It's okay for me to bully my wife for the sake of the young master's dignity, right?

Chapter 530 [179] Police Dog Search for Explosives

Behind the long table in the new monitoring room, the white-haired, black-skinned beast girl had eaten and drunk her fill, her lazy blue eyes looking up at the ceiling:
"Although my outing this time is official business, the number of police cars is limited, and many are still undergoing floating module modifications, so I still didn't get a police car to drive."

Han Shiyu's rank is slightly lower than Vale's, but she already has a floating police car, which is worthy of being a privilege of the Han family.

Vale smacked her lips, savoring the taste of the meal.

"This time I rode a motorcycle again, escorting the old car driven by Mu Yue's father all the way to the outer city. But halfway through, Mr. Han saw a pizza shop and rushed in angrily..."

Qin Jiandan asked in confusion: "What's so annoying about a pizza shop... Ah, you didn't let something slip!"

Qin Jiandan had bought Han Tiancheng a good wine as a Christmas gift before, but was opposed by Mu Yue, who asked him to replace it with a lottery ticket issued by the Night Dragon Club. Qin Jiandan gave his father-in-law 10 free coupons for the artificial beach, at least half of which were guaranteed to win.

Qin Jiandan's conspiracy is that "after winning the lottery, Mu Yue might come to play in a swimsuit again", but Han Tiancheng doesn't like non-monetary lottery rewards and thinks his son-in-law is stingy.

Qin Jiandan thought about the bottle of wine that was originally intended to be given to his father-in-law for a long time but still couldn't figure out who to give it to. It was a bottle of red wine, and Qin Jiandan himself was not used to drinking it.

It just so happened that the pizza couple that Qin Jiandan had rescued in the inner city moved to the outer city and opened a new store. In order to thank the young master, they sent a large number of freshly baked pizzas to the headquarters and said that they would give them away for free during Christmas.

This couple was once forced by the Cowboys Group to shoot an NTR video. Fortunately, Qin Jiandan acted in time. They remembered the great favor and sent pizza to them from time to time.

Qin Jiandan simply gave the bottle of foreign wine back to them and asked them to sell it in the pizza shop. Somehow, this matter reached Vale's ears.

"I didn't mean it." Vale looked aggrieved. "It's still a bit cold to ride a motorcycle in this weather, and it's boring. I could only talk to Mr. Han in the car to kill time. I happened to pass by that pizza shop..."

Qin Jiandan frowned: "My father-in-law rushed into the pizza shop angrily, wanting to return the bottle of wine that was originally intended for him, and you didn't stop him, but just came over to eat as if nothing had happened?"

"No! Fried Egg, do you think I'm so rough?" Vale said dissatisfiedly, "I followed him in and paid the pizza couple to take out the bottle of wine for him to drink! Because he ordered pizza again and was so slow, I came here alone first."

Qin Jiandan nodded in satisfaction: "This is a good solution. You cry poor every day, but you are generous enough to pay for Mr. Han."

Vale said with a smile: "After all, he is Mu Yue's father. I used to go to Mu Yue's house for free meals. It's a courtesy to return gifts! Although the salary at the police department is not high, fortunately I have a part-time job as your mistress, so I finally have some extra income."

In fact, the compensation that Vale received from the Night Dragon Society was for serving as the shadow leader of the Fire Tongs Group, uniting the once divided "Cat Faction" and "Rat Faction". Now the two factions have basically reconciled under the leadership of Chen Tom, and Vale's historical mission has been completed, but this income has not been cut off.

The fact that Vale was the young master's mistress was spread not only within the Yelong Society, but also throughout the entire East City. Even Han Tiancheng had heard about it, so he developed some resentment towards his daughter's best friend.

Qin Jiandan said, "You paid for Mr. Han, so you also want to express your apology, right? Why don't you just explain it to Mr. Han directly?"

Vale shrugged: "Because it is very likely that I will become your mistress in the future, Mr. Han is not wronging me."

Wangyou and her sisters were responsible for cleaning up the dishes on the long table. Vale kept calling her "mistress" left and right, which made Wangyou even more anxious.

Qin Jiandan stood up from behind the long table and passed his right hand over Vale's two dog ears. "Let's go to the pizza shop to pick up Mr. Han. Although this is the territory of the Night Dragon Society, there may be trouble."

Vale jumped up from his seat with great energy, not afraid of getting a stitch in the side from doing so suddenly after a meal.

"It's better to do it now than to wait for a better day. I'll start the task of finding the hidden bomb right away, so that Mu Yue won't accuse me of being lazy."

Wangyou suddenly said, "I can drive. Miss Vale needs to focus on the smell of the phlogiston gunpowder. Is it not suitable for her to hold the steering wheel herself?"

Qin Jiandan knew that Wangyou didn't want to miss the opportunity to travel with him, but he waved his hand: "No need. This time I plan to let Linlin be the driver and drive us in her armored intelligence vehicle. In case we find any bombs or remote-controlled detonators, we may need Linlin's technical support."

Wangyou didn't say anything. He took the bowl and chopsticks and walked away from the young master, rolling his eyes as he passed by him.

Qin Jiandan originally wanted to scold Wangyou for his lack of respect for others, but then he thought that might just fulfill his wish, so he pretended not to see it.

The intelligence vehicle was converted from an armored van. It was filled with monitors and various instruments. Cables were pulled on the roof and chassis, making it look crowded. Linlin was driving, while Qin Jiandan and Valei were sitting in the back seat. If they were not careful, they would kick something.

The driving dashboard had been modified by Linlin a long time ago. Not to mention that Qin Jiandan didn't know how to drive, even if someone else took over, they wouldn't know what each button and joystick did.

