Lance had a bit of a headache right now, for Gordon would always go into a state of imaginary reasoning as if no one was around, muttering something to his mouth, just like he was now.

The few people who were squatting and smoking over there had already raised their heads, of course, it was not ruled out that he and Gordon had 'invaded' their territory, but their eyes were obviously full of bad feelings when they looked at Gordon, such as 'this man is weird'......

"......," Gordon turned, and he looked at the way he came, "what a good place. ”

"Ahem. Lance coughed dryly twice, then reached out and patted his sleeve, then raised his head and showed a slightly shy smile to the group of people here, "I wonder if I can ask you a few questions?"

A few meters away from Lance, a person stood up, the dark blue jumper hid the faces of the people inside in the faint light of the night, and he didn't pinch the ** cigarette.

"Don't you know that you can't come here?" he said, "and what is that guy over there chirping all the time?"

His words seemed to be a signal, and the people who were still squatting just now also stood up, and there was a faint tendency to lean over this side to see the two of them ** surrounded by **.

Lance's smile remained the same, "Looks like this has always been your place?"

The dark blue jumper at the head took a sip, "That's right." ”

Lance touched his pocket and lit up his ID, "FBI agent, please cooperate with the investigation." ”

The few people who had just finished speaking panicked and tried to find a place to run, but Lance and Gordon were standing at the only exit, unless they could open the back door of the hotel.

“...... OK" dropped the cigarette butt on the ground, arms stretched out on his chest, "OK, brother, we're just here to get together." ”

Gordon didn't care about this, he asked directly, "From the 20th to the 23rd of this month, you are all here?"

The leader was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly denied it, "In fact, we were all in the bureau for those days. Speaking of this, he seemed very dissatisfied, "We have always been very peaceful. ”

Lance raised an eyebrow.

"Were there any strangers who were here before the 20th? ”

"Nope. The leader shook his head almost immediately, "Actually, we are not there all the time, we only come here once in a while." ”

Lance listened to what he said, and his eyes swept over the few people present.

Then, when several people saw that they had no intention of stopping them, they each carefully touched them away.

Lance didn't seem to see it, which made the leader seem to be a little bolder, so he walked forward, and after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around, "Is something big wrong?"

Lance didn't answer, but Gordon muttered softly, "What a coincidence, or part of a plan, no, I was able to get those dossier reports, not only do I have a list of evils, but I also have every footprint of the source, I have unparalleled intelligence, I play everyone around, I have compassion, I want to ......"

Lance: "I'm sorry, that's right. He said as he took out his business card and handed it to the man, "This is my business card, if you think of anything later, you can contact me." ”

The man looked back, as if he had some scruples, and waited until everyone else could no longer see his back before turning back, "I know something big is happening, but I don't want to get into trouble." ”

Gordon walked over slowly, bent down and looked at the back door of the hotel, but didn't touch it.

The man's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head again, "I just told the truth, are you really the FBI?"

"Huh~" Lance was happy, "Do you suspect that we are not the ones the FBI was so afraid of just now?"

The man scratched his head, his white fingers moving over his hat, "It's normal to go to the FBI if you're in big trouble, I've heard there's a 'Bloody Batman' in Des Moines......"

"Who did you listen to?" Gordon jerked back.

“...... Those cops, I just accidentally heard them when I was in the bureau. He raised his hand in an attempt to show his innocence, "Besides, you are a new face in Des Moines." ”

"You seem to know a lot of people?" Lance reached out and touched the back of his waist.

"We're all sensitive people, and you smell so different from everyone else. The man laughed dryly, "But you're not the same as the FBI on TV." ”

"Noah. Gordon knocked lightly on the back door, "Go and ask who the key to this door is." He didn't reply, but his voice was a little higher, "We're profilers." ”

"Wow~" The man immediately became excited, "COOL~ Can you tell what I do?"

