usatvline Chapter 351 Eating Raw Abalone
Chapter 351 Eating Raw Abalone
Next, Ruan Mei cooked while Zhang Lang pretended to rub some bruise wine on his ankle.
According to Ruan Mei, she went to the north not long ago, and according to Zhang Lang's guess, she went to her hometown.
Ruan Mei is indeed very virtuous and more down-to-earth than Zhou Wenli.
Zhou Wenli is not very good at cooking... Zhang Lang used to cook for her.
It was very sweet when I took the first bite. Ruan Mei’s cooking is sweet.
Qiuti’s cooking is slightly spicy.
good to eat.
Zhang Lang likes to eat spicy food and drink sweet drinks.
Seeing Zhang Lang nodding in satisfaction while eating, Ruan Mei picked at her fingers and said, "I have already cooked the food for you. Can I go back first? My grandma is still waiting for me."
Zhang Lang stuffed food into his mouth and said vaguely, "Okay, remember to come at lunch time tomorrow."
"Oh, I see." Ruan Mei said without lingering any longer. She opened the door and slowly walked back to her home.
Zhang Lang didn't say anything about taking the vegetables back to her grandmother. Ruan Mei was stingy, not because she couldn't afford to live. She had money.
After eating, when Zhang Lang was staring at the dishes on the table in a daze, Ruan Mei came back.
"Well, No. 1, I think your ankle is injured and you have difficulty moving, so I thought of coming back to wash the dishes and bowls."
Looking at Ruan Mei standing at the door and playing with her fingers, Zhang Lang was so happy that he almost smiled like an aunt.
"Thank you for your help. If you need any help in the future, just call me." He left his phone number for Ruan Mei, hopped on one leg to the bathroom to flush the toilet, washed his hands and came out, just in time to see Ruan Mei busy in the kitchen.
In a trance, he dreamed back to the time when he first came here, when he and Zhou Wenli spent a quiet holiday together.
The photo on the wall of the house was brought to the villa by Zhou Wenli, otherwise Ruan Mei would probably be confused when she saw it that night.
"What's wrong with you?" Ruan Mei waved her dried hands in front of Zhang Lang and asked in a low voice.
Zhang Lang came back to his senses, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.
"No, it's okay."
"I'm done washing, I'll go back first."
Zhang Lang hopped to the door on one leg and said goodbye, "Goodbye, thank you for your hard work."
"Your sprained ankle is because of me, so I should be the one saying sorry."
Looking at his ankle, Zhang Lang scratched his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, it will be fine in two days. See you tomorrow."
The door closes.
Both people inside and outside the door let out a long breath.
Ruan Mei was afraid that Zhang Lang would ask for money, such as loss of work time, medical expenses, or compensation for mental damage.
Zhang Lang felt a little bit sorry for Ruan Mei's innocent look and almost confessed.
I still need to go find Inspector Xu to practice with him.
Mr. Zhang’s reputation for being a man of stone is not in vain.
The first move at the entrance is double peaks piercing the ears.
Sofa second move: The gun comes out like a dragon.
Bedroom style 3: Sage mode.
Who do you think researched this?
Seeing that Zhang Lang was not in good shape, Inspector Xu considerately went to the kitchen and got out oysters and abalone for Zhang Lang to nourish him.
Zhang Lang is courteous and reciprocates.
He took out the beef he brought from home and asked Inspector Xu to taste it.
"Why is your abalone raw?"
Superintendent Xu said vaguely: "Some people say that this thing is very nutritious when eaten raw. You haven't tasted it, why don't you try it."
Zhang Lang was scratching his head.
If this thing is eaten raw.
It would be reckless to eat it directly.
(Forty wheel tracks are deleted here.)
It depends on your personal preference.
……
Outside Interpol headquarters.
Ma Jun, Li Jiajun, Qiu Gangao, Ling Jing, Wang Weiye, Tami and Yazi were waiting outside.
I watched helplessly as the professor and others swaggered into the headquarters.
Chen Jiaju looked dull in there, obviously not very sociable.
"Brother Jun, should we wait for them to come out before we take action?"
"Let the people inside use up their bullets. Ling Jing, go find a commanding position. Have you brought your sniper rifle?"
"Brought it."
"That's good. Jiajun, you go and be his observer. Wait for the professor and the others to come out and then start shooting."
"OK."
Yazi and Tammy were eager to try and wanted Ma Jun to assign them some tasks.
"Ya Zi, when you see the right opportunity, let Chen Jia Ju go." Ma Jun knew that Ya Zi and Chen Jia Ju were related, and he also knew that Chen Jia Ju was not the murderer who killed Wen Jianren. It would be a good idea to do him a favor at this time, after all, Zhang Lang had already nodded.
"Okay." Yazi nodded, feeling relieved.
After Ma Jun arranged the people to different positions, several people began to act separately.
Wang Weiye is the only weakling here, so Ma Jun keeps him by his side.
Inside the headquarters.
After eating the abalone, Zhang Lang had already appeared in the warehouse where the money was kept.
A 3:7 hairstyle, wearing overalls, and holding a basketball.
"It's true that a horse cannot grow fat without grass at night. I work hard in the industry, but the money I make is not as fast as this transaction." He smiled and put the money into the system space.
After hesitating for a moment, he put the basketball back to its original position, shook his head, felt that something was missing, and took out a chicken from the system mall.
Chicken and basketball are indeed the best match.
"It's perfect. The professor and the yellow dog will definitely have interesting expressions on their faces."
It’s a pity that there is no surveillance here, otherwise we could really record the wonderful moments of our beautiful life.
Let’s get out of here. Next stop is Mingxin Hospital.
Guan Yuecheng and the people at Interpol headquarters are considering jointly investigating the case because people from both departments were killed by the professor.
While Guan Yuecheng and the foreigners from the international headquarters were still planning how to capture the professor, the professor had already arrived at the warehouse.
The professor took out the severed hand from a refrigerated box, opened the door of the warehouse, and looked at the chicken chasing the basketball inside. He cursed: "Oh my god...what are these Interpol doing?"
At this time, Guan Yuecheng suddenly received a call from He Shangsheng.
"Sir Guan, I found out that the professor's group's target is Interpol Headquarters. His purpose in killing people at Interpol Headquarters and stealing the hand is to get back the stolen money. You should send someone to Interpol Headquarters now, otherwise it will be too late."
Guan Yuecheng didn't know why he was smiling.
"He Shangsheng, do you know what you are talking about? You are no longer a member of the serious crime team. Besides, how dare you, a small police officer, teach me how to do things?"
"Believe it or not, I've already told you that the professor and his men have probably already reached Interpol headquarters. It's up to you whether you want to go or not."
"Hey, Officer He, do you know where I am now? I am having a meeting with the people from Interpol headquarters right where you said. You told me that the professor and the others were coming here. I think you are really crazy."
After Guan Yuecheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone without giving He Shangsheng a chance to continue speaking.
He turned to the foreigner and smiled flatteringly, "This psychopath, he said that the professor and his men have already come here, there is really no cure."