Douluo: You call this a toy

When Yang Fan woke up, it was already past eight in the morning, and there were only Han Zi and Yin Xiaofu in the living room.

"It's a holiday today. I'll wait for notification of the specific working time. Han Zi, you drive my car and take Xiao Fu back. By the way, you can also go back to Fang Mansion to have a look."

Knowing that Yang Fan was going to investigate the arson, Han Zi took the key and left with Yin Xiaofu.

Yang Fan dialed a few numbers and rushed to the hospital by car. Since there was a notice on the door saying it was temporarily closed yesterday before he left, when he arrived, there were only a few people at the door. None of them had emergencies, so they were persuaded to leave.

After observing the hall for a while, I used my mobile phone to capture the two masked men sitting in the consulting room with expressionless faces. Fortunately, the door was closed during the fire yesterday, so the inside was intact.

The first one to arrive was Mu Hui. When he saw the situation in the hall, he frowned tightly.

"What's the matter? Who did it?"

When he saw the look on Yang Fan's face, he knew someone was setting fire to him.

"At around three o'clock this morning, someone threw petrol bombs into the medical center." Yang Fan opened the photo and showed him the two masked murderers. "No matter what method you use, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must dig up the ground three feet to kill them as quickly as possible." Dig these two out for me."

Mu Hui clearly felt the murderous aura emanating from Yang Fan. He knew that once the person behind the scenes was found out, he would either die or be crippled. This time he did not guarantee it, but left immediately. It was three o'clock in the morning, the traffic was sparse, and everywhere They both have clairvoyance, so it shouldn't be difficult to find them.

Then, Leng Yao arrived and was surprised that the first floor was burned like that. After learning what happened from Yang Fan, he checked the surveillance camera and immediately launched an investigation.

The third person was Song Changpei, who immediately called in decoration workers to renovate the lobby on the first floor.

Finally, a phone call was made to Shadow, asking her to get information and to search for the arsonist at all costs.

The door was pushed open, and Concubine He Yan walked in, "Who is so wicked! He actually committed arson? Does it have anything to do with Chen Yunlong?"

She had just arrived at the supermarket and heard that the medical clinic was burned down, so she hurried over.

Things like arson are usually done by villains, so Chen Yunlong naturally comes to mind.

Yang Fan's mind was slightly moved. Zhou Shichong was waiting for him to treat him. It couldn't be the Zhou family, the Chu family, or Chu Manying. The Fang family, knowing that Han Zi lived here, couldn't care whether she lived or died. Excluding these three families, he The only enemies left are the Ba family, Shen Wanqi and his son, Chen Yunlong...

I have offended so many people that I can’t even remember them. As for who stabbed me in the back, it’s really tricky to track down.

After Song Changpei's decoration team arrived, Yang Fan left the hospital and came to Renfan Company, telling Sun Zhihan to pay attention to precautions. No matter how rampant the other party was, they would definitely not dare to come in broad daylight. He was mainly worried about the safety of a few people.

Then they made a surprise inspection of the warehouse. At that time, Zhou Zili was watching TV and checked the rooms one by one. After all, it was a basement and the sealing was relatively tight. If a fire broke out, the consequences would be disastrous.

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't say a word, Zhou Zili couldn't help but say: "Brother Fan, what are you looking for?"

Yang Fan immediately made several suggestions: first, three fire extinguishers should be added to the house; second, the doors and windows should be closed tightly when leaving; third, it is best not to live in the house; he was worried that someone would attack the warehouse, so as long as he made sure Zhou Zili was fine, everything else was a trivial matter.

"So serious, what happened?"

Zhou Zili suddenly became nervous, and Yang Fan told him about the fire in the medical clinic, and immediately said that he must be cautious and take precautions.

After leaving the warehouse, Mu Hui called and asked where he was. He said he had some clues and gave him an address for him to go there.

In Jinguiyuan Community, when Yang Fan arrived, Mu Hui was at the gate, leaning on the car and blowing out a cigarette. When he saw Yang Fan, he threw away the cigarette butt and stamped it out with his foot.

"Sir, get in the car and let's go in."

"How many percent?"

Yang Fan asked and got into the car.

"At least ninety percent!"

After hearing these words, Yang Fan knew that the two people could not run away.

Driving into the community and stopping in front of a building in the middle, Mu Hui took the two of them and went upstairs with Yang Fan.

"The other party is more cunning. He used a fake motorcycle license plate. He changed clothes and put on a wig in a black Internet cafe. He came back just before dawn. He is probably still sleeping."

In the elevator, Mu Hui made a brief introduction. The elevator stopped at the twelfth floor.

Get out of the elevator and stand in front of the west door.

Yang Fan was thinking about how to get in. Mu Hui waved his hand and asked people to move away. He knocked on the door gently.

Is this possible?Yang Fan murmured in his heart, originally planning to let the ghost crawl in through the window, but a few minutes later, footsteps came from inside.

"Who is it?" A man's voice sounded in the room.

"Hello, I'm from Wuhu Natural Gas Company. I come to your home to inspect pipelines for free."

Then, as if looking at him through a peephole, Muhui put on a professional smile.

In order to win the other party's trust, he also took out a business card, put it in the peephole and waved it.

Then, the door was opened, and a young man yawned and said lazily: "Come in."

One of Mu Hui's men dodged, put a dagger on the man's neck, and shouted: "Don't make a sound, or I will stab you to death."

The young man opened his mouth and his expression suddenly changed.

Yang Fan walked into the house first and rushed into the bedroom. A fist hit him in front of the door. He grabbed it with his palm, wrapped it around his fist and exerted a slight force. The latter screamed and squatted down.

The figure of these two people is very similar to that of the arsonist, and the look in their eyes makes them unmistakable.

"Who are you? You break into your home and commit murder, and you're not afraid that I'll call the police?"

The young man looked angry.

Snapped.

Yang Fan slapped him in the face, "You should know who I am? Aren't you going to take the initiative to confess?"

"Hand in, tell me what?"

The young man's eyes flickered and he pretended to be calm. Yang Fan slapped him again, "If you don't have something in hand, will I cause trouble for you innocently?"

"I, I did nothing but play games in front of the computer all night. Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"Sir, don't waste your time with this kind of person, leave it to me."

Mu Hui went up and slapped the opponent hard several times, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. When the opponent was trapped, he grabbed his neck and dragged him into the bathroom.

Another short man was also being served by Mu Hui's men. He had been beaten into a pig's head and had not yet confessed.

"Brother, brother, I was wrong, I said it, I said it all."

The bathroom door opened, and a man crawled out. He said tremblingly, "I started the fire in the medical center. I threw three petrol bombs in it."

Another short guy, seeing his companion's confession, also hurriedly admitted, "I also had a share, throwing away five or six."

It would be easier to admit it. With a cold face, Yang Fan cut off one of their arms with two clicks. The two of them knelt down in pain and fear.

"Do you know there are people living upstairs? If you don't put out the fire in time, someone will die!"

Yang Fan swung his hands and slapped him twice, one for each person. The slaps were so loud that Mu Hui beside him felt physical pain.

The two of them lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

"Who asked you to do it? Tell me!"

The nature of arson was so bad that Yang Fan really wanted to twist their heads off.

The two of them pretended to be deaf and mute and still didn't say anything.

"Let's go and reflect with me."

After Mu Hui finished speaking, the guy who had been taught a lesson by him just stepped back in fear.