"Officer Wei, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, you actually knew that we were discussing business here." Paul looked at the arrogant Wei Lan teasingly, with an expression as if he knew the police would come.
"Huh! You want to trick me? Save it!" Wei Lan glanced at Paul with disdain.
Seeing that the cliche was not working, Paul shrugged nonchalantly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Officer Wei, what are you doing with all this mobilization?" He looked like he didn't know why.
Dongfang Xiang, Paul, Mr. Eric and others all looked at Kuang Tianyou and Weilan in disbelief. However, if you look carefully, it is not difficult to see the playfulness in the eyes of Dongfang Xiang and Paul, as well as the confusion in Mr. Eric's eyes. It is obvious that Dongfang Xiang and Paul are at a loss.
The two servants seemed to have known that the police would come.
Wei Lan glared at the talkative Paul and looked at the dozen or so large boxes stacked against the wall. Calculating, these dozen boxes contained about two thousand kilograms of white powder.
"Mr. Eric, you are so brave. Do you think you can't be caught if you go out to Europe to buy white powder?" Kuang Tianyou looked disdainfully at Mr. Eric, who was already scared out of his mind.
Kuang Tianyou brought Dongfang Xiang to the table in the small room for on-the-spot questioning. Wei Lan put a gun on Paul's head and took him to the other corner.
"Can you please stop pointing the gun at my head? It's rude." Paul looked very gentlemanly.
Hearing this, Wei Lan deliberately pushed the gun against his head hard again, and then said politely: "Paul, can you stop pretending? The witnesses and material evidence are all there. Do you still have the mood to talk politely with me?
Aren’t you worried that you might spend the rest of your life in prison?”
Paul suddenly smiled, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you caring about me?"
"I don't care! I'm reminding you, don't get too close to me." Azure growled like a fried hair.
"Do we still need to deliberately try to get closer to each other? We are already close enough, but we haven't seen each other for a few days, and you don't miss me at all?" Paul continued to tease her without fear of her anger.
"I, what do I want you to do?!" Wei Lan glared, but her tone was a bit stuttering.
"I miss my breakfast, I miss my handsome appearance, I don't mind what you think." Paul put his arm on Qinglan's shoulders in an angry manner, looking at her teasingly, not afraid of the hand that was pushing him.
Head gun.
The younger brothers standing on the side watched Brother Paul being scolded by such a little policewoman in public. They all wanted to rush forward and throw Wei Lan out and beat him up, but when they saw Brother Paul looking like he was enjoying it, he looked like he was teasing him.
, they didn’t dare to come forward, they could only watch in silence, but at the same time they were also snickering in their hearts, humming, when this woman really pissed off Boss Paul, then this arrogant woman with big breasts and no brains would
It's really over.
Thinking this way, Paul's many subordinates were balanced.
Looking at Dongfang Xiang on the other side, he still maintained a domineering sitting posture, his face was still in a state of keeping away from strangers, and there was a cold light in his dark eyes. When he saw Mr. Eric looking at him anxiously, he gave Mr. Eric a
A calm look in your eyes.
"Dongfang Xiang, are you going to recruit yourself now? Or do you want to go back to the bureau to talk with us?" Kuang Tianyou wanted to try not to do anything when he caught the evidence, because he didn't know exactly how many people Dongfang Xiang had brought. If it was true,
He was afraid of losing both sides if he opened fire. It would be best if Dongfang Xiang could realize his current situation and cooperate and plead guilty.
When Mr. Eric heard this, he closed his eyes deeply with regret. He complained in his heart: He shouldn't have believed in the words of these two boys so easily and said they were foolproof. That's bullshit.
Dongfang Xiang, who had always had a dark face, suddenly sneered and asked helplessly: "Captain Kuang, a bunch of you policemen rushed in with guns, and without saying a word, you pointed the guns at my and my brother's heads, and then asked us to plead guilty.
, I don’t understand, how can I commit a crime by selling flour?!”
"Flour?" Kuang Tianyou frowned and looked at the pure white powder scattered on the ground, and then gave it a look, asking other police officers to check what it was.
"Did you hear that? Does selling flour still count as smuggling grain? I have a formal company and a legal marketing license." Paul lowered his head and said to Wei Lan.
Wei Lan was also a little dumbfounded at this time, but she still waited patiently for the police's inspection results. Why did she not believe that what they were selling was flour?!
Watching the inspecting police officers start from the first box and go through box after box, Wei Lan's anxious palms were sweating, and she kept changing the hand holding the gun.
"Officer Wei, are you tired? Take a break when you are tired. I won't run away." Paul said, thinking he was very reasonable.
"Shut up." Wei Lan glared.
"Have you had any blind dates recently?" Paul asked with concern when he had nothing to do.
"It's none of your business." Wei Lan gave him another cold look.
"Tsk, the police actually said dirty words, don't I care about you?" Paul looked innocently at the woman with an unhappy face.
When the younger brothers behind him heard Paul's words, they all whispered: "No wonder he is so fierce. It turns out there are no men."
"How can there be a man who is so fierce!"
"Hey, she's pretty tall and has a good figure, but she's a bit fierce. It would be nice to tie her back to Boss Paul and warm her bed."
As many of the younger brothers whispered, Wei Lan angrily stepped on Paul's shiny Italian leather shoes, and then turned back to glare at Paul's younger brothers fiercely.
However, this group of subordinates who were personally trained by Paul and Dongfang Xiang pretended not to see the glaring glare of Azure. In this world, they were afraid of only two people, Boss Dongfang and Boss Paul. As for the other people, even if they took
Even if a gun is pressed against their heads, they won't frown.
Seeing Wei Lan huffing like he was really angry, Paul turned around and glanced around coldly. All the boys closed their mouths and lowered their heads, pretending that they didn't exist.
"You see, this is strength. It's not that you pretend to be aggressive and scold others, and others scold you." Paul showed off proudly.
"Virtue." Weilan kicked Paul again disdainfully.
Paul gritted his teeth in hatred, damn woman, she is too violent.
After the last box of so-called high-quality flour was inspected, the police officer walked up to Kuang Tianyou in disgrace and reported: "Boss, it seems to be real flour."
Kuang Tianyou and Wei Lan both put away their guns and walked towards several large boxes in disbelief. They knelt down to check them personally. Although they did not touch this stuff, as members of the anti-drug team for so many years, they could still tell the difference between flour and white powder by touching it.