When Nanzawa heard this, he suddenly remembered 2002 - after he appeared, one person's family also became fragmented. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 He subconsciously clenched his hands, and then said, "But, why did Master Hou harm the second uncle and father?"

"Second Uncle is outspoken, maybe when he offended Wan Guohou? Don't you know, when Hou Ye went to the nursing home for the first time, the second uncle was not polite when he spoke! I was embarrassed to hear it, will Wan Guohou not be angry? As for my father, you know, he has liked amber all his life, maybe when chatting is not speculative, he can't see it, and he definitely doesn't know that other people's faces are wrong!" Tao Baihe knew that what her husband said was very reasonable, but he was angry, and he didn't want to admit that his reasoning was problematic, so he messed up nonsense.

"Bai He, don't your words just prove that Hou Ye is fine?" Nan Zeyu finished speaking and took a sip of coffee. The coffee was unsweetened and milked, and the slightly sour bitterness made him frown. "You have to empathize, if you are the Marquis of Wanguo, who has fine clothes and food all day long, and sits back and relax, will you kill an old man because he doesn't speak well or has a different opinion about Amber?" he shook his head, "To put it mildly, with his net worth, he won't take ordinary people in his eyes at all, so he won't make so much effort to deal with his second uncle and father." If he is not happy, he just doesn't have anything to do with us, and there is no need to make compromises, right? Besides, if the second uncle and father really offended him, why did he invite us to come to the United States to play? You ask yourself, he is very good to us, right?"

Tao Baihe said unconvinced: "You are not him, how can you be so sure?"

"But I'm a police officer. I guess his psychology is a little more accurate than you, right?" Nan Zeyu said calmly, "After Dad's accident, you will be messed up, and everyone looks like a bad person." I am calmer than you, and I naturally look at things more objectively. ”

Tao Baihe was stunned for a while, and suddenly his nose became sour, "You have to be kind to me in the future, you must not bully me, I am the only one left." ”

Nan Zeyu couldn't cry or laugh, "You leapfrog thinking...... I can't keep up with you. ”

Anyway, Tao Baihe finally stopped pestering Wan Guohou to say that Wan Guohou was the murderer, which made Nan Zeyu breathe a little relieved.

And Bobby is hiding in the men's bathroom and smoking at the moment. Jim informed him that someone was waiting for him in his office, but he was in no hurry to get back to meet the man.

"Who else could it be? It must be the captain, who came to persuade me to retire early. Bobby thought sullenly, "Isn't it just the wrong person once, is it necessary to hold on like this?"

He smoked a cigarette in one go, and only then did he calm down his irritability a little.

After smoking, Bobby walked out of the private room. He put his hand under the sensor faucet and mechanically washed his hands.

"Are you smoking Yunston?" a voice sounded behind him.

Bobby turned his head and saw a gray-haired man in civilian clothes. The latter was about his age, but he was well-proportioned and athletic, and it was obvious that he exercised regularly.

"An old policeman in civilian clothes, maybe a civilian. Bobby was quick to draw conclusions. He shook his hands, "Yes." ”

"I've been quitting smoking for 10 years, but I still smell it. The gray-haired man grinned and gave a friendly smile.

"Then why quit?" said Bobby, teasing maliciously, and then walked over to the dryer and held out his hand. "Which branch are you from?"

The gray-haired man didn't answer, but looked at Bobby's collar with some curiosity, "Squadron leader?"

Bobby shrugged, "Retreat." ”

"Sounds like you don't want to quit?"

The gray-haired man's words made Bobby a little displeased, and he was about to fight back, but the gray-haired man spoke again, "Don't mind, I'm just a little envious." The gray-haired man pulled two pieces of paper out of the tissue box, wiped his hands, and tossed them into the recyclable bin.

Bobby watched the gray-haired man walk out the door, and couldn't help but blurt out, "If you want to say envy, it should be me who envy you who sit in the office, right? ”

The gray-haired man paused and walked away.

