Xiaoyu didn't go out until lunch time. After talking to MiG on the phone, she locked herself in the room, opened the FBI internal network, and used all her power to search for the flight route from Norway to Germany, international aviation supervision and
International police insider surveillance...
It wasn't until she was sure that Black Terror's civilian private plane had landed in the German city of Berlin that she stopped her fingers, breathed a sigh of relief, and frowned.
Breathing a sigh of relief means that Brando and Jane did not do anything else to Ozawa except sailing.
She frowned because she knew that the secrets she had carefully hidden for more than five years now had no room for secrets. I was afraid that it would not be long before they were revealed.
No matter it was Ozawa, Zhuangzhuang, Yaya or her, no one in their small family wanted to face the kind of situation she expected in the future...
"Sister, it's time to eat."
It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when Wei An came calling.
Xiaoyu responded, walked out, and saw the long table in the restaurant filled with delicacies, which were undoubtedly made by Master Tou's hands.
The two children were sitting around the meal bag and eating happily, shouting that it was delicious and waving to mommy to come and eat.
Xiaoyu stepped forward, looked around, and found that everyone was here except Nangong Tou.
"My brother has eaten." Qingtian patted the seat next to him and said considerately, "Sister Yu, you have been busy. You should be hungry. Come sit down and eat. It's getting cold."
Xiaoyu said nothing, walked forward, sat down, picked up chopsticks to eat——
His eyes, but still inadvertently glanced at Nangong Tou's bedroom upstairs, and lowered his eyelids.
Although this movement was small, it all fell in the eyes of everyone present. Naturally, it also fell on the man standing next to the stairs on the second floor, leaning on the escalator and looking silently at the man downstairs...
He held a cigarette in his hand.
To be honest, he rarely smokes. If he buys rare and expensive special tobacco, cigars and pipes, and occasionally tastes cigarettes, it is still feasible, but he cannot become addicted.
After lighting this cigarette, he only took one puff, put it between his fingers, and let it burn slowly...
When the burning reached the end and his fingertips felt burning, Nangong Tou withdrew his gaze, put out the cigarette butt, turned around, and walked back to the room.
Next to the desk in that room were two report sheets that had just been delivered before lunch...
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After dinner, an uninvited guest came to Nangong Villa.
It was the first time Xiaoyu met him, but Qingtian didn't seem surprised at all and directly invited him to the living room to receive him personally.
This man is lean and capable, with a fierce expression. His exposed skin is covered with tattoos of different colors and patterns. His right hand has very clear calluses and wear marks. It is obvious that he is a man who is accustomed to using knives as weapons.
No need to guess, this person is no longer a street gangster, at least he also has certain power in the local underworld.
After Xiaoyu determined his identity at a glance, he protected Zhuang Zhuang and Yaya with his hands and was about to warn them not to get close to the bad guy. He saw the fierce bad guy enter the house and trot over. He squatted down and shouted to Zhuang Zhuang,
"Boss - I haven't been able to find you since you disappeared yesterday. Last night
Someone is destroying our place. They are all those bastards from the Ax Gang in City B. Now they are not leaving. They also say that Boss, you are just a name you have and you don’t dare to show up. They insist on taking over the red light street in City A.
All places are so deceptive, boss, go and have a look, boss—!"
Feihu complained angrily and shouted——
Yaya sat nearby and listened, her expression unsurprised.
Zhuang Zhuang looked like he didn't understand, but he knew that he was going to fight, so he said excitedly and happily, "Okay. No problem, but, have you prepared my pre-war essentials for me?"
"Ready! Of course, ready!"
Feihu waved his hand and saw a dozen gangsters coming in panting from behind. Each one was carrying a large box. Each box contained a variety of snacks, with complete styles and flavors, different from different countries.
Taste, it’s all there!
"woo——!"
Zhuangzhuang raised his hand with a very happy and excited expression, grabbed Feihu's hand and shouted, "Let's go quickly, come back for snacks after the fight!"
"Okay boss!"
Feihu nodded repeatedly and was moved to tears. He knew that the boss still cared about the guys. He bent down and was about to carry Boss Zhuangzhuang out to the car——
But he was stopped by a woman who was always stunned at the side. She had an angry look on her face, with doubts in her anger, and obstruction in her doubts. "What's the situation, what boss, who are you? Why are you taking my son to-?"
"Son?" Feihu glanced at the woman, then at Zhuangzhuang, bent down, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, don't you only have daddy and no mommy?"
"Stupid——!" He slapped Feihu on the head and Zhuangzhuang said angrily, "Daddy is mommy, and mommy is daddy!"
"Oh", Feihu nodded, knowing that nothing in this villa is like a pool, so he turned his face and shouted respectfully to the woman, "Boss, Daddy, let's go back quickly and send the boss away right away..."
