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Chapter 127 I'm so miserable! I hate long-winded people for the helmsman(2/2)

The Chinese man behind Meng En also stretched out his palm gently and calmly pulled Ruos aside, asking for help and making innuendoes.

Take this opportunity.

Mon En approached Dean: "Dean, are you sure this person is from the Campbell family? Why does he look a little... innocent?"

Dean shrugged: "It's true because of its simplicity. Besides, the number one killer in South America was scared away. Do you dare to bet?"

This is true.

Munn nodded: "If this is true, then I would like to congratulate you in advance for becoming the youngest detective in the police detective bureau."

"I hope so." Dean smiled on his face, but vowed in his heart that he would never bump into the unlucky guy like Ruos again.

This is such a shame, it’s self-defeating!

the next day.

Dean hugged the twin sisters from the forensic department and slept soundly.

Another phone call woke him up.

Seeing that it was a landline phone, Dean impatiently wanted to press it, but he was worried that it was a case, so he had no choice but to answer the call.

"Hello, is this Mr. Dean?", a sweet female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"yes!"

"I am Harina, the financial manager of Chase Bank. We noticed that your capital account has more than 10 million US dollars in cash. If you have time in the evening, I would like to talk to you about financial management in person."

Ten million dollars?

Dean woke up. After replying that he had no time, he hung up the phone and checked the text messages. Sure enough, he found that 10 million US dollars had been credited to his bank account at six in the morning!

Note: Spiritual comfort money!

Dean immediately realized that this was a call from Ruos!

Don't talk about anything else.

Big dog owners are really heroic.

I guess these eight digits are just a string of numbers in Ruos’s eyes!

People feel refreshed when happy events occur.

Dean threw away his cell phone, lifted the quilt, and holstered his gun.

night.

Dean, a new salary thief, had just punched in and was about to get off work when he was blocked at the door by the embarrassed Dora sisters.

"Wow, I thought you guys would fall asleep until night." Dean smiled evilly and hugged him, but the two of them blocked him with their hands at the same time.

"Dean, to be honest, in the past two days with you, we have experienced unprecedented happiness." Dora said with a bitter face.

Weimi nodded reluctantly: "But you are so... this has affected our sisters' work."

"so?"

"You are like a drug that will ruin our careers, and we know that this is just a temporary passion and will not last forever, so we decided to end the relationship and treat it as a sweet dream for these two days."

Dean was silent for a moment and nodded.

He was actually broken up because he was too strong.

How miserable I am!

Seeing the two sisters limping and supporting each other to leave, Dean sadly lit a cigarette, took out his cell phone, and called his little brother.

Bad mood.

Go digging for treasure tonight!
Chapter completed!
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