shrugged: "It's strange that such a lousy gambler died, right? Who knows how many enemies he had."

"Why do you suspect me?"

The policeman's next words made Chen Fan stand still.

"Huang Xiaobo's wife has woken up in the hospital. She insisted that you ordered someone to do it."

"So, come with us."

Chen Fan: “…”