Chapter 383 Being Threatened

Han Qian tiptoed closer to the warm room, looked at the girl who had gone to bed and read a book, and smiled.

"Why don't you play anymore? I'm still looking forward to it."

Nuan Nuan didn't even raise his head and replied in a low voice.

"If you don't want to play, come here and I'll ask you something."

"Business?"

Han Qian was worried about Wen Nuan's sudden revenge, so he sat on the edge of the bed feeling unsure. Wen Wen reached out his hand and hooked Han Qian's fingers. Han Qian leaned a little closer, and then Wen Wen spoke.

"You said Cai Qinghu is the same person. What do you think of this person?"

Taking a glance at the English novel in Nuan Nuan's hand, Han Qian whispered.

"You don't know? Qinghu's father died a long time ago. Her father passed away in recent years. I haven't heard her mention her mother, and I haven't asked her about her in detail. Why are you still curious about this matter?"

"It's okay to ask. You can go to bed. I want to read a book, so don't come and disturb me."

"okay."

This reaction made Nuan Nuan a little uncomfortable, and he frowned as he grabbed Han Qian who was about to run away.

"Why do you feel like you are relieved and can't wait to be separated from me? I won't study anymore. My sister will put you to sleep."

"I'm not sleepy. I'll go downstairs and watch TV."

"No, you don't want to watch, you need to rest."

"I haven't taken a shower yet, how about you help me take a shower?"

Wen Nuan let go of Han Qian and waved his hand to get out. It is impossible to help with bathing in this life, even if he is married, and even more impossible after having a child. In short, it is impossible. Taking a bath is just a talk. Sit down While scrolling through his phone on the sofa, Han Qian always felt that WIFI was really magical. With just such a small box, he could access the Internet?

Clicking on the scarf, Han Qian backed out within a few minutes. What kind of monsters and monsters are all here? An anti-narcotics police officer died on duty, and a celebrity was imprisoned for taking drugs. As a result, there was a saying that if he died, he would be dead. What his brother lost was his future.

Or an ancient poet copied the lyrics of a modern song.

Words show diplomas, and ignorance means less talk.

There is nothing wrong with what he said. Putting down his phone, Han Qian thought of Gouda Pao. This guy is indeed an out-and-out scumbag. Even if he takes drugs himself, he actually injects drugs into the hostages. I really don’t know what this guy is doing. Someone who can get out of jail.

Is it the work of that guy Feng Zhida again?

A bit suspicious.

After wiping his feet, Han Qian took off his shirt and walked to the balcony. The refraction of the glass allowed him to clearly see his shoulders and the healed bullet hole. He smiled bitterly and lit a cigarette. When he opened the window The phone on the table rang. Han Qian walked to the coffee table and picked up the phone. He looked at the unfamiliar number on it. Han Qian didn't answer it. He waited until the ringing ended and picked up another phone to dial.

Not surprisingly, the number was empty, and then the number came back. Han Qian pressed the connect button and said in a deep voice.

"I'm injured, so I can't fight you to the death."

"I know, I originally thought of using your number to tease the people at the yamen gate, but I lost the idea after you changed your mobile phone. The night view in the city is not that good, so remember to put on a shirt next time."

The hairs on his body stood up instantly. Han Qian turned around and rushed to the balcony window to look around carefully and whispered angrily.

"Are you supervising me?"

"See if you are still alive, Han Qian, have you forgotten something? If I remind you this time, the next time you will... bang, the glass on the second floor of your house is not bulletproof, right?"

Han Qian turned around and ran, rushed to the second floor and opened the door of Wen Nuan's room. He rudely closed the curtains regardless of Wen Nuan's doubtful eyes, but he chose to stand outside the curtains and said in a low voice.

"whats the matter."

"Toad's mother and child support, Toad asked you to be a tool to send money, and what I told Toad is that you go and check in every month to see how the old mother's health is, and I didn't ask you to fucking give it. The money will be used as a hands-off shopkeeper!"

