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The investigator made a gesture of invitation, and Ye Wenxuan had to clear his throat and said, "What, Xing Yuan, are you still talking about business?"

Xing Yuan said: "No, at the friend's house, did you set off?"

Ye Wenxuan vaguely said: "No, I have to stay here for a while. There is no inspiration for taking pictures. I won't go to you first."

Xing Yuan was puzzled. Ye Wenxuan heard him whispering to the person next to him: "Sorry, take a call."

Then, the sound of friction between the table and chairs sounded, and the violin movement wagging away from the microphone moved further and further away.

After a few seconds, there was silence.

Xing Yuan: "Baby, are you going to release my pigeons?"

Ye Wenxuan looked at the other two, and had to continue: "Sorry, my dear, I have been preparing for the POYI competition for a long time. I have no intention of traveling without good works. How about giving me a few more days? Then we can go together Galston Beach."

All he said was a patchwork together, while noticing that the other two officers on the opposite side and the officer behind the camera would not find his micro-expression, and wondering if Xing Yuan could have the same spirit with him.

The Anti-Terrorism Coalition strictly forbids monitoring the personal privacy of the team members. Ye Wenxuan is not afraid that they will find him talking nonsense.

He didn't want to involve Xing Yuan again. If he told the investigator that Xing Yuan knew his identity and what he was doing in Washington, the suspicion between him and Xing Yuan would be greater.

Ye Wenxuan didn't doubt it at all. Once admitted, the phone call hadn't been hung up yet, and Xing Yuan would be approached by the Houston police and monitored.

This is not what he wanted to see.

On the other side of the phone, Xing Yuan paused for a while, and then slowly said, "Which of POY and I matter?"

Ye Wenxuan secretly relieved.

Xing Yuan: "I waited for you for a week in Houston. I was going to the next project a week ago, but now you told me that you want POY?"

Ye Wenxuan lamented that Xing Yuan’s acting as a husband is very easy to handle, and he calmed down: "I am not, I am not. Honey, you must believe that POYI is not very important to me, because there are also Jose and Pulitzer waiting Hold me..."

Xing Yuan said unbearably: "I will go back tomorrow, goodbye!"

Then hung up the phone with a snap.

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

Investigator: "???

Ye Wenxuan thought, Xing, your acting skills might not be too hard. I'm so embarrassed now.

The investigator who has been writing records suddenly sighed: "I didn't expect that the richest man in China was like this in private... Well, so arrogant..."

The investigator on the phone said: "If your suspicion is cleared, then you can call him to coax him."

Ye Wenxuan looked at him with dead fish eyes.

The investigator coughed twice: "Come on, let's continue."

On the other side, in a house in Anchorage, Houston.

Xing Yuan stood in the corridor, looked down at his mobile phone, and wrinkled gradually between his eyebrows.

"Sir, do you need any help?" The maid in the villa leaned over and asked.

The man waved his hand, put the phone back in his pocket, and turned back into the hall.

The four string players stood on the round stage. They wore black tuxedos and did not look around. They only focused on playing the song "Death and the Girl".

An Qiluo is chatting with a young girl next to him. The waiters are still putting a plate of exquisite food on the table. When Xing Yuan came back, An Qiluo laughed very jokingly: "Little lover?"

Xing Yuan sat opposite him, and next to him was a blond young boy. Xing Yuan showed a helpless expression: "Chagang's. For my future happiness, An Qiluo, don't give me this time. Now."

The boy wanted to lean over and was separated by Xing Yuan. An Qiluo made a sound and waved to let him go down with the girl beside him.

The blond boy's mouth was flat and he snorted and turned away.

An Qiluo smiled: "The children raised at home are a little bit coquettish, don't be surprised."

Xing Yuan didn't care: "It's nothing."

The topic turned back to the phone call just now, and An Qiluo was very interested: "I can make you care so much, I am even more curious about this lady."

Thinking of Ye Wenxuan's remarks, Xing Yuan felt a little deep in his heart and said: "We are photographers and we are long-term passions. This time I wanted him to come to Houston for a vacation, but he still has to work."

"Oh, I think it can't be better, Xing." An Qiluo said deeply: "No one knows where the daybreaking ceremony will take place. It may be here, or it may be thousands of kilometers away. Place. Ha, who knows, they like that mysterious atmosphere anyway."

"You'd better make an excuse to explain with your family, assistants and little lovers," he said: "Because you will disappear for a few days, it is necessary to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Xing Yuan glanced at the violinist who lowered his eyebrows on the stage and nodded: "I will."

An Qiluo stared at his sight, then pointed at the four people and introduced to Xing Yuan: "You don't care about them. These are my four bodyguards. I don't like the feeling of being surrounded by black suits. It’s better to be low-key, they are just right."

Xing Yuan's own skill is very good, naturally seeing that these people don't have guns around their waists, when playing, their arms pull the bowstring, they can vaguely see under the thin sleeves, vaguely bulging a layer of full muscles.

They are all practicing family, and their strength is not low.

His eyes turned around a few people, and he was only pretended to be surprised after An Qiluo introduced: "It turned out to be a bodyguard. I really thought they were small and famous violinists."

He clearly saw that one of the men playing the violin flashed triumphantly on his face, and seemed to be very useful for this compliment.

An Qiluo: "Don't praise them, Pero always wants to find a chance to resign and go to a concert. I have to let him show his face at a small party. If you praise him well, this guy can come back tonight. I will return."

The violinist named Pero lowered his eyebrows, as if he had heard nothing.

After the meal, An Qi Luoping retired the waiter and talked with Xing Yuan in the study room for more than two hours. Then he finally stopped talking and called in the housekeeper: "Preparing a room for my good friend, he wants to satisfy as much as possible. No need to come and ask me."

The butler bent over: "Yes, sir."

