Uncover the mystery of ghost marriage in Snake Village: Snake Wife

Fang Jun didn't sleep all night, Fang Jun only felt that he was weak all over. Originally, he didn't have a good rest in the past few days because of Ah Nian's affairs, and he stayed up all night yesterday. At this moment, sleepiness has already grabbed his brain tightly.

After Alan settled down, Fang Jun returned to the room. He thought he would fall asleep easily due to sleepiness, but he tossed and turned and his head hurt, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. When he closed his eyes, he felt The image of the Snake King swayed in front of his eyes.

Day and night dream.

Thinking of everything that happened in the past few days, from taking over the serial murder case in Liujia Village to now when Alan complained to himself, and even decided to bring Alan back to City A, the period was less than a month, but in Fang Jun's opinion But it was like a big dream, so unreal, so fantastic.

Unable to fall asleep, Fang Jun sat up straight again and walked out of the room dragging his tired nerves.He quietly walked to the door of Alan's room, and quietly opened the door.

Alan was still sleeping soundly in the room. It seemed that it wasn't just yesterday. The exhaustion, hunger and cold of the past few days made him physically and mentally exhausted to the limit.

The light outside the window pierced through the heavy curtains, and Fang Jun could vaguely see Alan's beautiful face. Although he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep at the moment, he still couldn't ignore her beautiful face.

"It's really ill-fated," Fang Jun sighed, "It is said that since ancient times, confidante has been unlucky, and it seems that all good-looking women seem to..."

Close the door.

There are still a few women's coats in the drawer, which seem to have been left by Ah Mei who used to live here. Although Ah Nian made Ah Mei die in vain in the end, these clothes seem to be barely usable. Fang Jun took a few out of the room.

In the laundry room, Alan's soaked clothes were put in the corner. Maybe he didn't notice it just now. Alan didn't understand the washing machine, so he just put it here. Although he didn't need it anymore, the smell was not good. Fang Jun He walked over and grabbed the clothes on the ground.

Suddenly, his hands stopped.

There seems to be something in this dress...

Fang Jun opened the clothes, groped in the thin layer of shirt, and suddenly stopped and took a closer look. It turned out to be a thick wallet. Although it hadn't been opened yet, the pink banknotes inside were already faintly visible.

Fang Jun counted, and the good guy also has several thousand dollars, which seems to be not a small amount.

But Fang Jun is not curious about how much the money is at the moment. He is more curious about where the money comes from. It is in Alan's clothes, but Alan is obviously not qualified to own the money because she can't make money at all. Where did the money come from?

And looking at the tightness of this dress when Alan wears it, it seems that this dress is not hers, so whose is this dress?

With doubts, Fang Jun continued to grope for the wallet, hoping to find out more information, until he found out an ID card in the wallet, frowning deeply and muttering, "Wang Yu...Who is Wang Yu..."

"Is there anything else that Alan is hiding from me?" Fang Jun muttered, his eyes fixed on the photo on his ID card.

This ID card obviously does not belong to Alan, and it is even more impossible for him to recognize the strange faces on the ID card, and the address on the ID card is completely unfamiliar to him.

"Strange..." Fang Jun stood at the door of the bathroom, talking to himself...