It turned out to be this, Han Qian sighed softly and whispered.

"I ignored it. I will pass it tomorrow."

"Is there any way you can make Toad's mother a five-guarantee household?"

"It's difficult! And I don't want to get involved in your affairs, like this! You promise me one thing, you do it, and I do it, kill Gou Dapao."

"Who? Did you really mess with this bastard?"

"Did I provoke it? When he saw me, he asked me where you were. Feng Lun, if you curse me, I'll beat up all the men, women, and children in your old Feng family, from those in their 80s to those who just learned to walk." Do you believe it or not?"

"Gou Dapao and I have never met. Why is he looking for me? I can kill him when he is out of the market, but I can't kill him if he is not out. This is obviously someone paying Gou Dapao to get you. He is looking for me as a cover."

"I know."

"Who do you suspect?"

"Wei Tiancheng."

"I'm doubtful, so I won't tell you anymore. Cui Li asked me to play cards. Bye."

In an apartment I came over, two mobile phones were placed side by side on the table. There was only an old man in the room who was buried from the neck down. The old man shakily put away the mobile phone and threw it into the trash can.

Han Qian put down his phone, wondering? Could it be that it's not Wei Tiancheng? Can this grandson still bear it? Is it really Lin Mengde? Han Qian's head was in a mess. The most important thing was that now Feng Lun could know his every move, which made Han Qian very scared.

"Han Qian? Han Qian? Husband!"

Wen Nuan called Han Qian three times in a row but there was no response. Then she got out of bed, turned off the light, turned on her phone, and searched for light all over the room. She found nothing. Nuan Wen was also a little panicked. She heard Feng Lun's name and saw Seeing Han Qian walking around the room without taking the wound seriously, Wen Nuan became anxious, stood up, turned on the light, hugged Han Qian's waist and shouted.

"Han Qian!"

Han Qian calmed down, took a deep breath with his eyes closed, and whispered.

"Go to my room to rest. You may have to meet Cheng Jin in advance."

After saying that, Han Qian made a call to the city bureau. In the middle of the night, Li Jinhai and Cheng Jin came with the armed police. The armed police had real guns and live ammunition. At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, Li Jinhai came and knocked on the door. Wen Nuan saw that it was his second uncle. When he got up Tears also fell down, and he whispered aggrievedly.

"Second uncle~"

Li Jinhai was heartbroken when his little ancestor cried like this. He trotted forward to hold his precious niece in his arms and comforted her softly. Han Qian squatted at the door and looked at several computers and surveillance cameras on the ground.

damn it!

He was tricked by Feng Lun, and he was frightened by so many things?

Cheng Jin stood outside the corridor and scolded Zheng Jing. Han Qian got a little annoyed and raised his head and frowned.

"Okay, stop acting and find out who installed this thing?"

Cheng Jin shook his head.

"I contacted the landlord, who said that he had gone abroad a long time ago. No one has lived in this house for a long time. He was very angry when he heard that someone broke the door lock. Han Qian! Are you keeping this matter private?"

"Tell my wife."

"First tell me why Feng Lun called you?"

"I persuaded Toad to surrender. I also agreed to one condition. I would visit his mother and newborn child every month. I forgot to go this month. Feng Lun called me to remind me. In fact, I also wanted to After receiving his call, I looked for the hooker, Old Cheng, I was living in panic."

"Stop talking nonsense and negotiate terms."

"My wife wants to open a hospital..."

Cheng Jin gritted his teeth and stared at Han Qian, snorted coldly and walked into Han Qian's home. Now this equipment is going back to test fingerprints. Cheng Jin has already prepared a cell for Han Qian. It would be best not to have him. He hates this even more. Feng Lun, is this madman so willing to build momentum for Han Qian?

Is there really no connection between these two people?

There is involvement!

But it is absolutely not true that the two people are colluding.

Han Qian looked at the equipment on the ground, then raised his head and glanced at Zheng Jing, and asked softly.

"You really don't know?"

Zheng Jing was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Dad Han! I really don't know."