When he came, only Pan Zhenhua came with Yan Murong alone, and when he left, all the heads and brains in the police station came out to see each other, and those policemen on duty out of curiosity, they also followed from afar to watch the excitement, if they didn't know, they thought it was the chief executive who came.

However, Yan Murong was not so surprised. This kind of thing is very common in China.

If you are a peasant with no money and no power, and you go to some places to do things, all they give you is an ugly face that is worse than running away and your wife and dead son. But if you have a certain amount of money and power, the effect is naturally opposite - even if they really run away from the wife and son, they will greet you with a kind smile, and then serve you carefully as if they were serving their own father.

I have seen this kind of thing a lot, so it is not surprising.

The bodyguard and the lawyer got into two black Mercedes-Benz cars respectively, while Yan Murong got into his black Rolls-Royce with Li Jianhua. Until the car turned out of the police station, Yan Murong could still see a group of policemen standing at the door waiting for the prime minister.

Yan Murong smiled bitterly and shook his head. "It's good to have money and power, so that this group of people can treat you like a father."

"It's not like you don't have the ability." Li Jianhua said with a smile. "If you're willing to be out and about all day long like me, you'll only have more than I do, not more than I say."

"I hate to show my head." Yan Murong said. "Not only do you have to deal with all kinds of people, but you also have to deal with the reporters who are stuck in front of your door every day trying to interview you - I hate photography, so I'd better keep a low profile."

Li Jianhua didn't speak, just smiled slightly.

Are you still low-key? The word low-key has nothing to do with you at all.

But then again, Yan Murong's style of acting is indeed very strange.

If it is replaced by someone else, and if you make a little quarrel, you will start scolding first, and then you can't scold on either side, and you will go up and do it when you are annoyed and angry. But he wasn't. Whoever touched his bottom line, he never cared what the other party's identity was, and directly pumped it with a big mouth.

What's even more strange is that no matter how much trouble Yan Murong causes, he never uses the power of his family to settle things, and completely relies on his own fists to solve things.

If you don't accept it, then come and take revenge on me. If you come to take revenge on me, I will continue to beat you. When the other party is scared and subdued, it will die down.

Speaking of low-key, Yan Murong is indeed low-key, except for fighting so many times, his father has done something every time he relies on the power of the family to make a fortune. But to say that he is high-profile, it is true. Look at the person he beats, which one is not a powerful son in the family? He doesn't pick others to fight, he just hits those Yanei, which is really too high-profile.

"Sometimes, you have to be low-key, you have to be high-key, and blindly low-key will only make others think that you are a bully." Li Jianhua said, and then as soon as the conversation changed, he looked at Yan Murong and asked. "How could you accept her invitation?"

Yan Murong naturally knew who she was referring to, smiled slightly, looked at Li Jianhua and said. "Are you blaming me?"

"Nope." Li Jianhua shook his head. "It's just that you're Zixuan's friend, and Zixuan and I are also very good friends, so naturally we're friends too—I just don't want to watch my friend fall into it."

"I'll see if there's any chance of working with her." Yan Murong said with a smile.

"Cooperation?" Li Jianhua was stunned and asked strangely. "What kind of cooperation can I have with her-I think, Zixuan should have told you about her too, right? Aren't you worried? ”

"I'm worried." Yan Murong nodded, but said with confidence on his face. "But no one but the old man can let me fall into it."

"Then it's up to you to do it." Li Jianhua was silent for a while before he spoke. "However, I don't want you to pull Zixuan in - although the Du family is not small, it is still too far behind the Dong family."

"What about you?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"Me?" Li Jianhua pointed to his nose and shook his head with a wry smile. "Although I am called the richest man in China by those people, it is true - but I can tell you the truth that the Li family is not as good as the Dong family."

Li Jianhua's words made Yan Murong a little surprised, could it be that Li Jianhua said this because he was afraid of the previous things?

"I know you don't believe it." Li Jianhua smiled slightly, turned sideways and took out a bottle of red wine from the car wine cabinet, poured himself a glass, and drank it in one gulp before saying. "It's not that I'm exaggerating, it's the Dong family, it's really a behemoth - so, if you want to contact Dong Wuyan, you have to be more careful, this is my advice to my friends."

"No matter how big a mountain is, it can't stop the footsteps of human beings." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Not to mention a woman."

"Women are scary sometimes."

As he spoke, Li Jianhua suddenly put on an unusually serious and serious expression, looked at Yan Murong and asked. "You deliberately arranged the things for the night?"

Hearing Li Jianhua's words, Yan Murong was slightly stunned and asked in surprise. "Why do you say that?"

"Intuition." Li Jianhua said. "When I arrived at the police station, Superintendent Kang came out to greet me, and he was in charge of the case, so I asked him for a photo that had just been sent back from the scene."

"What do you see?" Yan Murong smiled, and except for the slight surprise at the beginning, he didn't show any other expressions. It's as if Li Jianhua wasn't talking about him.

"Judging from the photos from the scene and the information I got, the target of that sniper is Dong Wuyan, not you."

"Why don't you think it's me?" Yan Murong asked with a smile. "I was standing right in front of him, and if I hadn't reacted quickly, the bullet would have pierced through her body at the same time as it would have pierced mine."

"Maybe." Li Jianhua nodded and said. "I don't know what your position was at the time, but the bullet didn't hit the two of you in the end, it did hit the bottle on the coffee table, from the perspective of ballistics and Dong Wuyan's height, even if that bullet hit her, it hit her-well, her ass."

"The analysis is very good, it seems that you are not only suitable for business, but also suitable for private detective." Yan Murong praised Li Jianhua with a smile. "So what? You think this is a scene that I deliberately arranged? ”

"I don't know." Li Jianhua shook his head with a smile. "Without evidence, all suspicion pales - that's why I ask you."

"Do you think I'll tell you?"

"If you did it, you would."

"Can you not be so smart?" Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "Well, you've seen through it - I arranged it."

PS: If someone hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known it was Valentine's Day...... Well, happy holidays to all the guys and beauties, and ...... Remember to dispose of used condoms in the trash.