Chapter 295

After leaving the apartment, Ji Jingan called the head of the security section of the company and asked him to arrange several people to come and take turns outside the apartment.

He doesn't trust yeyufan to be alone in his apartment.

After getting on the bus, he squeezed the cell phone in his palm and threw it aside to the seat. He curled his lips and smiled coldly.

The man's handsome face sank completely, and every inch of the line showed a thick darkness and cruelty.

"Mr. Ji, where are you going?" Fang Tong drove Maybach out of the gate and slowly merged into the traffic flow on the street. While waiting for the traffic light, he respectfully asked the man sitting in the back seat with a gloomy face.

"Drive straight ahead."

Jijing'an said coldly, picked up the mobile phone thrown aside and contacted Ni Wei, "how's the investigation?"

"It's almost clear that Yan Baixin contacted Jiang Fan and sent the picture of her little sister-in-law to the scum surnamed Jiang. The evidence in my hand is not enough for the time being. I don't know if Yan Baixin still instructs others behind. In case he startles the snake..." when it comes to business, Ni Wei put away his Hippie smile and looked serious.

"Put that aside first. Where are you?"

Ni Wei replied honestly, "blue sky cafe is watching surveillance video to find more evidence of Yan Baixin."

In the monitoring screen, Yan Baixin's seat is a dead corner of the coffee shop. She can only see that she takes out a business card from her bag, frowns and thinks for a long time before she dials a phone and logs in to the wechat and sends some photos. Nothing else is found.

"Sure enough, it's her."

Jijing'an's eyes seemed to have no emotion, but his breath was so cold and solemn that he couldn't breathe. His eyes focused on the information screenshot from yeyufan in his mobile phone, and a sharp ferocious color appeared at the bottom of his dark eyes, "Let's put the matter in hand first. I sent you some information. You can find out the IP address immediately and find out who is behind it. It should be fast!"

"OK, I'll arrange it right away." Ni Wei's tone was instantly serious.

Half an hour later, Ni Wei's phone call came, and he was stunned inside and outside, "Jing'an, the QQ number you gave me is the new number registered in the last two days. The IP address is an Internet cafe called tianxiaxing Internet cafe, which is located on Xintian road in the suburb of Tongcheng. Eh, drive there for about ten minutes, which is the luxury villa area. Isn't the Jijia mansion there..."

Jijia mansion?

This indecent means is indeed the man's pen. He is angry that he sent Ji Baizheng to prison, so he sent an email to yeyufan in an attempt to alienate the feelings between him and yeyufan?

Only those who deeply understand his character and love will start from yeyufan.

Because his weakness is yeyufan.

Ji Jing'an's hard chin stretched into a sharp straight line, stared at the night flying by outside the windshield and sneered, "you bring more people and guns. I'll see you at the Ji family mansion in an hour."

"Jing'an, have you finally decided to kill the old thing?" Ni Wei spoke in a tone of fear that the world would not be chaotic.

"Meet and talk."

After the conversation, Ji Jingan cut off the call.

At more than ten o'clock in the evening, black Maybach, like a vigorous cheetah, quietly parked outside the two and a half meter high wall of the detention house.

The next second, Ni Wei's Sao Bao red Bentley galloped in, parked steadily behind Maybach, got out of the car and saw a tall man with long legs leaning against the body, with a curling cigarette between his slender fingers, looking cold and evil.

Ni Wei took out a box of cigarettes from his suit trouser pocket, took one out, gathered around Ji Jing'an's finger and lit it, put it into his lips, took two vicious breaths, spit out a big cigarette ring, raised his eyebrow and asked, "Jing'an, what's going on?"

"He got the video of the Hilton Hotel and sent it to ye Yufan's QQ email. She saw it tonight. At the beginning, she had some doubts about me. I told her it was PS video. It was fake. She chose to believe me."

Ji Jingan briefly retelled the video to Ni Wei.

Ni Wei was surprised, "haven't you dealt with everything?"

"There may be fish that have slipped through the net."

The man wrung his eyebrows and took the lead in walking towards the mansion.

The old housekeeper at the door saw Ji Jingan, who rarely appeared, come to Ji Bowen in the middle of the night. He seemed respectful but actually made it difficult to keep his voice down and said, "young master, the master went upstairs to sleep very early. He is estimated to be sleeping soundly at this time. If there is nothing particularly important, please come back tomorrow morning."

"How old are you? Go away!"

Without hesitation, Ni Wei sped up from behind and squeezed into the front of jijing'an. With a stretch of his long leg, he kicked the old housekeeper to one side. He was unstable and almost fell to the ground.

In the resplendent hall, the old housekeeper said that Ji Bowen, who was sleeping, was sitting on the sofa in black silk pajamas, holding two hot and cool beauties, up and down, his mouth did not stop, buried in the rough waves in front of the woman's chest, narrowed his eyes and nibbled, which was very happy.

A cold smile came out of jijing'an's thin lips. In front of him, the man who is almost 60 years old, that is, his father, has loved to fool around with women since he was young. Up to now, one foot is about to step into the coffin, and he is still fooling around with women, showing his ugly appearance.

The two women cuddled Ji Bowen coquettishly and asked him for all kinds of jewelry. The old man happily agreed one by one. Suddenly, he felt a cold smell lingering in the hall. Suddenly, he turned his head and saw Ji Jing'an and Ni Wei standing not far away, playing leisurely with black pistols in their hands. Suddenly, his heart was chilly, He raised his foot and kicked the two women on their chest, "get out, get out of me now!"

The two women had already seen his moodiness, didn't talk much, picked up the messy clothes on the ground, put them on their bodies and ran away.

"Why are you here so late?"

Ji Baiwen's old face flashed a touch of evil, and his turbid old eyes stared at the man with a long body. In particular, the smiling expression on his handsome face was very much like the woman who had been dead for 30 years. Both mother and son were things he hated in his life.

Ji Bowen's disgusted eyes, which Ji Jingan had long been accustomed to, went to the sofa, took out his mobile phone, turned on the video and threw it on the tea table.

Then, his eyebrows and eyes calmly held the pistol, pointed to Ji Bowen's temple and said faintly, "there's only one thing I've come for. Remember, everything is coming for me. Don't trouble my woman, otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."