Graney Franklin was watching television at home, drinking beer as he watched a TV report about Tommy's killer.

"Now that the FBI has stepped in to investigate, there was another attack in the afternoon, and there is news that this is the biggest failure of the Tommy killer......"

Grani's hands trembled uncontrollably, and he pinched the can until it was deformed, and the beer overflowed.

How can it be a failure, how can it be a failure, this case was not committed by him at all, damn the police, he can't even see this! What kind of FBI? Sure enough, it's already stupid! A bunch of shit!

Grani was already angry, and he stood up and prepared to go out.

He's going to call these fools and defend his dignity and reputation!

As soon as he stood up, the door was kicked open, and he saw a group of men dressed in FBI letters enter his room with guns raised.

"FBI! Granny Franklin, you're arrested!" Morgan held his gun steadily, aiming it at Granny's head.

A smile that was incomprehensible to ordinary people suddenly appeared on Grani's slightly distorted face, "You've found me......"

Lance and the others also entered the room immediately, Morgan slowly approached Grani with a gun, but Grani seemed to be frozen, looking at the door motionlessly, Lance glanced slightly, it was the lady who opened the door for them.

The lady's eyes were full of incredulity, and her lips were trembling, "God, I shouldn't have let you in, I thought ......"

"You're doing a good job, ma'am. Al took a step back and whispered a reassuring sigh.

"No!" the lady shook her head suddenly, "you must have caught the wrong man! Why did you arrest him?!"

“...... Lady. Al had no choice but to take a few steps back, retract the gun from his waist, and reach out to hold the woman's shoulder, trying to get the person out of here.

"I'm the Tommy killer out there!" Grani suddenly shouted, his voice unabashedly proud.

"How is that possible!" the lady shook off Al's hand and tried to rush in, but was immediately stopped.

"Now is not the time to catch up, Graney Franklin, you have been arrested, immediately throw away your weapon, then raise your hands and kneel with your head bowed. Morgan is still in that tone.

Grani didn't move, still standing there.

"He can't kill someone, he's so cowardly, he doesn't even dare to say anything when I yell at him, this kind of person doesn't even dare to kill himself, how can he kill someone!!" the lady screamed.

Lance would love to put the leftover apple pie from the landlady's yesterday into the lady's mouth, and although she could hear that she was helping Grani, it didn't sound right!

Sure enough, Grani's face changed, and he touched his back decisively, and all the FBIs immediately tensed up, took their guns, and Al and another team member almost forced the lady to go downstairs.

The corners of Grani's mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately put the gun to his throat, "Bring her up! I'm not a coward!"

"Well" Gordon took a step forward.

Grani immediately glared at him warily.

"Actually, you've done so much, it's already pretty good. Gordon didn't seem to see his expression, "No matter what she thinks of you, you're already a successful serial killer, and a lot of people already know about you." ”

"Yes, but ......"

Lance pouted, "I want to be fair." ”

Grani looked at him again.

Lance tilted his head, "To put it mildly, women are basically a little duplicitous, in fact, many women don't want men to be stronger than themselves, I saw that the lady just now must be pressing you on the top of your life, oh my God, this feeling must be terrible." ”

"You...... You know?"

"Of course, I have such a landlady, but she always likes to take credit for what I have done so that she can show off to her neighbors. Lance pouted, "Think about it, if you die now, oh~ I mean, you have a lot of fans now, you know? If you die, the person those fans are looking for is not you, but the lady just now, I really can't imagine, what if that lady makes up nonsense, she doesn't even know you now, she may also say something that she can control you strictly, and then your killing methods are all hinted at by her, oh~." Will your fans be disappointed and then they will feel that lady is the one they should look up to?"

"No!

Gordon took over, "Why not, you must know that we will keep all the files of serial killers like you, except for some writers who will go to the prison to see you, listen to your dictation of your life and help you write biographies, others only see these cases, by the way, we haven't even revealed the methods and patterns to the public, you see this afternoon's case they still think you did it." ”

Grani's hands were already shaking.

