Chapter 661

Bus station.

After getting off the bus from the provincial capital, Jiang Hai stretched his body. In his peripheral vision, he found that his sister Yan Chenxi had been waiting under the shed not far away.

Yan Chenxi wore a white long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, with a ponytail, but no makeup on her face. She looked like a pure and lovely twenty-year-old student.

The sun was scorching, but the sweat on her forehead was clearly visible. It was obvious that she had been waiting here for a long time. No phone calls or WeChat messages, just quietly waiting for her brother.

"Sister, you are so beautiful today!" Jiang Hai's heart was warm, and he almost jumped and ran to where his sister was standing.

"Sister, I didn't wear makeup today, so don't laugh at me." Yan Chenxi followed the habit of picking up Jiang Hai from school in the early years, and reached out to try to take the travel bag from her brother's hand.

"She is the most beautiful even without makeup, otherwise how could she be favored by our hero." Jiang Hai hid the travel bag behind him without leaving any trace, and walked in front happily.

Yan Chenxi was stunned at first, then figured out who his brother was referring to. He blushed and spat, but in the end he followed his brother to the exit happily.

According to Jiang Hai's usual habit, he would take the bus home when he returned to Dongzhou, but today it was rare for his sister to come to pick him up, so he followed her instructions and went to the taxi waiting area.

Since he came to Dongzhou this time to investigate Chen Shu's anti-K operation in NJ a few days ago, Jiang Hai subconsciously paid special attention to information in this regard.

So when two Wei people with faces that were obviously different from Chinese appeared in the waiting area, he subconsciously blocked his sister and couldn't help but look at each other.

There were three people in the group, two Wei people and one Chinese.

Standing at the front, the Wei man who was the leader always had a bright smile, wore traditional minority costumes with bright colors, had long black hair and a pair of bright eyes.

Even if he noticed Jiang Hai's impolite look, he smiled and nodded in response.

His smile was like sunshine, and even though they were not close, it was still warm and infectious, so Jiang Hai could not overlap their figures.

Following behind him was a young Chinese man, wearing a black sweater, with messy hair, pale face, and stubble on his chin.

With a hunched back and a distracted look, he was completely different from the former. Although they were both Chinese, Jiang Hai still looked down on this man, especially following behind the Wei people.

The one walking at the end was also the oldest one in the group, but he was burly and had a simple face. He just lowered his head and looked at the heels of the people walking a few steps ahead, without any other movements.

He just followed not too far away, with his hands covering his chest, and it felt like there should be something valuable inside. However, with the background of his worn-out coat, he looked a bit like a mountain man holding his own treasure to the market in the early years. Of course, this treasure should only be for himself.

"What are you looking at? Is there something wrong?" Yan Chenxi asked, pulling Jiang Hai's clothes.

Jiang Hai nodded to the Wei people standing in the front as a response, then turned around and smiled at his sister: "Nothing, I just saw a few minorities, it's a bit rare."

Yan Chenxi said "Oh", tilted her head and looked in the direction her brother had looked before: "It's the Wei people, it's been a long time since I saw them."

Jiang Hai became interested as soon as he heard it: "Is it rare? I remember when I was a child, there were small caps selling chegao all over the street. At that time, our school was saying that a teacher who drove a Mercedes-Benz knocked over a tricycle selling chegao. In the end, the chegao seller drove the Mercedes-Benz home, and the teacher rode the tricycle to work instead."

Since they settled in the same old house together, they naturally went to the same primary school. As the elder sister, Yan Chenxi felt the same way. She waved her fair jade hands as if they were hand knives, and the swishing look was somewhat cute:

"Yo yo yo yo yo, their knife skills are superb; yo yo yo yo yo yo, they cut diagonally, and one ounce becomes one pound; yo yo yo yo yo yo, they can't leave."

"Sister, are you sure he didn't keep the cut ones for himself? Did you buy all the rest?"

"A bunch of people surrounded us, and we can't do anything even if we give all the money in our pockets to me."

The brother and sister were joking with each other when a sound suddenly sounded beside them.

"Hey, beautiful girl, kind girl, don't let a momentary joke"

This is a metaphor.

Later, many people opened ramen restaurants across the country. Although their reputation was quite bad, fortunately they finally found a legitimate job. Of course, there are advantages, that is, the quantity is large and the dishes are quite varied. In a sense, it can be regarded as the No. 1 "chain" enterprise in China.

Abudu's words are more euphemistic, that is, although the reputation of Qiegao is not very good, they have learned to do a serious business, you can't force them to steal and use guns again, right?

More vividly, there is a kind of arrogant flavor of "I have made progress, you should encourage and praise me".

At this time, Abudu walked to the side of the two siblings with a smile. Although he heard full of ridicule of his nation, he was still in high spirits, just thinking it was a misunderstanding.

It must be said that Abudu's tall and straight figure, slightly curly black hair, and the confidence and temperament revealed between his eyebrows are indeed extremely lethal to some girls who have just entered society.

Yan Chenxi was originally a very serious person in the unit, but today she came to pick up her own brother and dressed casually, so her words were a bit playful. She never thought that the person being teased was standing next to her and was heard.

So, she was a little ashamed: "Sorry, sir, it was our fault before, I hope you don't mind."

"Of course I don't mind. A beautiful lady like you is extremely beautiful even if you apologize. And I, Abdu, a Wei from Tianshan, am attracted by your beauty. If you are free..."

Yan Chenxi smiled and interrupted the other party's chat: "Mr. Abdu, are you traveling to Dongzhou this time?"

"Travel? No, no, no, I came to see my dearest friend."

"Friend? Is he also a Wei?"

"No, he is a Hua, hey, and a policeman."

The man in traditional Wei costumes laughed, showing his neat and white teeth. His laughter was very hearty, making people feel happy and comfortable.

Presumably, his Chinese police friend must be a generous person. Yan Chenxi and Jiang Hai thought of it at the same time.

After laughing, Abdu said mysteriously: "Shh, I brought him a great gift."

"What gift? Can we take a look?" Knowing that it was related to the police, Jiang Hai, who was still a cadet, immediately became interested and asked curiously.

"Haha, it's a local specialty from our side!"

Monitoring room.

A group of white-clothed big men surrounded the few computer monitors, nervously watching the scene reflected on the screen at this time.

Abdu and the other three were chatting with a man and a woman in the taxi waiting area. Judging from the situation, they didn't look like they were about to leave.

Chen Shu's palms were full of sweat, because he saw Yan Chenxi and Jiang Hai in the monitoring.

Because he knew the two siblings well, Chen Shu was very sure that they would not be.

Thinking of the miserable photos of the murdered women in the hotel toilet sent by the Yiwu City Public Security Bureau earlier, a chill suddenly emerged from Chen Shu's heart.

The urge to rush out of the door was also uncontrollable.