MTL - Rebirth of Brotherly Love-Chapter 41

An Anlu lowered her head for breakfast in silence, and then said after eating, "Yes, Dad, I want to change the bedroom downstairs."

Wu Anze said, "Brother will just change with me. My bedroom is on the first floor, and you can come here directly."

"No." An Luo rejected him without hesitation and turned to look at An Yudong. "Dad, is there a room downstairs? I want to rearrange a bedroom."

Luan Yudong smiled and said, "There is a vacant room downstairs. May I have your bedroom?"

An Anlu nodded, "Okay."

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After breakfast, An Yudong went to work at the company. An Mo said he would go to a friend's party, leaving only An Luo and An Ze at home.

The sloppy maid quickly packed up a new bedroom and arranged it exactly as An Luo ordered. The sheets and quilts were all newly bought. It was lunch time after finishing finishing. An Luo wiped the sweat from his forehead. , Sitting in a wheelchair, looking with satisfaction at the new bedroom furnished to his liking.

Suddenly, Anze opened the door and walked in, closing the door smoothly.

表情 The expression on his face was calm, and he could not see any emotions, and only whispered, "Just change it with me directly, why bother with such a lot of trouble and clean up again?"

An Luo said nothing.

Wu Anze looked at him and asked, "Brother hates sleeping in my bedroom?"

An Luo was silent for a while, then he looked up and said, "Anze, come here."

An Anze frowned, and walked to An Luo. An Luo beckoned him to be closer, An Ze was closer, getting close enough to feel each other's breath.

The ambiguous distance allowed the air to almost freeze, and after a while, Anze finally asked in doubt: "Brother?"

An Luowei turned his head to his ear, pressed it against his ear, and said, verbatim, "I suspect that someone has installed a tap in my bedroom on the third floor."

"..."

He was different from the coldness on his face, and the breath spit in his ears was warm and soft, like feathers gently brushing through his heart.

Wu Anze looked up, facing Anluo calmly, but seriously.

"I don't want you to be bugged, understand?" Anrow said.

Bian Anze nodded, and reached up to his ear, whispered, "How did your brother find out?"

Juan Anluo said, "Intuition."

Wu Anze was silent for a moment, "That is to say, my brother just judged by intuition and had no evidence?"

Lu Anluo was unhappy that Anzai was questioned, but she couldn't refute Anzai's conclusion.

He really made judgments based on intuition. An Luo, who walked on the blade for many years, was almost always aware of traitors and undercover, so his senses were sharper than ordinary people. He had a weird instinct that he must be under surveillance, otherwise, the younger one would not have disappeared for three days and almost died, but the police could not find any clues.

When picking up the photo frame yesterday, An Luo keenly found that the photo frame was sandwiched, and there seemed to be signs of being opened, and the angle of the photo frame was not placed at the front. Obviously, it was moved. ...