This time, without waiting for Gordon to speak, Lance grabbed the man's shoulder, with a warm smile on his whole face, "Of course you can~ Not only do I know that your family background is average but you are in urgent need of money recently, I also know that you or you and some people in the hotel are hooking up with each other, maybe I should ask the front desk to find out if the things that are often lost in the hotel should be recalled." ”

The man's body shook and he was about to run forward, but Lance grabbed his shoulder, Lance slammed him and stuck him to the wall next to him, his right leg against his lower back, "I still want to know, who asked you to wait for us here, saying these words~"

Gordon shrugged his shoulders and seemed to have no interest in the back door, he walked over and squinted at the man for a long time before nodding, "Accident." ”

It was an accident indeed.

"I'm going to work overtime tonight. Gordon said as he reached for the phone.

The man struggled twice, and Lance impatiently increased the strength of his leg, causing the man to snort, but he didn't dare to resist anymore.

"Is there anyone a** for tonight's supper?"

"Sure, how about the coffee at the police station?" said Gordon.

The police car soon arrived, and Lance handed over the man to the police, got into Gordon's car and went back to the police station.

After meeting Hooche, Lance complained again about why he wasn't handcuffed.

Al took a cup of coffee and put it on the table, "Your coffee, do you remember how many cups you drank today?"

When Lance heard this, he immediately raised his fingers in front of him and broke them carefully, a little uncertain, "About five cups?"

"It's actually five and a half glasses, and the second one you drank when you first arrived was knocked over halfway through. Red pushed the door in, his hair a little wet.

"Already showered and ready to sleep?" asked Lance.

"No, I'm still sober. Red frowned, "The person caught is ......"

"Idlers around the hotel. Lance picked up his coffee, "Al is so sweet. ”

Al Wei smiled, "Ha, I can sleep soundly with this compliment, although I think it makes me happier that you invite me to eat cake later." ”

"Yes, don't worry. Lance took a sip before continuing, "We met at the back door of the hotel, at first I just thought it was a petty theft, asked him where he was from the 20th to the 23rd, and he immediately replied that it was in the bureau, no matter who it was, it was suspicious to answer too quickly, of course, it was not ruled out that something very memorable happened that day, but I don't think he would find it unforgettable, he still has the time to think about the police conversation." ”

"GOON, DETECTIVE. ”

"Of course, Gordon and I gave them a chance, and the man left himself to emphasize it again, and he mentioned an interesting name. Lance pursed his lips, "'Bloody Batman', Batman is a symbol of justice, but it's almost the same as our suspect if it is twisted, but the secret behind the victim is that we only found out a few hours ago, he listened to the police here from the 20th to the 23rd, so either the police have already found out and come to us to tease us, or he has a problem." ”

Al clapped his hands a few times, "That's good. ”

Red pursed his lips, "I'll go see how Gordon and them are doing." So saying, he got up and opened the door and went out.

"......," Lance tilted his head, "What's wrong with the little doctor, he looks a little unhappy." ”

Al hesitated, "You...... Can't you see that?"

“...... Haven't eaten supper and are in a bad mood?" Lance was a little unsure, seeing Al's round eyes and a 'no joke' expression, he had to raise a hand in surrender, "Okay, okay, but I remember I didn't play tricks on him today, and he shouldn't be angry." ”

"You're ......" Al moved his lips, "...... when you had coffee this afternoon"

"I added too much candy to the coffee I poured him?" Lance frowned slightly, "But the little doctor shouldn't be angry about this." ”

Al, who was interrupted: "......" She took a breath and suddenly stood up, with a somewhat irritable look between her eyebrows, but after a few seconds she scolded in a low voice as if she had suddenly given up something, "Damn it, how could I ......"

After glaring at Lance fiercely, seeing Lance's dazed look, he gritted his teeth and dropped the sentence "I'll go to see how the interrogation went", and then waved his hand and left, and the door to the office was closed as she left.

Lance was the only one left in the office, his gaze wandered the door for a moment, and then he picked up the coffee and blew lightly, a layer of fine white foam on the coffee slowly gathered to the edge of the cup, Lance lowered his head and took a sip, a long sigh of relief.

"Like, I got rid of ......"