Chapter 710

Don't feel clear and aggrieved voice, listen to Li Yan heart a shock, also can't say is what feeling, in short very strange.

Then -

Li Yan grabbed her back collar, forced the person out of his arms, patted her on the back of the head, and said, "stand up for me."

I haven't seen you for a while. How did the little fellow become sticky.

I don't know who I learned from. I dare to hold him.

Two old men, cuddle, like that?!

Mo Jue was pulled apart by him, not angry. He took two steps forward with a smile. He grabbed Li Yan's windbreaker and looked up with a bright smile. "Boss, do you want to miss me?"

Li Yan rolled his voice and looked down at Mo Jue, a little one. He held his clothes in one hand and clenched his fists nervously in the other. Especially the dark apricot eyes, which were so bright that his reflection could be seen clearly in his eyes.

Heart ah, so hit, a sour.

Li Yan stroked Mo Jue's head in a way of giving her pet hair. Until now, he realized that she was so short and could reach his chest.

Xu is mo Jue always like a small tail in his back, so that Li Yan never pay attention to her height.

So, he glanced and joked with a smile, "Why are you so short? Do you have one meter five?"

The joy of seeing each other for a long time is shattered by the impact.

Mo Jue bit the corner of his mouth, quietly stood on tiptoe and raised his chin with insufficient confidence, "I'm one meter five, rounding one meter eight."

Well, he's familiar with Mo Jue.

In fact, Li Yanmei said, "I'm very happy to put my hands in the windbreaker, but I'm still very proud."

After a while, Mo Jue took Li Yan to the parasol beside the lake and sat down. Looking around, he ran to the bodyguard again. As he spoke, he gesticulated. The bodyguard twitched his mouth and nodded back a few words in a low voice.

Li Yan cocked his legs and looked at the scene. His thick eyebrows wrinkled. He didn't feel very comfortable.

He can see that the bodyguard's posture is very respectful, with a smile in his eyes, and even let Li Yan read out a kind of doting.

Do you play too much as a bodyguard?

Li Yan did not know that Mo Jue had been fighting with many bodyguards and servants during his stay in the manor.

Everyone knows that she has a lot to do with her wife, and Luoyu also called her Miss mo.

After a while, Mo Jue went back under the parasol and said, "boss, the front yard has been closed down. We may have to go to another place to live for a few days."

Li Yan squinted, "what happened to the front yard?"

Mo Jue waved his hand in a relaxed tone. "It's no big deal. It seems that a batch of ammunition was found in the kitchen."

Li Yan

Well, it's not a big deal.

In this way, Li Yan didn't have time to visit the interior of paibo manor. In less than five minutes, he was dragged into the car by Mo Jue.

The bodyguard drove away from the backyard and made his way to the city according to the address Li Qiao gave him.

In the car, don't feel like a machine gun to tell the whole story of his previous experience.

Li Yan squinted at Mo Jue and thought, "why is my sister so good to you?"

Not only can she escape the responsibility of Interpol, but also she has a new identity.

He was so lazy that he could meddle in his business?

Mo Jue pursed his mouth, eyes dribbling around, bad, see the boss complacent, as if to say too much.

Li Yan smiles dangerously, grabs her ear and asks: "what have you done to my house?"

Mo Jue eat pain, wrinkled face wrongly grasp his wrist, "pain, pain, boss, pain."

Li Yan loosened her ears, stretched out her collar, leaned against the back of the chair and cocked up her legs. She gave a roaring warning: "be honest with me in the future, and help you. That's for my face. You should remember to be grateful, you know?"

"I know, I know." Mo juexing nodded abruptly, "boss, I found you a painting, which seems to be Monet's

Li Yan pretended to cough a deep, squint at Mo Jue, "you forget what I said?"

Mo Jue grabbed his clothes with both hands and put them together. "Oh, it's not stolen. It's from yanye's family. My ancestors said they gave it to me."

Li Yan licked the corner of his mouth, two seconds later, suddenly lowered his head to Mo Jue, "is it really Monet's?"

Front row bodyguard

On the way to the apartment, he watched with his own eyes the two heads in the back seat muttering about the famous paintings in the attic of the manor.

During the period, Mo Jue took out a small book and gave it to Li Yan.

He has never seen such an unorthodox boss in his life.

……

On the other side, Palmer Station.

Qin song is sitting in the interrogation room, drinking water from a glass. Yu Guang looks at the calm and indifferent man on the opposite side, with a face of lovelessness.Next to him sat two security investigators, with the same look on their faces.

Because of the special nature of the case, the three were forced to be interrogated separately.

Qin song cleared his throat and opened the evidence file on the table. A large number of weapon photos were just taken in the manor.

He piled the photos forward and asked, "Mr. Shang, do you know about these weapons in the kitchen in advance?"

Shang Yu leaned against the back of the chair, his legs overlapping, his arms bent over the armrest, rubbed his fingertips, heard the thin voice, and his lips were slightly sideways

Qin song scratched his hair and wrote "um" on the record.

He also asked: "where is the way to buy weapons?"

As long as he can provide a purchase license, he has a way to help him reverse the case.

Then, Shang Yu looked up at Qin song. His low alcohol voice was rich and magnetic. "It's made by private brand."

Qin song looked at him without expression

At this time, the security personnel nearby knocked on the table, "does your factory have a license for scientific research and production of weapons and equipment?"

The man glanced at him coldly, hooked his thin lips and said nothing.

They are not surprised by this situation.

The interrogation has been going on for half an hour. Except for Qin song's questions, he will cooperate with them. Shang Yu always turns a deaf ear to the other two people's questions.

Li Qiao next door, with the same uncooperative attitude, makes the interrogating police officers very big.

As for Wei Lang, he was very cooperative. He not only handed in the gun, but also took down the parts of the gun. Pointing to the number on the parts, he said meaningfully, "this is the production number. I hope it will help you."

The police officer left with a pile of gun parts, and reported all the records of the three people step by step.

Before 12 o'clock at noon, the gun production number was found out, Palmer military factory.

The police officers of the general police station, including Qin song, all look confused.

In the afternoon meeting room of the police station, the principal leaders of the General Administration, the security department, the Customs Department and the anti smuggling department set up an ad hoc group to sit around.

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