Chapter 55 clean9
But it's nothing, I just feel that something is wrong.
Lance thought that the man was already standing in the clearing, and that the luggage had been endorsed and delivered to the hotel here in the afternoon, and that there was nothing else to worry about.
Red's hair was dry, and the slightly long hair floated to his ears, unbelievably soft.
Ken didn't stay long, just sent them up before leaving.
Lance went to the room and sorted out his luggage, then took off his coat, sat down on the sofa and let out a long sigh, after a while he was still not very calm, so he got up again and rummaged through the pocket of his coat and found a fruit candy and stuffed it into his mouth.
Maybe it's because I ate too much, but the candy has a hint of bitterness.
Lance was stunned, frowning and continuing to swallow the sugar.
After a while, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I hooked the trash can next to me with my foot and spit out the sugar in my mouth.
Outside the window is a beautiful light scene, very charming and beautiful, Lance remembered the events of the day, on the one hand, the progress of the case is really anxious, he still doesn't want to talk to others about his special abilities, and he can't find an excuse to look at the corpse and don't even have a direction to guide him, on the other hand, it's Red, the conscience of heaven and earth is just joking, originally wanted to establish a singing friendship between geniuses and mortals, who knows that for a while, he forgot the innocence of Dr. Jì...... Maybe you won't take it seriously.
It's all Shi Chen's fault (wait!)
Well, it's all the fault that country A is too open! Like meβ‘β‘ two men won't have the idea of wanting each other to have children for themselves!
My head hurt even more, and there was still a Gordon next to Red who didn't speak, so why don't you take the time to talk to Gordon and show that he doesn't have any crooked thoughts about the little doctor......
After thinking about it for a long time, Lance's head swelled, and finally he went to take a shower and climbed into bed.
The next morning, Red still ignored him, Lance got into Hu Qi's car with his face **, Al looked at the person sitting next to him and couldn't help but smash his mouth, "You didn't sleep well last night?"
Lance was stunned for a moment, then touched his face, "Is it so obvious?"
"It's all blue under the eyes. Al gave him a speechless look, "What did you do last night?"
Lance stretched out his hand and rubbed it vigorously under his eyes, and replied seriously, "I'm thinking about life events, chocolate is chasing me in my dreams, I don't know which one to choose, after all, it's not good to eat too much." β
Hooch Al: "......"
"So you fought chocolate in your dreams for a night?"
"Probably. Lance continued to rub his eyes, "I can see that amount that would allow me to open a chocolate factory." β
"Oh~" Al suddenly laughed, "And in the end?"
"I picked a piece of white chocolate, but I don't know why the white chocolate has a dark chocolate filling, and the taste seems to be subtle. Lance shook his head, "Hell, chocolate." β
The noodles in his hands have been solved for the most part, and when he arrived at the police station, Lance slowly ate the rest, and there was a smell of ink in the police station, which I believe is similar everywhere, and Lance met an acquaintance as soon as he entered the door, Jenny Jaya, the female police officer he met yesterday.
She was dressed in a modest way today, but with a little makeup on her face, it was really eye-catching.
"Good morning~Detective~" Jenny walked over and greeted her very well, "How did you sleep last night?"
Lance shook his head, "Good morning cop**, I didn't sleep very well last night." He said it very bluntly.
Jenny was stunned, "Oh, really?"
"Yes. Lance was sure, "Is there anything else?"
"No, no. Jenny replied quickly and left without looking back.
Al raised his eyebrows, "You're really not a gentleman to girls~"
Lance shrugged his shoulders, "I think I've been polite and obvious. β
Al didn't think too much about this issue anymore, just looked at Red next to him, and then looked at the back of Gordon, who had already walked away, and then pulled Lance to continue walking.
Ken had already arrived, was sitting at the table reading the materials, and looked up when he heard the movement of people coming in, and then greeted a few times before lowering his head to continue looking at the materials in his hand, and the rest of the BAU team quickly got into work.
Morgan and * arrived in Gat's hometown in the morning, although they did not sleep comfortably on the plane but had already rested, Ken had contacted the local police, and * also contacted Gatter Arbor's family through the local police, so after getting off the plane and having breakfast, he rushed to the victim's home.
The door was opened to them by a man in his forties, who was very tall and even had a tattoo on his exposed arm.
"Huh?" the man raised an eyebrow, and he could almost smell the stench of wine in his mouth if he was close*.
Morgan and * immediately showed off their work cards.
* held back the hand that touched his nose, "Are you Mr. Aber?" I think we talked on the phone last night. β
Abel blew up his eyes, seemed to react, and then slapped his head, "FBI." β
"Yes. β
Arbor turned sideways to let the two in, and Morgan noticed that he hadn't looked at their documents at all, and the man still didn't look sober, and walked a little crookedly in the house.
"I know you're here to ask Gate. Abel beckoned them to sit down before sighing, and he tried to throw the empty beer cans from the small table in front of the sofa into the trash, "I'm sorry, I'm ...... this time"
"We're sorry. * smiled apologetically, "We want to know a little bit more about Get." β
Abel nodded, "Okay." β
"We found out, no offense, we found out that Getter was once ...... because of QJ"
* was interrupted by Abel before he finished speaking, he looked a little tired, "Yes, yes, it was when Gate's high school days, that little girl was two years younger than him, and he was already in the police station when I got the news. He rubbed his eyebrows, "Uneasy guy, but then we got married in private." β
"Then he went to Des Moines this time, and besides a few of his companions, did anyone else know?" Morgan changed the subject.
"Others?" Abel shook his head again, "No, as far as I know, in fact, he has been much better in recent years, and that case was also because of drugs, I thought that as long as he repented and had a chance, God would not abandon him." β
* Glancing at Morgan, it was clear that they weren't getting the information they were looking for.