Bobby was inexplicably irritable. He habitually wanted to smoke, but remembered that he had just finished smoking one, and he dismissed the idea. "Forget it. He said to himself, "Nasty ghosts are everywhere, and if you think about them, you will be tired to death." Although he vaguely felt that the man's face looked familiar, he decided not to search his "memory bank", "These nasty faces all look similar. He comforted himself.

Bobby walked unhurriedly to his office, hoping that the captain had waited impatiently and left, but as soon as he reached the hallway outside the office, he sensed that something was wrong.

At a glance, he saw two old men in the office: one was his boss, Peters, the captain of the 6th inning, and the other was the gray-haired man he had just met in the toilet. At this moment, the latter was looking at him through the glass door with a meaningful expression.

"Hell, I remember this face. Bobby thought to himself, and then "whew" open the heavy glass door that was a little older. Peters immediately strode up to him, "We've been waiting for you for a long time, and you're busy today?"

Bobby snapped the bullet and said, "I think, yes." ”

"I'm not going around in circles. Peters glanced at the gray-haired man, then said to Bobby, "This is Director Brighton." With that, he walked to the door and closed the blinds on the glass wall.

Bobby nodded, he hesitated, but saluted.

"Looks like you recognize me. Brighton laughed and said, "I thought you were joking with me. ”

"Am I missing something?" asked Peters, surprised.

"Nothing. Bobby hurriedly said, "But if you want me to retire, I don't have to send the NYPD commissioner, right?"

"What are you talking about?" Peters looked at Bobby with the look of a fool, "Who wants you to retire?"

Bobby was tempted to say, "Isn't that you, I've said it twice." But he didn't say anything, just stood upright.

"Bobby, can I call you that?" Brighton said mildly, "I'm here for your case, for the Chinese, to be exact." ”

At this point, Bobby could no longer hide his surprise. "Eye hospital this?" Seeing Brighton nodding, he subconsciously raised his voice again, "This case is complicated?"

"You are in charge of this case, please introduce the situation. Brighton walked over to the wall and admired the bronze medals hanging on the wall.

Bobby gave a succinct account of the case, noting that Brighton never looked back.

"Is there anyone suspicious?" asked Peters, after Bobby finished speaking.

"Not yet. Bobby replied, "Normally, though, we would have named Mr. and Mrs. Nan and the Englishman as subjects who might need to be investigated." ”

Brighton turned, "Go and check on Cha Nan, the British don't have to check it." ”

"Why?" Bobby was overwhelmed by his curiosity, and he never dreamed that the NYPD Superintendent would run into the squadron leader's office in a precinct to discuss the case.

"Isn't it enough that he has a perfect alibi, a witness, and no motive?" Brighton glared at Bobby, his eyes full of unquestionable power.

In fact, he has already taken the initiative to cooperate with the investigation. Peters said, picking up a thick envelope on the table and shaking it twice. "This is the relevant information of the hospital and the surgeon, all of which he provided. He himself is one of the investors in the hospital. ”

Bobby suddenly felt a dry throat, he licked his lips, and said slowly, "This may be a trick." ”

"Are you questioning me?" Brighton furrowed.

"No, sir. ”

"Anyway, don't waste any more time, keep an eye on that Minami. If there is a problem, investigate it to the end, and if there is no problem, close the case beautifully. Brighton commanded, "Is the preliminary autopsy report out?"

"Can't be that fast, right?" said Bobby.

Seeing this, Peters hurriedly said, "It should be soon, I called all the forensic doctors in the bureau." With that, he winked at Bobby.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask. Bobby walked briskly to the table, picked up the phone, and dialed an internal number.

A minute later, he put down the phone. "Jim went get it. ”

"What about Nan?" Brighton asked.

"It's still in the interrogation room, and his wife is there. Are you going to interrogate?" Bobby pondered the words so that his tone didn't sound so flattering.

"Do you think he's suspicious?" Brighton replied.

