"Why did he die?" After saying this, Fang Yuanshan's face turned gloomy. He had been busy for a day, but the clues were cut off when he got here, which made him very unwilling.

Maybe the foot just now really hurt the internal organs. This white man who still doesn't even know his name collapsed on the bed after saying that sentence, but he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

He held the bedside for a while before the white man returned: "The organization is investigating. The hunter has been involved in some human-snake smuggling activities a few months ago. It didn't happen until he died the day before yesterday."

Fang Yuanshan has done a good job of giving a sweet date with a stick. He walked up to sit by the bed and saw a naked woman sitting on the bed. He waved her hands and drove her down. Then he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed over one, saying, "Can you tell me what happened?"

Although he was very anxious, he had to suppress it. From the man's words, it can be seen that the mastermind was dead, and several people who took action were now in his space. If Casey couldn't save him and he offended the "Enterangeta" people to death, it would be really unprofitable.

"At 11 o'clock the day before yesterday, the hunting dog lost his foot in the port and fell into the river, but he was drinking in a bar two streets away, five hundred meters away from where he drowned. According to his men, he was going out to pee at that time, and there was a toilet in the back alley of the bar, so he didn't have to run to the river, what do you think?"

"Shh"

I spit out a mouthful of smoke, and the blue ash lingered under the light, changing into various forms. At this time, Fang Yuanshan's mood became unpredictable.

“Is there any more?”

The middle-aged man also took a breath, relieved the swelling and pain in his side abdomen and said, "Because he died strangely and he served the organization for many years, the superiors sent someone to investigate. It turned out that he was cooperating with people to smuggle, and the goods were those women who were trafficked."

"Did your organization not notice it at all?"

The muscles on the face of the man smoking a cigarette shook for a moment and returned: "You know. With more people, all kinds of things will always happen."

Fang Yuanshan also nodded and said, "Well, there are all kinds of birds in the forest."

After saying this, he couldn't help but ask: "Does that force that cooperates with him know who it is?"

"The other party did a very meticulous job and did not leave any clues. The freighter docking at the port is now checked. However, since the hunting dog himself violated the organization's regulations first, the people above did not do their best, and this matter is likely to be left alone."

"call"

Hearing this, Fang Yuanshan let out a long sigh. This was the worst news he had heard so far. The clue was broken and even Entrance could not find out. What could he do?

"Would you just let it go?"

Thinking of a beautiful little girl like Casey, who will live a dark life from now on, and while suffering from inhuman torture, Fang Yuanshan felt very uncomfortable. Especially for the old Barry couple, such a passionate couple, how should I tell them the bad news?

"No, I have to continue to check."

Fang Yuanshan, who was a little depressed, thought that Barry had a rare encounter with something to ask for him, but he was unable to help, which cheered up again.

He looked at the middle-aged man with a burning look and said with a gloomy face: "You must say something. My friend is likely to be suffering now, so I can't give up like that, so please think about what can be helped, so I will be very grateful to you."

"I really..."

The middle-aged man who was about to say "I have tried his best" accidentally saw his red eyes and his heart began to be beating. Finally, he thought: "I'm not sure it can help you, but if there are any clues, it may only be at his home, you can go over and take a look."

Fang Yuanshan didn't say anything. He just looked straight at him.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

A smile appeared on Fang Yuanshan's face, and he reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "If my friend could be rescued, I would be very grateful to you."

"Cough...Cough..."

Seeing that he was gently patted by him, he coughed continuously. Fang Yuanshan hurriedly let go of his hand and apologized: "I'm really embarrassed."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "It's no big deal."

"That..."

"Let's go!" After saying that, the man stood up, put on his clothes and explained it to the women in the room in Italian, and then took Fang Yuanshan out of the room.

When he was going down the stairs, he saw his two subordinates tied to the handrail, and the middle-aged man didn't say anything. Fang Yuanshan next to him thought that one of the guys' shoulder bones might have been dislocated or even broken. After thinking about it, he still spoke to the middle-aged man and asked him to send someone to the hospital. As he said that, he took out a thick stack of medical expenses and stuffed them to the man.

The middle-aged man was very straightforward and took the money without much tact. He then stuffed it to a man in black who was watching the venue in a bar, and explained it to him. Then the two walked out of the bar side by side.

When he got on the bus, Fang Yuanshan asked: "I haven't asked you what your surname is yet!"

The middle-aged man driving looked at the road ahead and returned: "Call me Victor"

Victor said a word before and asked, "I don't know what I should call you!"

"I? Call me Fang!"

Victor thought for a while and said, "Fang, there is something I have to tell you. If your friend is a woman, then... you must be mentally prepared and you should know how those international human trafficking organizations will treat women when they catch them."

Fang Yuanshan's face looked very ugly. He could guess this without reminding Fang Yuanshan. However, he nodded and said, "I know what's going on in my heart."

It is already three o'clock in the morning, and there are still groups of drunken men on the streets of Port Torres, chatting loudly with wine bottles, gestures at the coming cars, and muttering something in their fingers.

After driving through several roads in the main urban area, the car turned around and headed towards a dark country villa to the west. Victor in the front row followed: "Hunter left Port Torres before the accident happened. Now this is an empty house."

Fang Yuanshan nodded and said, "Yes, seeing the scenery in the house will always arouse people's longing."

Victor sneered: "That hunting dog is a bastard. His money is spent on other women. Moreover, he is addicted to gambling and does not leave a penny for his wife, so his wife hates him!"
Chapter completed!