A sports car sped along the steep path outside the garden, and in an instant, it stopped in front of the crowd with drifting skills. The car was powerful, eye-catching, and looked extraordinary. A young man was controlling the steering wheel, his hair fluttering in the wind. In the twilight, he did not look like an ordinary person, but a dashing god, exactly like the model from the Nordic legend.

He honked the horn, and the sound of the horn echoed among the rocks and plants in the bay.

A handsome man in an orange suit got out of the car, grinned and whistled proudly, and looked at the police officers in uniform, his eyes staring at the female police officer from time to time.

"Brother Meng, where did these handsome policemen come from?" the man who got out of the sports car asked the guide.

A man with good taste in clothing, after getting out of the car, kept scanning the patrol officers with his eyes, and his eyes stayed on the female police officers for a long time.

"Wow, hello, officers. I admire policemen the most in my life, especially the handsome female policemen, who are particularly attractive."

Mo Xiaoqing looked up at the man in front of him without any good feelings. From his face, you can also see that he is a bit lazy. Especially the pair of triangular eyes rolling around, it is easy to make people feel disgusted.

The man who got off the car extended his hand warmly and familiarly, "Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Xinhua, and I'm the son of the director of the Chen Group.

You have come to our island resort in such an orderly manner. Are you here for vacation?"

Xu Yao extended his hand very officially, "Hello, Mr. Chen, we are not here for vacation this time, but to borrow your place for training."

"Is that so? Welcome."

The guide nodded awkwardly, "Yes. They are the VIPs invited by Director Chen. It's so late, let's go directly to the restaurant for dinner."

Chen Xinhua inserted himself into the line, deliberately stood next to Mo Xiaoqing, and asked, "Hey, police officer, you don't mind me asking your identity, can you tell me your name?

Are you from the police or the SWAT team?"

Mo Xiaoqing didn't know at all. I don't like this man, so I replied, "We are from the city criminal police team, just call me Officer Mo."

Unexpectedly, Chen Xinhua kept asking, "Wow, you look so powerful. My girlfriend doesn't seem to be a police officer. I wonder if there are any single police officers there?

Officer Mo, do you have a boyfriend now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yao grabbed Mo Xiaoqing and said,

"I'm so sorry, the three female police officers I brought this time are already taken."

Chen Xinhua said with a grin, "Ah, it's really a pity. I think I get along well with the police."

Chen Xinhua's presumption made the entire team of police officers have a bad impression of him, so no one replied to him. He whistled nonchalantly and followed them all the way.

A group of people followed the guide to the stone steps at the back, walked through a terrace, and entered through the open door of the villa. There happened to be a respectable butler waiting for them next to it.

Mo Xiaoqing looked around. The villa was decorated extremely luxuriously, all in the style of European and American castles and palaces.

The male butler came over and bowed slightly to them. He was tall and thin, with slightly gray hair, but very stylish.

"Everyone, please follow me. You can call me Butler Zhang."

The butler asked them to walk inside and came to the spacious restaurant. In the center of the restaurant was a very long dining table. On the table covered with expensive tablecloths were a dazzling array of food and fine wine.

Chen Xinhua rushed out and shouted in a loud voice, "Comrades police officers, don't stand, sit down. I'll go call my dad out now."

"No need to call, how can we not welcome a distinguished guest?" At this time, an old but respectful voice came from the door of the restaurant.

Mo Xiaoqing looked back and saw an old man with gray hair, who was staggering towards her. The old man looked very dignified, although his face. But from the contours of his face and his resolute expression, it can be seen that he is completely different from ordinary men. Mo Xiaoqing guessed that maybe this old man had been a soldier before. Although the old man's weathered eyes had lost their luster, they were still bright and the light they emitted was still sharp.

Behind him followed a small group of people, including men and women, old and young. From their facial features, one could tell that they looked similar.