"I'll give you a head!"
Yan Xiaoyu yelled, hit him on the head, grabbed Zhuang Zhuang who was lying on his back, and said harshly, "Who is the boss, what is the Ax Gang, how did Zhuang Zhuang become your boss?! Don't you explain things to us?"
It’s clear, no one can take him away——!”
us……
Qingtian and Yaya looked at each other, Yaya and Wei'an looked at each other, and Wei'an and A'Zi looked at each other...
All, silent.
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Half an hour later.
After finally explaining everything, Feihu took a sip of water and nodded, "That's it. By an unintentional chance, Boss Zhuang got involved in the street fight between our Qinglong and Feihu gangs. Then
One day, the strong boss fought alone against hundreds of people.
, beat all of our two gangs to a pulp. The admiration and surrender of our two gangs to Boss Zhuang is simply unspeakable. Therefore, we decided that under the leadership of Boss Zhuang, the two gangs will live in harmony and make the two gangs in City A work together.
Carry it forward and become famous outside the city."
Feihu said something ambitious, but Xiaoyu became more and more mysterious as he listened. He turned around, glanced at Zhuangzhuang, and asked, "Is this true?"
Zhuangzhuang has already started eating snacks and is very involved. He doesn't look like a local gang boss...
Yaya next to her answered, "Yes, Mommy, Uncle Feihu is right."
"Did you and Xiaoze know about this a long time ago?" Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why didn't you tell mommy?"
"Brother Ze said that we can't always grow up under mommy's wings. He believes that brother Zhuangzhuang can handle this little matter. Mommy, you are so busy, so don't bother mommy." Yaya answered sincerely and
Sincerely, "Mommy, don't be angry, brother Ze and Yaya are thinking about you!"
Miss Yan rolled her eyes when she spoke directly, but she said it in a sweet and sensible way, leaving her speechless. Her girl's sharp mouth was much more eloquent than hers. She really didn't know she had inherited it.
Which family has great genes...
"Besides this matter," Xiaoyu became wary this time and continued to ask Yaya with narrowed eyes, "Is there anything else you and Xiaoze are hiding from me?"
"Well..." Sister Ya hesitated. Finally, when she saw Mommy's stern eyes, she couldn't resist for a moment and said to herself, "Actually... it's nothing... Brother Ze is proficient in geography and antiques.
Relationship...and then...then started by making antiques...created an underground black market antique brand organization...the main creative base is on the basement floor of our grocery storage room...I am just a layman...I am ordinary.
Mommy..."
"Underground black market antique brand organization?" Xiaoyu's eyelids twitched and he glared at her, "It can't be..."
"Mo... Mo Yu..."
Sister Ya's voice is getting softer and softer.
Yan Xiaoyu's eyes widened immeasurably, even into copper circles, and his mouth formed an O shape, and he forgot to close it for a moment——
Black jade.
It is a world-famous underground syndicate that made its fortune in antiques. It has now been listed in a series of related industries including auctions, appraisals, pawns and other related industries. It has a one-stop monopoly. Although it has not been listed or established any joint-stock companies, it has been operating in the black market.
Among them, the name is well known, and it can be said that one of them is the leader, and can be called the leader No. 1. The FBI has also tried to investigate the details and boss of this organization, but its confidentiality system is very good, and the traces are wiped out after every transaction.
It was clean, and the network defense was extremely strong. No one could crack it. I had no choice but to give up and give up the pursuit. After all, Moyu was only an underground pawnbroker and money laundering organization, and there were very few arms smuggling and murder cases.
Yan Xiaoyu never imagined that the mysterious organization that he had personally tracked down would have its headquarters in his own home, with his son as the leader.
God! She is an FBI ace, why should she be so slow and belated?
"What about you?" Xiaoyu stared at Yaya, "Are you sure you are just following Ozawa? This is the last chance Mommy will give you to confess."
After Xiaoyu finished threatening, Yaya bit her lip, thought about it, jumped off the sofa, asked Qingtian for a gun, and then——
Click click click.
Disassembly and assembly.
How many seconds?
The little fish didn't see it clearly at all.
In just a blink of an eye, an absolute blink of an eye, that complete simple pistol had turned into a pile of junk.
Xiao Yu was stunned and speechless looking at those parts. This record and hand speed, not to mention the Guinness record, I am afraid that there are not even three records in the whole Nangong or even the entire gun playing world!
"Mommy, this is my little hobby...you...don't be cruel to me..."
In one sentence, the gun was assembled and restored to its original state.
Yaya raised her head and said pitifully——
Xiaoyu said nothing, closed his eyes, did not respond, but let out a long, long breath of relief...