Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

"Boss, Jian Yunzhang must have received the news. He can't sit still anymore."

Song Ke looked so excited:

"Lin Feng is already keeping an eye on him. I hope he can catch him red-handed this time."

An Nansheng was meditating, and after exhaling lightly, he said:

"Get ready, we'll go too."

Song Ke was stunned: "You're going too? But it's a bit cold today."

An Nansheng stood up: "So we need to get ready."

She recovered well, the incision no longer hurt, and she hardly felt anything while wearing the abdominal binder.

Wrapping himself up from head to toe and even wearing sunglasses, An Nansheng entrusted his daughter to Xu Xinci and Annie and went out with Song Ke and Song Xu.

It is really cold outside, the sky is gloomy, and the temperature has dropped significantly again.

The car drove for a long time and finally stopped at an intersection in the southern suburbs of the city.

Song Ke glanced at the camera above his head and snorted:

"The camera is broken."

An Nansheng had never been to these places before, so Song Ke explained to her:

"This area is full of greenhouses. The farmers who originally lived here have rented out their land. Many people have bought houses in the city, and no one lives in the old houses in the countryside."

"But after all, it's my hometown, and these houses are well maintained. Some people have even returned to build new buildings for their elderly parents to live in after making money. We are all looking forward to the city planning process."

She pointed to a group of houses not far away and said, "Houses like those over there are basically empty all year round."

An Nansheng took a look:

"Is Jian Yunzhang in there?"

Song Ke: "Yes, Lin Feng didn't dare to get too close."

At this moment, thick smoke suddenly came out from a yard in the brown brick house.

Song Ke cursed, quickly got out of the car to take a look, then got back in without starting the car:

"It's broken and on fire."

The fire was very big and soon there was thick smoke.

When they rushed over, they saw that Lin Feng and Jian Yunzhang had already met head-on.

Only Fang Zhuo was by Jian Yunzhang's side.

There are a lot of people on An Nansheng's side, so if Jian Yunzhang wants to run away, he really can't.

"What did you burn?" An Nansheng looked at the burning house. Even if the firefighters came, there would probably be nothing left.

Fortunately, there is a certain distance between each house, so the fire will not burn to other people's houses.

Jian Yunzhang didn't expect that An Nansheng had discovered his whereabouts, but when he thought that the fake license plates and the car that took Doyle away had been burned, he felt relieved.

Not wanting to bother with An Nansheng and the others, Jian Yunzhang just walked away.

But he was stopped by Lin Feng.

Jian Yunzhang's face was cold, and he stopped pretending. "What do you want to do?"

An Nansheng: "Lin Feng, did you take the picture?"

Lin Feng nodded: "I took a picture of it."

An Nansheng, wrapped in a thick goose down coat, said coldly:

"You burned all the evidence, right? Is arson against someone else's house illegal?"

Jian Yunzhang looked fearless:

"It's not up to you to decide whether I'm breaking the law or not. Get out of here."

An Nansheng clenched his fists in anger.

This man framed her repeatedly and even caused her son to be held hostage by a wanted criminal just a few days after he was born. Just thinking about it made her want to tear him apart.

She suddenly ordered in a deep voice: "Catch them."

Lin Feng and Song Ke didn't even pause, as if they had been waiting for this sentence. They rushed forward with their men and easily captured Jian Yunzhang and Fang Zhuo.

Jian Yunzhang's face was filled with shock:

"An Nansheng, what do you want to do?"

An Nansheng: "I want to avenge my son."