"Some people are mediocre because they have limited qualifications, like Ottoman, while some people are mediocre because of objective conditions, such as ......"

Holden's words were truncated in the middle of speaking, and Isa, whose entire brain was stuffed with countless "advanced ways of thinking", couldn't keep up with the rhythm -

It's not that Issa isn't good enough, it's that Holden thinks too far ahead. Now Issa is still thinking about the psychological profile of Alpha and Beta, but Horden has advanced to the level of inference of Alpha's identity.

"Like what?" Issa asked, choosing the simplest and most direct way.

The tail of Hodden's eyebrows twitched slightly, "Captain Issa, for example." ”

Issa didn't know why.

Haddon explains, "You're the expert on how women survive in the vigilantes. "I mean, for example, gender, origin, race, these unchangeable objective conditions may prevent you from performing in the vigilantes. ”

The so-called mediocrity is real mediocrity, and the other is obscured.

Undoubtedly, Issa was the most vocal, and with a little light, she finally understood, but when she woke up, she looked at Hoden with shocked eyes:

Is he really only seventeen?

Hodden seemed to be able to detect the inquiry in Isa's eyes, but he didn't panic, slowly raised his gaze, and took the initiative to meet Isa's look, "Squadron Leader Isa, be careful, your eyes are the windows of your soul, don't reveal your true thoughts in your heart." You are also the object of observation as well as the object of observation. ”

The words of understatement sent waves through Isa's mind, and she subconsciously lowered her eyelids to disguise it: she had not forgotten who she was up against.

But before her eyes fell on the table, Issa realized her dodge and retreat, and immediately raised her eyes, and then saw Holden's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint light flickered in the depths of her pupils, and she couldn't help but laugh dumbly, for her embarrassment and embarrassment:

It should be the first time that such a sense of difficulty has been hindered everywhere.

"Someone said, are you actually a jerk?" the corners of Isa's mouth furrowed, a little incredulous: she really thought of Hoden as an equal.

"You're the first. But I believe that you are not the last. Holden's expression still didn't change much, and he said nonchalantly.

Issa's eyes were full of smiles, "Ha, such a flamboyant tongue, it doesn't look like seventeen years old at all, if it's forty-seven years old, it's almost the same." ”

But the joke was only a joke, and Issa then reinstated her profession, "According to you, we should now reorient our investigation: those vigilantes who are capable but depressed and forced to retire?"

"Or an active duty vigilante who once joined the army and later joined the security corps, but for some inexplicable reason, he was not able to get the opportunity to be promoted to sheriff. Hodden added, "Also, which school was Osman a security guard at before? ”

Issa bowed her head in agreement, then let out a long breath, "Tonight is going to be a very, very long night. ”

"Do you need my help?" said Hoden.

Issa hesitated for a moment, but shook her head, "I need to keep a low profile. Leave these matters to me, I have a trustworthy assistant. ”

Holden also did not force it, establishing the network of the security team, and could not be rushed, "Good luck." ”

After determining the clue and direction, Issa was a little eager to try, could not sit still any longer, did not stay too much, and after greeting Nair, he left quickly.

Nair was the first to arrive in Holden's room, peering out of the third-floor window, looking condescendingly at the street:

Issa stepped out of the gate, pulled the hem of her clothes, put on her hat, looked left and right, and walked briskly in the direction of the Eighth Precinct Security Team.

It was not yet nine o'clock, and the "Three Cripples" bar was still bustling, and the people on the street were divided into frames among the intertwined railroad tracks and railings, and then you could see Issa entering the painting from this painting, without slowing down at all because of the noise and bustle of the night, and the not tall figure revealed a sense of fortitude, and the figure that walked quickly disappeared into the depths of the sea of people in a blink of an eye.

"She's a good person. After a long time, Nair said that in the environment of Iwabuchi, there are not many members of the vigilantes who can pursue justice wholeheartedly.

"But a good person doesn't necessarily make a good sheriff. Hoden said meaningfully.

Nair turned his head to look at his brother's immature face, but he didn't say anything after all, "Hoden, stay safe." ”

"I understand. Hodden nodded obediently in agreement, "I'll leave the dishes to you." ”

"No problem. Nair simply agreed, "You can do your homework first." ”

Hodden had forgotten about his homework, and now he was reminded again, and sat down in his chair without love, and then stood up babblingly, "Taste the new sweets from Lady Joanna first! I've tasted some this afternoon, and there are new flavors!"

The streets are still noisy and noisy, and behind every light there is a story that belongs to each family, and happiness and suffering have their own appearance.

The next morning, Hoden curled up under the covers and slept in, and Nair left for work early to prepare bread and eggs for Hoden for breakfast, until there was a knock on his room door.

Although Hodden wanted to continue to be lazy under the covers, he knew that the one standing in the doorway didn't think of anyone but Isa.

So, he got up anyway.

Opening the door of the room, Hodden saw Issa's red eyes, her oily hair and tired look showed that she had not slept all night, but her eyes were still bright, even a little shiny, and it was difficult to hide her excitement, which meant that Issa should have found something.

"Squadron Leader, I thought you wanted me not to get too involved in it. Hodden asked, yawning.

Issa, however, didn't seem to hear at all, "I've found a clue! Randolph Davis! She served in the army for three years, then in the security team for 12 years, and was involved in solving major cases many times, but repeated promotions were denied, one of the reasons for which she was a woman, and now, she has even taken a back seat as a patrol officer, in charge of the campus areas of Wards 7 and 6. ”

The so-called patrol officers are actually still security officers, but their scope of work is mainly focused on maintaining community law and order and traffic order, which can be regarded as a kind of "depreciation". Within the vigilantes, patrolmen are often the lowest link in the biological chain.

Speaking of this, Issa paused slightly, and her whole face lit up, "Moreover, Osman is the school security guard she hired herself!"

The clues were all connected, and more importantly, without Holden's help, Issa was able to locate the most likely suspect on her own. Despite a busy all-night stay, Issa was still in good spirits.

Although Issa didn't answer, Hoden had already gotten an answer, and he didn't even need Issa to send an invitation, so Hoden took the initiative to say, "Give me five minutes to wash up." ”