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Pan An didn't fully believe Mrs. Qiao's words. When Mrs. Qiao testified against Sun Quan, he noticed the evasive look of Mrs. Zhao in the supermarket.

From this, it is not difficult to figure out that what happened to Qiao's sister-in-law's daughter should be related to that person named Sun Quan.

Even if it wasn't done by Sun Quan himself, it should have been done by that guy's idler, but she couldn't avenge her daughter, so she tried to use him to do it.

Pan An has seen many, many tricks of such small people.

However, there is no savior in this world, and there is no Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves suffering. People still have to rely on themselves...

……

The thousands of ruffians who scattered out quickly brought Pan An the news he wanted.

It only took half an hour for this group of guys to not only find the community where the property fee and the landlord's rent increased collectively, but even the apartment that Xiaozhi rented.

After Pan An arrived at the scene, he immediately realized that the eyes of the guys around him were different from before.

If these guys used to just worship the strong, then now, they have completely turned into admiration.

Among them, Ding Qijun was the hottest, making no secret of it.

"Mr. Pan, you are really good at predicting things!"

"It took less than a day to find a person in such a big demon city. Even the police don't have the ability!"

"..."

Those guys who tried their best to flatter Pan An looked at Pan An with admiration.

They didn't know how Pan An managed to delineate the general location of the guy he was looking for in Nuoda, a magic city, but he really found clues within this range.

They didn't know the mystery of Pan An's questions to the supermarket owner, and they didn't know what to do after the wife of the supper shop gave the clue, but Pan An could always tell everyone what to do next.

Then, everyone found Wenzhi's rental house.

Just this point made these self-righteous old fritters understand that the previous 30 to [-] years of unexamined life was in vain, and also realized the real horror of Pan An.

It is true that ruthless people will be admired, but their achievements are destined not to be too high. Those well-known ruthless characters in Shanghai are all lackeys of others.

For example, the two most capable fighters in Shanghai, their super fighting power can support them to act perversely and domineeringly, and they can be frightening, but isn't this kind of fierce person subservient to a young and beautiful widow and charge into battle for her?

Only Pan An can become a real king.

Maybe he can't replace the desperate black widow, but everyone believes that as long as Pan An is willing, there is no problem in becoming the overlord of Sanjiang District, as long as he is willing to raise his arms...

Unfortunately, Pan An was immune to the worship of these guys, found a hairpin from his wallet, and opened the door of this apartment with ease: "Please stay outside and wait for me for a while, so as not to accidentally destroy any clues .”

"Good Mr. Pan!"

"We're standing guard at the door."

Amidst the chaotic echoes, Pan An walked into the room.

It was very clean, and there was a faint scent of incense in the air.

But when Pan An saw that the balcony was empty, he realized that he was a step late.

After thinking for a while, he reluctantly took out his mobile phone and started to record a video. He walked around the small single apartment, and after confirming that the closet was empty, he backed out.

"Are you sure this is the room Wen Zhi rented?"

"Mr. Pan, we have confirmed that there is also a receipt for him to pay the property fee in the security room, which is 1301."

"Okay, thank you everyone!"

Although he was unwilling to accept this result, the facts were in front of him, and Pan An would not continue to entangle the clues to break the matter.

In the current situation, it depends on whether the police can continue the interrupted clues through surveillance. Pan An has no way to intervene in this regard and can only entrust the government departments.

Next, the only clue he could take the initiative to pursue was the boss named Sun Quan.

Thinking of this, Pan An asked Ding Qijun, "Do you know Sun Quan? I heard that there are several foot bath health centers, ktv and so on."

As soon as this question came up, Ding Qijun and the others couldn't help looking at each other, some of them seemed very excited.

"Mr. Pan, Sun Quan is one of those people who said they would visit you at the bar."

"Mr. Pan, Sun Quan has a nickname called Sun Dasheng. Like Cheng Sanye, Black Shark, and Hou Ye, they are all big bosses in our Sanjiang District, and they are all good at fighting three or five times."

How could Tiegang fail to see what everyone was looking forward to with such enthusiasm?
Pan An suddenly mentioned Sun Quan, and even he felt that Pan An wanted to deal with him, although he didn't know why.

He hesitated for a while, and finally decided to tell Pan An a very important secret that no one knew: "Mr. Pan, this Sun Dasheng is from my hometown, and he is the most active in our fellow villager group... ..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the group of guys around him who had been secretly envious of his shit luck and found the clue of the supermarket owner before everyone else started booing.

"Brother Tiezi, is it true?"

"Since there is fellowship, brother Tiezi, why didn't you join the Great Sage?"

"I heard that most of the great sage's subordinates are fellow villagers. Brother Tiezi, are you afraid that he won't support fellow villagers when you go?"

"Brother Tiezi, it's not that you were very active in the fellow countrymen before, but you were ridiculed by the Great Sage?"

Pan An saw that these guys didn't seem to understand what words are like a knife at all, and Tie Gang's face was obviously getting ugly and became more and more energetic, so he couldn't help but stop him and said: "Okay, everyone, if you want to make a joke, wait until tonight The bar is noisy, let's get down to business first, okay?"

Pan An signaled Tie Gang to continue when the group of guys stopped talking.

Tie Gang nodded gratefully at him at first, and then said seriously: "In our group of fellow villagers, besides Sun Dasheng, there is also a great god. As long as he shows up, Sun Dasheng will follow him every time. A big brother. If a fellow countryman wants to come to Shanghai to make a living and try to find that great god, Sun Dasheng will take over the conversation and let the other party come to him to get used to it first..."

Pan An actually really wanted to interrupt him from telling such useless stories, even those guys who had teased him before were fascinated.

Fortunately, Tie Gang had a good look and found that Pan An was bored, so he went straight to the point: "That great god is a hero! If Mr. Pan wants to move Sun Dasheng, he is likely to ask the hero for help, and then he will be in trouble. "

"Hiss—" Ding Qijun and the others gasped in unison, and their expressions when they threw themselves at Tie Gang changed.