An Qiluo: "Xing, I won't be with you tomorrow, but I will watch the ceremony through the video."

Xing Yuan thought deeply: "Do all members watch videos?"

"No," An Qiluo told him: "I'm your referrer, so I need to be on the sidelines, and the same is true for other people watching."

Xing Yuan: "I know."

An Qiluo: "So, good luck!"

Xing Yuan: "Thank you."

At more than ten in the evening, Xing Yuan called Ye Wenxuan again.

The first time failed, he dialed a second time, after five times, the talent there was too late.

Ye Wenxuan said tiredly: "Xing Yuan, haven't slept yet?"

Xing Yuan paused.

Ever since the two determined their feelings, Ye Wenxuan never called him by name, either "Lao Xing" or "Xing Xing". Sometimes he got bored and was ruined by him, and he also called "husband".

This was the same as the phone call before dinner. It was inexplicable and the content of the chat was unknown.

Ye Wenxuan first said: "I can't go there on your side. I've been shooting for work for the past two days. I'll go find you when the shooting is finished."

Xing Yuan stood by the window, separating thick curtains with one hand and looking out through the glass.

Downstairs, dozens of bodyguards were scattered throughout the villa, and the operations room was well-trained and looked well organized.

He said: "I'm not very interested in your POY. I will go to talk about the project tomorrow, and you won't use it to find me."

Ye Wenxuan was shocked: "Are you going away?"

Xing Yuan's eyes turned back to the house. His blue eyes circled around various objects. While walking slowly in the house, he listened to the phone: "You put me pigeons, I am very sad, so I have to use work to paralyze myself. "

Ye Wenxuan followed the scene: "No, my dear, I love you! Please forgive me this time. When I take the POYI Photographer of the Year Award, I will definitely bring you bonuses and honors to drive you to marry you with colorful clouds- —”

Xing Yuan's mouth twitched obviously, and he couldn't take it anymore.

At the same time, he also heard a slight "Baha" current sound in the receiver.

Xing Yuan stopped walking.

On his left hand side is a luxurious and complicated classic American-style bed, and a dark brown bedside table.

The man's eyes were as fierce as an eagle, his eyes scrawled every corner, and finally stopped at the gap between the bedside table and the wall.

Ye Wenxuan: "Xing Yuan, I am serious, we can go to Switzerland to register first, or you prefer other places, I can give you a point first..."

Xing Yuan supported the wall with one hand and looked sideways at the gap.

In the squeal of electric noise in his ear, he saw a tiny bug on the back of the bedside table.

Ye Wenxuan: "Hey, don't ignore me. Although you haven't introduced me to your family, I won't mind..."

Instead of touching the bug, Xing Yuan straightened his body and walked a few steps, and then responded: "Baby, I think we all have to calm down and think for a few days."

Ye Wenxuan: "Oh, okay... although I think I'm quite calm..."

Xing Yuan continued: "Come on, it was the same last time. If Yuwei came to me, I didn't know you secretly went abroad."

Ye Wenxuan didn't turn around: "...ah?"

Xing Yuan said to himself: "There is also a guy named Quinton who doesn’t know which corner came from. When I saw me, he said that he is your true love. Not only did he punch a hole in my thigh, Warn me how far I roll."

Ye Wenxuan: "Uh..."

Xing Yuan: "I'm leaving Houston tomorrow, maybe I'll go find a duel to Quinton. In short, let's contact later."

Ye Wenxuan: "...Hello?"

Xing Yuan: "Although I don't contact you, you know, I love you. If you take advantage of the opportunity to attract bees and butterflies outside and add green to my head, I won't be able to get out of bed for a week."

Then he hung up the phone.

Ye Wenxuan: "?????" Dude, good acting skills, especially for the role of a grudge.

The two investigators who monitored the whole time took off the headset and stared at him in silence for a long time, with different expressions.

The face with the record is incredible: "The top ten richest people in the world had such a private character..."

Another looked at Ye Wenxuan, shook his head, and then looked at him: "Seriously, you may not be suitable."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

Yeah, Xing is always a showman, and they are really not suitable.

The elder investigator said, "Let’s stop here today. Your suspicion has not been completely cleared. Please stay in this interrogation room first. Until the review of all members is completed, everyone, including you, can be revoked. Body monitoring."

Ye Wenxuan raised his eyes to look at him: "That is to say, I must sit here until you finish all of them?"

Investigator: "Yes."

Ye Wenxuan: "What about sleeping?"

The investigator pointed to the folding bed standing against the wall in the corner: "There are no pillows and quilts placed there all the year round, but there is air conditioning in the room, and I think it should be good to fall asleep."

The bed was obviously used frequently, and Ye Wenxuan twitched: "What about when I go to the toilet?"

The investigator pointed at the monitoring probe: "Breaking beckoning there, there will be a small team of people to serve you, absolute presidential treatment."

Ye Wenxuan: "Please say something simple."

Investigator: "If you want to escape on the road, these seven or eight big men will press you to the ground and then beat you into a pig's head."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

He sighed: "Well, I know."

The author has something to say: ####……####

Xing Yuan: "You are ruthless, you are cruel, you are unreasonable!"

Ye Wenxuan: "Then you are not ruthless?! Not cruel?! Not unreasonable?"

Xing Yuan: "Where am I merciless? Where is cruelty? Where is unreasonable trouble?!"

Ye Wenxuan: "Where are you not ruthless?! Where is not cruel?! Where is not unreasonable?"

Xing Yuan: "Even if I--"

Ye Wenxuan: "Fine, don't act anymore."

Xing Yuan: "It's cool, why?"

Ye Wenxuan looked at the two investigators who were opposite the mosquito coil eyes: "The audience is in shock. Let's rest first, and wait for people to wake up and then fight five hundred times."