Bobby hesitated for a second and decided to tell the truth. "Most of what he said was true. I felt that he was very composed, and he did not show any panic after the killing, and he did not want to hide it. But considering that he is also a policeman and has a strong psychological quality, we cannot rule out his suspicion. ”

Brighton walked over to Bobby's desk and looked at his swivel chair. "It's time to consider another one, this one doesn't look very good. ”

Bobby pondered the pun and didn't say a word.

"By the way, you said you were retiring, what happened?" Brighton pressed the back of a chair and sat down.

Bobby glanced at Peters, "Let the captain report back to you." ”

Peters couldn't do anything about this subordinate who was older than him, he sighed and reluctantly said, "Bobby was in charge of a child sexual abuse case involving a man named Timothy West. ”

"And then?"

Because the general physical characteristics described by the victim matched Timothy West, and Timothy West had been near the kindergarten, Bobby went to arrest the guy. Peters glanced at the dejected Bobby and said with some reluctance, "But in fact, the victim is too young to remember the specific appearance of the suspect." Later, the DNA test came out, and it was indeed not Timothy West. Bobby immediately apologized, but the guy relentlessly tweeted the incident and found the newspaper. ”

"Timothy West has a history of theft, and he was terrified when I caught him, and I ......," Bobby tightened his lips, "and I shot him in the knee as he ran away. ”

Brighton nodded, "I see. He looked at Peters, "When would Bobby retire under normal circumstances?"

"Think about it. Peters calculated, "Next spring." ”

"Then let's talk about it next spring. Brighton stood up, "I can understand your desire to make this matter less impactful, but you also need to see Bobby's efforts." As for the matter of arresting the wrong person, it should be resolved by the leaders of your sub-bureau, rather than using the police officers concerned as a shield. ”

Brighton's criticism was mild yet harsh, and Peterston felt a little hot in the face, "I see, sir." He whispered, "I'll take care of it." ”

"Bobby, did you start as a regular patrolman?"

"Yes. There was an indescribable pride on Bobby's face, "I used to be in the 5th inning, and it was the 6th inning that poached me over. ”

"5 rounds...... Is it the one in Chinatown?" Seeing Bobby's affirmation, Brighton continued, "Then you must have done a lot of menial and dirty work." He sighed for a moment, and then looked at Peters, "It's not easy to be a policeman!"

"Yes, sir, you're right. Peters responded positively.

"Knock knock. There was a knock on the door, and Bobby hurried to the door.

It was Jim, who was holding a folder in his hand.

"Give it to me. Bobby took the folder and closed the door without saying a word - he didn't want to look back and be asked a bunch of questions about Brighton by the young men.

"Is it an autopsy report?" Brighton's expression became solemn.

"Yes. Bobby said, handing the report to Peters, who in turn respectfully handed it to Brighton.

Brighton flipped through it quickly, and after a few seconds, his face became a little complicated, "Myocardial infarction?"

"What causes a myocardial infarction?" asked Peters.

"It's hard to say, we have also met patients with sudden myocardial infarction in the past, usually with a history of heart disease, but there are many other factors that can also cause this disease. Bobby gradually regained his confidence and spoke more fluently, "Considering the age of the deceased, a sudden heart attack is not uncommon. ”

"To be honest, I don't really want to see cases of older people. Seeing that Brighton's face had softened a little, Peters deliberately joked, "It's not exciting." ”

"Why?" Brighton knew the answer, of course, but he didn't want his subordinates to be too nervous, so he pretended not to understand.

"Because the old man has one foot in the grave. Peters replied, "Handling these kinds of cases makes us feel bored, and the people don't care much." ”

"Not necessarily. Brighton slowly paced up to Bobby, looked at Peters, and withdrew his gaze. "That's it, you still have to investigate the case carefully, I will ask about the progress from time to time, and please do your best. He spoke slowly, as if he wanted to make a strong impression on the listener. "Myocardial infarction is not necessarily a natural death, but may be caused by human factors? ”

"Yes!" shouted the two old policemen together.