Chen Fan and Yan Qing were chatting casually, while Nalan Wan'er, who was standing beside them, held back for a while, but finally managed to hold back and ask the question that concerned her most.

"Are you okay with your injury?"

Tong Yao immediately joked: "Actually, what she wants to ask is, can you still perform on stage?"

Chen Fan asked back: "Can you still sing solo these days?"

Nalan Wan'er shook her head: "It tastes just right."

Yan Qing smiled and explained, "Actually, Wan'er sings very well already, but because of your performance, she always feels that her singing is not as good as yours."

Chen Fan knew that these people had strong backgrounds, and after this incident, their friendship had deepened.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Chen Fan took a bite.

"Don't worry. I can still go on stage even if I have to use crutches."

He decided to consolidate the friendship between the two families.

Only then did Nalan Wan'er quietly relax.

"Thank you."

Yan Qing smiled and joked: "I am finally relieved now. You know this girl has been worried about you not being able to go on stage for the past two days."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Actually, I took it for granted when I wrote a song for Wan'er last time. Maybe I should try a different style for you."

"It just so happens that I just experienced death this time, and I have some insights. I'll see if I can write another song for you when the time comes."

Nalan Wan'er's eyes brightened instantly.

"real?"

Chen Fan was happy.

After all, she is a little girl. Although she pretends to be aloof sometimes, she is actually a grown-up child with things hidden in her heart.

"Wait until I'm discharged from the hospital so I can think about it."

Nalan Wan'er reminded quietly: "It's best to write it before going on stage, so that our band can sing two songs then."

Chen Fan was crying and laughing: "You really look like you care about the injured. I'm not discharged from the hospital yet."

Nalan Wan'er suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and Yan Qing beside her tried to smooth things over.

"You should be happy. Wan'er's words prove that she really treats you as a friend and is not being polite."

"Then I am honored."

Chen Fan glanced at Nalan Wan'er and knew that this girl really cared about her stage performance in the near future.

"Well... I'll think about it over the next few days, and I'll definitely write you a song suitable for your solo performance when the time comes."

"Thank you." This girl actually knew how to say thank you.

Yan Qing and the others did not stay in the ward for long. After about half an hour, they got up and said goodbye.

Before leaving, Nalan Wan'er deliberately hesitated and was the last one to leave.

After Yan Qing and the others had all left the ward, Nalan Wan'er walked up to Chen Fan and quickly handed him a note.

Chen Fan was stunned: "What is this?"

"That guy's hiding place. I think you might be able to use it."

After saying that, he waited for Chen Fan to open the door, leaving Chen Fan in shock, and quickly ran out of the ward.

After everyone left, Chen Fan opened the note in his hand.

There was an address written on it, followed by Song Mingjie's name and phone number.

Chen Fan was a little surprised.

The police throughout Yunhai are investigating the whereabouts of Song Mingjie, but there are still no clues.

As a result, this girl found the person in just two days.

But there is a detailed hidden address and even Song Mingjie’s current mobile phone number.

This girl...

Chen Fan took a deep breath.

Who is this person?

No wonder Yan Qing took such good care of her.

Chen Fan raised Nalan Wan'er's status in his heart again. He glanced at the door to make sure no one came in, then he picked up his phone and called Feng Pojun.

"Hey, it's me."

Feng Pojun reported on the other end of the phone: "Boss, we haven't found where that guy is hiding yet, but he probably hasn't left Yunhai."

"There are very few clues, so it's a bit difficult for Lao Yang to investigate. Also, your old classmate Guo Shuai has also issued a wanted order through underworld means, and many gang members are helping with the search."

After hearing this, Chen Fan said calmly: "No need to check. I already know where he is."

When Feng Pojun was shocked, Chen Fan continued, "I'll send you the address. Be careful not to disturb too many people."

"It's done more efficiently."

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan sent the address on the note to Feng Pojun, then tore up the note and deleted the text message.

…

An urban village in the northern suburbs of Yunhai, where migrant workers who work nearby live, good and bad people are mixed.

Song Mingjie is currently hiding in one of the dilapidated old houses.

He has been hiding here for quite some time.

In order to take revenge on Chen Fan, he took out a portion of his family's savings and hired Wang Wei, the black car driver who had driven himself to a dead end.

His target is Chen Fan's girlfriend.

He also wanted Chen Fan to experience the feeling of death.

The resulting course of events was unexpected.

Su Ruchu didn't die, but Chen Fan hit Wang Wei to death.

Song Mingjie was not disappointed and decisively contacted the guy who had discussed cooperation with him in the hospital last time.

Let the other party find someone to stir up the heat of this case on the Internet.

He planned to take this opportunity to send Chen Fan to prison for a few years.

Humph, let you experience what it's like to be in there.

In the first few days, the public opinion on the Internet was indeed very favorable to Chen Fan, and Song Mingjie was so happy that he almost burst into tears.

Who would have thought that just yesterday, with an official announcement, public opinion suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse.

There are fewer and fewer people criticizing Chen Fan online, and more and more people supporting him.

Especially the female netizens, one after another, they shouted that they wanted to marry Chen Fan.

Looking at the information on the Internet, Song Mingjie angrily grabbed a chair and smashed it against the computer.

"Bitch! All of them are bastards!"

He was already furious because the police had issued a warrant for his arrest.

Song Mingjie immediately contacted the person behind the phone, who gave him a suggestion.

Find a place to hide first, and then when the time is right, they will send him out of the sea of ​​clouds.

Hiding in this rental house filled with the smell of urine, Song Mingjie has been able to endure the chattering.

Today he really suffered a lot.

He had a premonition that danger was about to strike.

No matter what, we must leave tonight.

So Song Mingjie called the person behind the scenes.

But the phone showed it was turned off.

Song Mingjie was stunned.

I tried it a few more times.

As a result, all of them were turned off.

"asshole!"

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be abandoned.

Grass!

This is a mess.

It is indeed reliable.

Song Mingjie threw away the lunch box in his hand, stood up and started packing his luggage.

He doesn't trust anyone now but himself, so he must find a way to leave tonight.

Bang, bang, bang…

Just as Song Mingjie was packing his luggage, cursing.

There was a knock on the door.

Song Mingjie froze and his face turned pale instantly.

“Who…who?”

He managed to calm down and asked with difficulty.

"Fuck, brother, luckily you're at home."

"Did your toilet explode? The sewage is flowing into my house downstairs! It stinks!"

A young man's voice came from outside the door, and his accent was obviously Yunhai's local dialect.

Song Mingjie was a little cautious. He secretly took out the folding knife he had prepared in advance from the side, opened it, and tiptoed to the door.

I looked out the door through the cat's eyes.

As a result, I saw a young man with a crew cut standing outside the door in the dark corridor.

This guy has a bandage on his head and looks like a policeman.

Is it really the downstairs resident?

"It's late. Let's talk tomorrow." Song Mingjie shouted.

"Come on, brother, just let me go in and take a look and see if it can be fixed."

"All the shit and piss from your floor has flowed into my room downstairs. How am I going to sleep with my wife tonight?"

Seeing the boy swearing outside, Song Mingjie was afraid of attracting the attention of other people in the corridor, so he hesitated for a moment and opened the door.

"you……"

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the young man outside suddenly grinning at me.

The next second, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared from the side and kicked him.

He kicked Song Mingjie and rolled into the room.