An ordinary Passat that could no longer be ordinary drove out of the police station with the convoy, and everyone's attention was on the convoy of luxury cars, as for the last Passat, no one cared about the whole process, and it was easy to drive out of the crowd.

In the car, Pei Jingxia and Bo Jiyuan sat in the back seat, with only one bodyguard and driver in front.

"Bo Jiyuan, how did Mrs. Chen die?"

Although I entered the police station, I really didn't know anything.

But Bo Jiyuan, Mrs. Chen's death has been clearly understood.

"Ostensibly sudden death."

Sudden death?

"Actually?"

"Poisoned."

The forensic doctor also confirmed this, so he brought Pei Jingxia to the police station for interrogation.

There is Song Wenli in the front, and Mrs. Chen in the back, and the interval is no more than ten days

In such a hurry, what an urgent thing happened?

Pei Jingxia pursed her lips, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

After all, those people are still staring at themselves.

In other words, in the next second, he may have an accident like Song Wenli and Mrs. Chen.

Who is Bo Jiyuan?

How can you not see what a woman is thinking at this time?

The big palm held the woman's hand tightly:

"Don't worry, it's going to be fine."

Overt and covertly, people have been arranged to prevent these accidents from happening.

If you can't do that, how can you protect your own woman?

The other party shot so fast, obviously, the tail was not cleaned up.

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Say."

"Young master, I found a domestic IP, but it was encrypted."

Encrypt?

For a god who left a legend in the industry many years ago, it really wasn't a problem.

"Send it over."

"Yes, young master."

There was nothing on the Passat, and when the car reached the intersection, it slowly stopped.

Well?

Pei Jingxia glanced around:

"Where do you get out of the car?" Ask.

The man smiled:

"Change cars."

I see.

A Bentley was coming from the opposite side at the moment, and finally, it stopped on the side of the road.

Pei Jingxia was only surprised:

When did this guy buy a car again?

Didn't you have a Bentley before?

How can we say this?

Car, for a person of Bo Jiyuan's class, changing three cars a day is not a big deal.

Who makes people rich?

Isn't buying a car as simple as buying a toy?

"Let's go, what are you still doing?"

"Oh!"

In the Bentley, in addition to the driver and bodyguard who drove the car, Ah Quan was actually in the co-pilot.

After seeing the two of them get into the car, the faces that had not recovered suddenly smiled brightly:

"Young master, young lady."

Hey?

"Ah Quan? How did you get out? ”

Ah Quan's injury at that time was not light, as the saying goes, it will take a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, not to mention that Ah Quan did not have a good place in his body at that time, if he wants to be completely recuperated, how can it take half a year, right?

Ahem.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine, just a little skin injury."

As he spoke, he grinned and didn't care at all.

It's just an injury, but as long as there is still a breath left, it's not a big deal!

Over the years of following the young master, how many times have you broken through the Yama Palace?

It's a pity that King Yama won't accept it!

Moreover, so many things have happened during this time, how can Ah Quan stay at home? The gauze wrapped around his head came out before he had time to remove it.

So, the credibility of what I said just now is about zero!

Ghosts won't believe it!

The parties have said so, Pei Jingxia, as an outsider, is really difficult to persuade again, and it can be seen that even if he persuades, it will be in vain.

People like Ah Quan, unless Bo Jiyuan speaks in person, will not casually listen to other people's words.