Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 55

In broad daylight, the rear wing of the modified SLR worth tens of millions was dented, and the butt of the car was dug into a hole.

Yan Xi: "..."

Wu Yu: "..."

Bu Chonghua: "..."

"Very good, as expected, there is no love without reason and brother without reason in this world." Yan Xiu straightened up and said calmly: "At least now I can be sure that you have not been taken away."

Yan Xuan, captain of the Jianning City Criminal Investigation Detachment and conqueror of the underworld (local gangsters said there was no such thing), the only son of the (former) richest man in S Province (later, he was engaged in industry but never tried to engage in Internet finance), a luxury watch and sports car He is an avid collector of empty bottles from Lao Gan Ma. He likes to use the old pink and yellow face towel with a pony embroidered on it at home.

At the same time, he is Bu Chonghua's cousin.

"You two are really good at it. You dare to pick up a car when you see its butt. Did you see the side exhaust pipe?" Yan Xi sat on the sofa chair by the window, humming while flipping through the drink list. : "This is the only car I have that has never been scratched. No matter how crowded the traffic or the rush hour traffic jams are, as soon as people see the exhaust pipe of this car with the exhaust pipe open on the side, it's amazing! Even the professional car dealers are all around me. A hundred meters away. Today we have finally made peace between you two."

On the top floor of a five-star hotel in Jinhai City, the waiter placed a tray of English afternoon tea snacks on the table and said politely: "Sir, we also have a self-service dessert area there. Everyone can choose. Two desserts, are you interested?"

"Yan... Captain Yan, let me help you pick out desserts," Wu Yu quickly stood up and ran away in a hurry.

There were only two brothers left at the table. Yan Xiu closed the drink list, leaned forward, and stared at Bu Zhonghua sharply: "What's the relationship between you two?"

"..." Bu Zhonghua said calmly: "The relationship between superiors, subordinates and colleagues, haven't I introduced it to you?"

"Colleague." Yan Xuan let out a sneer in his nose: "When I went to your bureau just now, the vice-captain said that you were at home on Sunday and did not go to work. It should have been not long after lunch, but you two were exuding It smells very similar to oil smoke, why?"

Bu Zhonghua said: "What kind of nose is that? I can't have it..."

"If it's just you visiting your subordinate's house, that's fine; but the T-shirt he's wearing is from the brand you're used to wearing. The number is a little too big, the shoulder line is slumped, and the pants are too long, and they're tied together, which means both of them are the same. Yours. What kind of subordinate would cook at home and entertain the leader while still wearing the leader's clothes?"

"What do you think about the way I handle my unused laundry..."

"I don't have any objection. Even if you have nothing to do and you have nothing to do to give him a second-hand gift, and your subordinates are willing to accept it, that's fine. But when I got in the car and unlocked the door just now, I clearly saw that he had not only your car keys, but also your door in his pocket. Key, why would an ordinary subordinate have the key to the home of you, an obsessive-compulsive workaholic, self-controlled and severely autistic person?"

Bu Chonghua: "..."

"Come, look me in the eyes and tell me," Yan Xi leaned back in his chair, his eyes flashing with victory: "Are you two subordinates or family members?"