She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Tong Yan: “…” Are we still brothers?

However, he also knew that he could not stop Yan Zhan.

I just glanced at my watch and it's already eleven o'clock.

He worked for a long time without having any time to eat, and he still had to go back and report to the director.

This matter cannot be kept secret.

The gems are worth more than 10 billion. Excluding the possibility that the crime was committed by someone inside the museum, an international thief is involved. This is definitely a big case.

In all likelihood, the bureau will have to set up a special task force.

"Okay, let's go out for dinner first, then you guys go back?"

Yan Zhan looked at Manshu: "Are you hungry?"

Before Manshu could say anything, Tong Yan clapped his hands: "Let's go have a midnight snack together. Boss Yan will treat us. After that, we'll work overtime."

The two young policemen who followed him responded immediately.

Yan Zhan heard Tong Yan trying to trick him, but he didn't refuse.

Treating guests is no big deal for him.

When Director He heard that they were going out for a midnight snack, he remembered that he had kept them busy for most of the day and hadn't even prepared dinner.

"Why do you need Mr. Yan to treat us? I'll do it."

Professor Gu and his colleagues have already gone home, and Dean Zong and others have also returned to the hotel.

He stayed to wait for news and didn't even have time to eat.

Everyone went out together now, and Director He originally wanted to take them to find a better restaurant.

But Tong Yan didn't care: "Just find a barbecue stall, a food stall or something, we have to finish eating quickly and go back to work overtime."

Hearing him say this, Director He looked at Yan Zhan.

Mr. Yan's temperament doesn't fit in with a roadside stall.

"Whatever you like." Yan Zhan glanced at the little girl. She was eager to try and seemed very interested in eating at a food stall.

So, Director He took them to a food stall on the street facing the museum.

"This shop has been open for many years. The grilled skewers are especially delicious, and their kelp and pig's trotter soup is also a must. Would you like some wine?"

"I was assigned to work at the museum, and this store was there. At that time, I often came to this store with friends and colleagues for supper, and the house I rented was also nearby."

Director He ordered a lot of things for everyone.

When the food came, he didn't even touch his chopsticks.

It's obvious that he has something on his mind and has no appetite.

Tong Yan and the two young policemen were quick in their movements, and their eating skills were something they had practiced.

Manshu and Yan Zhan, on the other hand, were not affected at all.

Manshu was worried about Yan Zhan's injury, so he didn't let him eat spicy food and only gave him a bowl of pig's trotter soup.

The pig's trotter soup is so white that it will make your mouth sticky after you take a sip.

They ordered two non-spicy dishes and gave Yan Zhan a bowl of rice.

Manshu himself also drank two bowls of pig's trotter soup and ate a few grilled skewers.

She also ordered a plate of edamame, and didn't peel it with her hands, but ate it directly with her mouth. It was convenient and tasty.

Seeing that she was enjoying the meal, Yan Zhan put on gloves and peeled the edamame for her.

Tong Yan watched Yan Zhan peel the edamame and put it in the little girl's bowl with his eyes wide open.

Is this still the Yan Zhan he knew? Could he have been replaced by someone else?

Manshu was also surprised, and then silently covered his bowl: "Uncle San, eating edamame by hand without peeling it is soulless!"

Yan Zhan paused: "...Okay."

Manshu also taught him: "If you don't believe me, try it. Eat it like me. The taste of the edamame is all on the shell. When you scrape it with your teeth, the beans go into your mouth, and the soup soaked in the edamame also goes into your mouth."

"But this is spicy edamame. Even though there isn't much chili in it, you just have to taste it. Don't eat too much."

Yan Zhan agreed and ate one like Manshu.

"How about it?"