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Chapter 97 Accident
Looking at the coffin in front of them, Feng Nan and Ye Wanwan exchanged glances, speechless for a moment.

"Xiao Nan, what should we do?"

Ye Wanwan asked hesitantly.

"Let's hide first, and at the same time send a message to Brother Yue, explaining the situation here clearly and waiting for reinforcements."

Feng Nan pondered for a moment before speaking.

Feng Nan's method was conventional, and Ye Wanwan naturally had no objections, nodding in agreement.

Click click click——

Just then, a sound came from the courtyard gate.

Feng Nan and Ye Wanwan exchanged a glance, both revealing expressions of horror.

"Could it be that Chen Weiqiang is back?"

Ye Wanwan said with a worried expression.

Feng Nan shook her head: "Didn't we say we should hide first?"

As she spoke, Feng Nan pulled Ye Wanwan and ran out of Chen Weiqiang's bedroom, heading to the relatively small backyard to temporarily avoid the limelight.

The courtyard that Chen Weiqiang rented was a self-built house with a front yard and a back yard. The front yard was connected to the gate and was very spacious, enough to park three cars side by side.

There is a back door in the backyard, but it is very narrow, about the width of a bicycle shed.

But there was still plenty of room to hide Feng Nan and Ye Wanwan; it didn't feel crowded at all.

Feng Nan took out her phone and sent a message to Yue Yang, reporting the current situation in detail and requesting Yue Yang's support.

Anyone who comes to Chen Weiqiang's house at this time, regardless of their purpose, is definitely a suspect.

Moreover, Chen Weiqiang's home now contains an additional coffin, which is an antique.

No matter what, Feng Nan and his group couldn't allow anyone to take the coffin away.

"Xiao Nan, they're moving the coffin."

Ye Wanwan climbed over the wall, peered through the back window, and peeked into Chen Weiqiang's bedroom.

He whispered to Feng Nan, relaying the situation.

Feng Nan frowned, a guess forming in his mind: the massacre of the Li family might be related to this coffin or tomb.

The Li family is such a large clan, with more than thirty members. Without shared interests as a bond, it would be unlikely that they could maintain a public facade of family reunion amidst a complex network of internal relationships.

Feng Nan guessed that there must be a bond of interest involved, maintaining the relationship on the surface.

The tomb raiding gang seemed to fit Feng Nan's idea of ​​a bond of mutual benefit.

They check and balance each other, and control each other.

It seems more in line with the common sense of maintaining a family relationship that each person holds onto their own secrets.

"Shh!"

Feng Nan made a shushing gesture.

He gestured to Ye Wanwan not to make any noise.

Ye Wanwan nodded, took out her phone, and began recording those people's every move through the window as evidence.

"I go!"

Suddenly, Ye Wanwan let out a gasp.

Feng Nan's heart tightened, and she knew something was wrong.

What's going on with Ye Wanwan?

To everyone's surprise, they exclaimed at this moment.

Isn't this a deliberate act of self-examination?
"who?"

Just as Feng Nan had predicted.

Before Ye Wanwan's exclamation could even finish, a furious roar came from Chen Weiqiang's bedroom.

"Chen Weiqiang is in the coffin!"

Ye Wanwan quickly told Feng Nan.

He immediately drew his gun.

click-

Release the safety, load the gun!
Now that her identity has been exposed, Ye Wanwan has no intention of hiding it any longer.

"Major Crimes Unit, don't move!"

Ye Wanwan raised her gun and shouted loudly.

"Fuck you!"

No sooner had Ye Wanwan revealed her identity than a furious curse came from Chen Weiqiang's bedroom.

next second!
A teacup was thrown out the window.

The teacup hit Ye Wanwan squarely on the forehead.

Ye Wanwan was shocked and quickly dodged.

But Ye Wanwan, who was already standing on the wall, immediately lost her footing after dodging.

He actually fell straight off the wall.

Seeing this, Feng Nan could only manage a wry smile.

Without even bothering to help Ye Wanwan, Feng Nan dashed towards the back door.

He used his back to brace against the back door, preventing those people from rushing out.

bang bang bang-

The back door of Chen Weiqiang's house was kicked so hard it made a deafening noise, and Feng Nan almost couldn't stop it several times.

Feng Nan could only grit her teeth and press against the back door, trying to buy as much time as possible.

"Wanwan, how are you?"

Feng Nan shouted through gritted teeth.

"My foot is twisted."

Ye Wanwan got up from the ground with a wry smile.

He bent down to pick up the gun and limped towards Feng Nan, wanting to help.

"Is it still possible to climb the wall?"

Feng Nan frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Ye Wanwan stretched her legs: "It should be fine, but it will be very slow."

"Put it on the wall!"

"Leave here immediately."

Feng Nan shouted without hesitation.

"what?"

"Are you crazy? How could I abandon you!"

Ye Wanwan exclaimed in surprise.

"You have to go and find reinforcements."

"You're injured now. Even if you had a gun, how many shots could you fire, and how many people could you kill?"

"We'd better hurry up and find reinforcements."

Feng Nan shouted while bracing against the back door.

"This one……"

Ye Wanwan was still somewhat hesitant.

"Don't hesitate!"

"If we don't leave now, none of us will be able to leave at all."

Feng Nan reprimanded him sternly.

Feng Nan really wanted to kick Ye Wanwan a couple of times.

He's usually so carefree, but why does he become so indecisive at crucial moments?

Ye Wanwan gave Feng Nan a deep look, gritted her teeth, and nodded: "Okay!"

Ye Wanwan responded and immediately turned to climb over the wall of Chen Weiqiang's backyard.

Seeing Ye Wanwan's somewhat clumsy movements, Feng Nan finally believed that this woman was genuinely injured and not just acting.

Watching Ye Wanwan climb out of the backyard, Feng Nan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately drew his extendable baton from his waist, ready for battle.

Chen Weiqiang's backyard was surrounded by walls on all four sides, which Feng Nan found quite secluded and perfect for her to use the "her" inside her body.

With "her" on the case, Feng Nan didn't even consider a few tomb raiders a threat.

While bracing against the door, Feng Nan communicated with the "her" inside her body, asking her to take the place of the substitute.

As time went on and "she" appeared, Feng Nan never gave up on studying "her" role.

Feng Nan has already gained some experience.

You can have a brief conversation with "her".

Feng Nan's "she" hasn't come out for a while, and seems to be getting restless.

He gladly accepted Feng Nan's proposal.

Soon, Feng Nan felt like a spectator, having lost control of her body.

She took control of Feng Nan's body, and Feng Nan's entire demeanor and aura changed drastically.

Tightening his grip on the baton, Feng Nan dodged away from the back door, creating distance between himself and the doorway, ready for battle.

next second!
bang——

A loud bang was heard as the back door of Chen Weiqiang's house was kicked open with great force.

A burly man with a tiger tattooed on his body rushed out of the back door and kicked Feng Nan in the head.

Feng Nan sneered and nimbly dodged away.

He easily avoided the burly man's foot.

He swung the baton in his hand.

Snapped--

It struck the burly man's arm hard.

The burly man's arm instantly turned a deep bruise.

The burly man let out a muffled groan.

Feng Nan didn't give the burly man a chance to fight back. She rushed forward, raised the baton in her hand, and smashed it hard against the burly man's forehead.