After being teased by a half-breed brother

Vincent is fast.

The main reason is that the two drops of green unidentified liquid are very simple essential oils.

As soon as it was dark, he came over with the appraisal report on the two drops of oil, bowed deeply to Liao Zefan, and then presented the appraisal report with both hands, while Liao Zefan read it, he took out his mobile phone and read according to it, "I found the best identification center in New York and identified the ingredients. There are menthol, camphor, eucalyptus oil, eugenol, methyl salicylate, excipients, paraffin, chlorophyll, essence... .”

Read here and stop abruptly.

The back was too long, and he didn't want to miss it.

The final conclusion is that this is a very simple, cooling oil.

Looking at this report, Liao Zefan really hesitated, his heart was in a state of panic, imagining the trip in the supermarket today in his mind, his heart sank suddenly, how much he hoped that this report would be fake.

It would be best to just drive him away like that, but now...

Vincent saw that he was holding the report without saying a word, and continued, "Or, I'm going to change one."

Liao Zefan waved his hand with a heavy heart, "No need."

He had a premonition this afternoon, it might just be a drop of simple cooling oil.

Seeing Liao Zefan like this, Vincent stood up and said, "Mr. Liao, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Okay, I'll take you out."

Liao Zefan stood up and sent Vincent out.

Walking to the gate, Vincent glanced at the white Mercedes-Benz over there.

"what?"

Vincent looked at the white Mercedes-Benz in the courtyard and frowned, "Mr. Liao is really... long-lasting."

He really didn't know how to describe it.

Ok?

Liao Zefan frowned, "What are you talking about?"

Vincent pointed to the white Mercedes over there, "Isn't this the one you gave to Mr. Muzimu?"

God knows if the Mercedes-Benz is still the same as it was five years ago, anyway, the license plate number has not changed.

Liao Zefan was still at a loss, "What are you talking about?"

Vincent smiled, "Have you forgotten? Mr. Muzimu, you have ex, ex, ex... I don't know how many boyfriends you had. Five years ago, you seemed to be in New York too. You gave me this car Exactly the same?"

At that time, it seemed to be the birthday of Mr. Mu Zimu. Mr. Liao spent a lot of money to celebrate Mr. Mu's birthday in the most luxurious hotel in New York, and gave him this Mercedes-Benz, which was still expensive at that time.

Liao Zefan shook his head, "I gave away a lot of things and cars, I really don't remember."

Vincent exhaled helplessly, "Okay!"

The reason why he remembered this was mainly because the license plate number was exactly the same as the last five digits of his mobile phone.

After Vincent left, Liao Zefan walked around the car twice, but he still didn't think of it, but everything that happened during the day was vivid in his memory, and with Vincent's words just now, he suddenly felt a sense of dissatisfaction with this car. I became interested in a Mercedes-Benz five or six years ago.

Since Gore mentioned Mr. Searle, he also knew it, so he simply started to investigate from Mr. Searle.

He sent Mr. Sale a video of the white Mercedes.

After a while, Mr. Searle came back: [This is Neo's, that is, the painter Gore. 】

Liao Zefan: [Before that, who was the owner of the car? 】

However, after posting it, he fell into confusion again, and he didn't know what he was curious about here.

Mr. Searle, [Mr. Muzimu, he said it was given by his boyfriend, but they broke up later, and he didn’t want the car anymore, so he gave it to me. 】

Liao Zefan, [Thank you. 】

After sending these two words, at this moment, he really fell into even more anxiety. He didn't know what he was worrying about, anyway, it was anxiety...

He felt that it was necessary to talk to Gore, but in fact he didn't need to. Liao Zefan was such a big lump, dangling in front of the white Mercedes, it was hard for him not to notice it.