1369 Chapter 17

"Hello, um ... Yes, I'm Zuo Yan ... No... I'm not in the kind of relationship you think I am ... Um ... Anyway ... Do you know everything? He's standing right in front of me ... Okay. " After Zuo Yan spoke briefly to the person on the other end of the phone, he raised his head and looked at Sergeant Daxter."Sergeant, please answer the phone."

"Ha?" When Daxter heard that, he instinctively froze and thought, this kid needs a beating, right? You're the one who came to me and said you wanted to provide me with clues, but you suddenly called me in the middle of the conversation, and now you want me to answer it?"

"What phone call? Who was it? What the hell are you doing?" Dawst raised his voice and asked three times.

Rather than a question, it was more like three rebukes.

Zuo Yan replied with a helpless expression,"Uh ... The Minister of Internal Affairs would like to speak to you."

"Who is it?" Daxter's eyes widened. He turned his head to the side and moved his ear closer to the other person. Obviously ... He suspected that he had heard wrong.

"Minister of the Internal Affairs ..." Zuo Yan repeated the words. However, as he repeated them a second time, his voice grew lower and lower until the last syllable was barely audible.

"Hehe ..." Daxter laughed in anger."Why don't you say that it's the Prince of Wales?" As he spoke, he snatched the phone from Zuo Yan's hands and shouted at the screen,"Hey! Bastard, do you know what the consequences are for playing a prank on the police?"

Daxter held his phone and listened for about three seconds. Then, his smile froze.

Soon, dawst turned around and continued in a trembling voice,"“s......ss......se......sir! I'm sorry, I couldn't tell it was you!" He held his chin with his hand and slowly returned to his normal pace of speaking."Yes, yes ... I'm dauste ... I'm really flattered that you remember my name! Yes, yes ... I still remember you saying hello to me at the dinner party ..."

What dawst said after that was only known to the Minister of the Interior and him. As he spoke, he left the room with his phone and went to a place with no one else.

Zuo Yan's parents were experts in "archeology." They spent their entire year wandering around the world and rarely saw anyone. Ever since Zuo Yan could remember, he had been calling his parents "male and female thieves." As for the reason ... You can figure it out for yourself ...

Although his family was rich, he was not related to any influential people due to his bloodline. Logically speaking, he should not have had any fate with a school like Imperial peak.

However, there were no stories without coincidences. In the year that Zuo Yan was admitted to University, Imperial peak had tried to "reform." During the enrollment, the school had relaxed the requirement of "identity" by a little. Thus, Zuo Yan, a "commoner," had taken advantage of the "policy" and sneaked into the school ...

Of course,"commoner" was just a scornful term used by some people in the school. To outsiders, he was also classified as long aotian ...

In summary, it was normal for Zuo Yan to be able to speak directly to the Minister of the Internal Affairs of a foreign country.

To put it bluntly ... He had called a classmate on the way here and asked for a favor. Then, his classmate called his family and told them about the situation. In the end ... In less than half an hour, the family of that classmate settled the matter.

From Feng bujue's point of view, even if Zuo Yan did not pass the phone to dawist right in front of him, it was not difficult to figure out how Zuo Yan was involved in the case ... After all, brother Jue already had access to the man's background information.

Now that brother Jue had heard keywords like 'avilina', he naturally knew who Zuo Yan had asked for help.

Good ... Good ... Great detectives ..."At this moment, there was a hint of happiness in dawst's expression and tone, other than helplessness. It seemed that ... His tense nerves were finally broken by the feeling of a broken pot."In order to not be stifled at work and not eat sh * t physically ... Next ... I'll step back and be a spectator." He paused for a moment."What about you two ... Do whatever you want. Please feel free to start your investigation. When you're done, please point me in the right direction."

As he spoke, he took out a small metal bottle from the inner pocket of his shirt. The bottle's cap was attached to the mouth of the bottle, so it opened with one pull. Daxter picked up the bottle with one hand and poured the unknown liquid into his mouth.

"Uh ... Is that wine?" Zuo Yan had already smelled the alcohol and was asking the obvious.

"No, this is my blood. My ex-wife uses it to make afternoon tea every day ..." After he gave up, Daxter's sense of humor suddenly came back to life. He seemed to be using this self-deprecating comment to respond to brother Jue's comment on his life."...Do you want a sip?"

"He's not of age yet. " Before Zuo Yan could reply, Feng bujue answered first and took the small bottle from the sergeant."And you ... My dear Chief Officer, what you need now is not this kind of cheap stuff ..." Then, he tilted his head back and finished the remaining cheap wine in the small bottle."I think we should go and check John's wine cellar first ... To see if there are any clues."