"In this way, your fans will only have to verify the lady just now, after all, she is the person who lives with you and is close to you, and I can already imagine what she looked like when she was surrounded by your fans** and asked her to tell you about your deeds. ”

"No! she can't take it away!

"Now, throw away your weapons, raise your hands, and get on your knees!"

"You promise, make sure that I'm in prison and that the whole world will know about it, and that someone will come and interview me!" said Grani, his eyes red, and he hissed.

"ipromise," Gordon nodded.

Grani immediately threw away the pistol, and with a satisfied smile on his face, he knelt on the carpet, and Gordon approached with the gun, then grabbed his arm and pulled him back, handcuffing him up.

Lance was holding his stomach and getting into the car, and next to him sat Red, the kid didn't know what he was thinking, and his deep eyes were looking straight out the window.

Lance tried to look out the window, and there was a beautiful night scene except for the street lamp, so he shrank back and carefully rubbed his stomach.

"Hey, Lance, you're looking good!" Morgan was driving, but that didn't stop the handsome black guy from spitting out compliments.

Lance was stunned, huh?

"Well, thank you. ”

"What's wrong with you, are you not feeling well?" Red finally came to his senses, and knew something was wrong when he saw Lance's appearance.

Lance bit his lip and raised his head, and a pair of black eyes stared at Red, "Doctor...... When are we eating, I'm starving. ”

“......”

“......”

In the end, Lance ate a chocolate candy sponsored by Morgan.

Generally speaking, having an FBI BAU to assist the local police in solving the case is conducive to speeding up the process of solving the case, but it is still very, very rare to have a plot like this where the serial killer comes in the morning and arrests the serial killer at night, but in any case, the case is solved.

They had already booked a hotel before they arrived, the case was solved, everyone was tired, and it would be inhumane to have to fly back so late, so Hooge decided to let everyone stay in San Diego for one night.

When he got the news that he could go to dinner, Lance almost got up from the ground, his hungry little eyes blinking, and he couldn't bear to see * and Al.

"It's time to eat Chinese food tonight. * Turning, "I just inquired, and there's one around here." ”

Lance's eyes lit up instantly, "Eat!"

Red pursed the corners of his lips, "I remember you had been drinking coffee all afternoon. ”

Lance nodded, "Yes." ”

"Then why are you still so hungry?"

"Coffee doesn't matter if it's full. Lance thought for a moment, "The San Diego Police Department's coffee is even worse than the culture department's. ”

Then you still drink so much.

Without further ado, the group soon arrived at the Chinese restaurant very close to the police station, this restaurant is owned by a Chinese, and being able to open such a shop here shows that this Chinese owner is still very methodical.

Lance looked at the English menu handed over by the waiter with a stern face, how awkward it looked.

*Kindly reminded, "What does Lance want to eat? There are rice as the staple food of country Z and some meat that is cooked in a strange way." ”

"......" Lance glanced at her, was silent for a moment, and then, "What did you order?"

Morgan laughed, "Pasta, there are others." ”

Lance nodded, "I don't really understand the menu, you can order the same for me." ”

* Handing the menu to the waiter, the waiter's brother smiled and showed two small tiger teeth, turned around and shouted in Chinese, "Master Zhang!

Lance: "......"

I was so moved, I was about to cry, San Diego in country A was able to hear such an authentic way of reporting in country Z, it was too sensational and tear-jerking.

Before Lance finished drinking the third glass of water, the noodles came up, hugged the bowl, Lance didn't care about other people's eyes at all, picked up the chopsticks at hand, stirred the noodles in the bowl, and then picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth.

The movement is fluid, and there is no sense of stagnation.

"......" Rhett's hand holding the chopsticks shook a little, why couldn't he hold the slippery noodles, and the sound of someone eating was in his ears, how to listen to it feel a little unpleasant.

Lance snatched his head out of the bowl and looked at Red as he struggled with chopsticks.

Red glanced up at him as well.

Lance blinked, swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and then looked at the others, who were all eating as if they hadn't noticed what was going on, so Lance grinned and continued to bury his head in the bowl.

“......”

“......”