Linlin pressed a green button, and the ventilation fans around the vehicle immediately started working, bringing in fresh air from outside.

"Is this level of introduction okay?" Linlin asked, "In this case, Sister Vale, can you smell the odor outside?"

Since she started addressing Mu Yue as "sister-in-law", Linlin also calls the dog-eared girl "Sister Walei", and Walei quite enjoys it.

Vale closed her eyes and tilted her face upward, allowing her stubborn nose to get more air.

"There are so many restaurants around here...someone is pouring chili powder in the kitchen...ah, who goes to the toilet and poops without closing the door!"

Qin Jiandan frowned, thinking that the Furui people's keen sense of smell might not be a good thing. The smell that was very faint and almost imperceptible to humans was very pungent to them. Linlin drove slowly along the route planned in advance. They would patrol the entire 3rd district today, covering all the streets where bombs might be hidden.

"Linlin, turn off the right ventilation fan. Someone is dumping phlogiston ashes over there... I said turn it on again. Oh, it seems we are near the pizza shop?"

Qin Jiandan took Valei and Linlin out of the car, asked the nearby Night Dragon Society guards to guard the vehicle, and then the three of them entered the pizza shop together.

"Linlin, you missed lunch while catching up on your sleep, so just buy some pizza here."

The hacker girl in the red dazzling kung fu suit shook her head: "I don't like Western food. I had steamed buns by myself at noon."

Linlin is obviously of Western descent, but she insists on appearing Chinese in every way, and Qin Jiandan did not expose her sister's little thoughts.

This is a pizza shop with ordinary decoration, even a little shabby. The pizza couple may have spent most of their savings on buying ingredients.

When I opened the door, a warm breeze blew in, mixed with the smell of fermented dough and the slightly burnt aroma from the oven. A speaker hidden somewhere was playing a cheerful melody.

The counter is right in front of you after you enter the door. The reclaimed wood countertop is a little worn, but clean enough to reflect your reflection. Behind the counter is a row of open shelves with various wines to go with your meals.

"Young Master, you came here in person? Mr. Han is still eating."

The proprietress came forward to greet us. She had gained some weight since coming to the outer city, and although she was busy, she was in good spirits.

The kitchen is behind the counter, separated by a glass door. Through the glass, I can see my husband, who is busy in front of the oven, wearing an apron with a few specks of flour on it.

There are four tables in the store, each of which is wiped clean. The table tops feel a little rough, but exude a rustic warmth.

Han Tiancheng occupied a table alone and was eating with red wine. The boss specially made him a pizza using ingredients from the inner city.

The golden crust was steaming, the cheese was stretched into tempting strands, the red tomatoes, green peppers, and thinly sliced ​​Italian sausage were all mouth-watering at the sight.

Vale licked his lips and said, "If I had known, I would have eaten here too."

The smell of pizza aroused Linlin's appetite, but she had just said that she didn't like Western food, so she had to swallow her saliva secretly.

Qin Jiandan asked Valei and Linlin to sit opposite him, and he sat next to Han Tiancheng.

"Father-in-law, have you finished your meal? You drank this bottle of wine after all... But we have to make it clear, this bottle of wine is not given to you by me, and it has nothing to do with me if Mu Yue pursues the issue."

Han Tiancheng had a little cheese on the corner of his mouth. He nodded and said, "You gave it to me... No, this bottle of wine I bought myself tastes good. This Christmas is not in vain."

Linlin smiled and said, "Christmas isn't until the end of the month, and it's only the beginning of December."

Han Tiancheng glanced at the girl with the bun-like hair and intuitively felt that she was a little hungry. He said to Linlin, "The pizza that the boss lady brought me is very large. There are two pieces left on the plate. If you don't mind, try it."

There was an insulation area on the table, and the pizza did not cool down after being left on it for a long time. It was still steaming. Linlin looked at her brother for his opinion.

Qin Jiandan nodded, and Linlin immediately picked up a pizza and put it in her mouth. She instantly felt the sweet and sour taste of the tomatoes, the salty and fragrant taste of the sausage, and the freshness of the basil leaves.

While eating, Linlin said stubbornly: "It's not as good as steamed buns. I eat it to avoid wasting noodles."

Vale patted her belly and said, "It's a pity that I'm full."

It is already 13: p.m. and the store is not full. There are only two male customers sitting at a table diagonally opposite.

Qin Jiandan took a look at them before sitting down. They looked like two Westerners who came to East City for a visit. Although they had black eyes and black hair, their facial features were obviously not that of an Oriental.

In fact, Linlin is this type of little foreigner. After entering puberty, she has been developing more and more in this direction, and she is very worried about it.

The two Westerners were one short and fat, the other tall and thin. They had no prosthetics on their bodies and both wore round-brimmed hats. They were dressed like gentlemen and had kind expressions. Qin Jiandan didn't care much about them at first.

As a result, after looking at the menu on the table, their pale faces turned red, and they went to the counter one after another to settle the bill with the proprietress.

The proprietress didn't understand what he meant, but continued to introduce enthusiastically, "Have you decided what to eat? We moved here from the inner city. This is arguably the most authentic pizza restaurant in East City. You can just sit down and order. This place is small, and I can hear you..."

The short and fat man put his hands on the counter, his eyes almost spitting fire: "We heard that you are an authentic pizza shop so we came here, but you actually have pineapple pizza on your menu!?"

The tall and thin man saw the boss's operation in the kitchen through the glass door behind the counter. He was so scared that he bit four fingers on his right hand:
"Oh my god! The chef broke the pasta! How can you break pasta while it's cooking? Pineapple pizza and breaking pasta are huge insults! I want to tell our Italian compatriots that they will never come to East City to consume during Christmas!"

(End of this chapter)