Chapter 35: The Lost Walnut
Emotions are contagious, and when Matthew and Chekov sit in the empty office of the homicide section, one of them drooping with an expressionless but constantly rolling eyes to show anxiety, the weekend is almost decadent to the two of them.
Thankfully, at this critical moment, Carl made a phone call.
"Zhou, we found the place where Catherine has always been."
After receiving this call, the mood of the weekend was finally lifted, he didn't expect his old buddy to bring such good news!
With the place where Catherine disappeared, the weekend was equivalent to having chess pieces and chessboards, and he always believed that any scene would leave suggestive evidence, which meant that by this second, he finally had the opportunity to play head-on with Ted. And that's just two hours after that.
It's just that when he turned his head to look at Chekov, the weekend was in trouble.
When Chekov heard the phone ring on the weekend and saw him answer the phone, he probably didn't know what his expression was, and his eyes were staring at him who was eager to know the content of the call, and his mouth was slightly open in anticipation of Catherine's safety, and his facial muscles tensed when he didn't know what he would say after answering the phone...... His face was distorted by the ringing of the phone.
"SIR, I NEED TO TALK TO YOU."
Didn't say anything to Chekov over the weekend, but said it to Matthew.
It's not a matter of proximity or position, he is afraid that he will follow Chekov to the scene after telling the news on the weekend, in case there is blood at the scene and witnesses hear the screams...... He couldn't imagine what would become of Chekov next.
Matthew didn't bother with the FBI's work, and the guys who hadn't been exposed to the previous case were still reorganizing the case, when he heard the weekend. He got up and pointed to the interrogation room and said, "Go there and talk about it." β
The two entered the interrogation room one after the other. Chekov's head writhed as they both moved their bodies. His eyes were still fixed on the interrogation room that had been closed until the door was blocked.
Entering the interrogation room, the weekend whispered: "The Western Branch has called, and they have found out where Catherine is missing. β
"So what are you waiting for?" Matthew's meaning is obvious, the FBI people are here at the moment, even if the forensic department of the homicide department is analyzing the audio information of that video, you can take the FBI people, it doesn't make much difference.
"I had to go when I went to Chekov, I was afraid that something would appear on the scene that he would not be able to accept...... Mr. Deputy Director. You should know that Catherine and the unborn child were his spiritual pillars, and in case blood was found at the scene, I was afraid of ruining Chekov. β
It doesn't matter if you Matthew cares about the weekend, anyway, he cares.
"Give him to me."
Matthew said something that surprised the weekend, he thought that Matthew would let him stay in the homicide section to watch Chekov and personally lead the FBI people to the scene, but he didn't expect it......
Matthew did think about it as he thought about it over the weekend, but if he had made that decision. The next direction of the case can only be seen in the promotion of the FBI, and no amount of keen insight can be used by the police officers who did not go to the scene again and again over the weekend. In order to make Catherine have more hope of being rescued. He had to suppress his worries, forget that he was a father, not think about what the situation might be like at the scene, what kind of treatment his daughter might have, and the only thing he could do was to do his best to increase the hope of solving the case infinitely, even if it was only +1.
"What?"
"I said, give Chekov to me."
Matthew opened the door and shouted out the door, "Chekov, come in." β
Then, I glanced at the weekend and wondered, 'Why aren't you leaving?' βγ
He walked out on the weekend, passing by Chekov without explaining anything, and when he turned back to see Chekov standing in the doorway, looking back at himself pleadingly with a pair of worried eyes that he couldn't understand anything...... Weekend turned around and walked to the conference room. My heart twitched hard.
Touch.
The door to the interrogation room was closed, and after stepping into the memories, he didn't have time to see how neatly the FBI sorted out the case, and said directly to Justin: "The location of Catherine's disappearance has been discovered, my people are analyzing the audio of the video, and I need your forensic department." β
At this time, there will be no personal emotion with anyone in the room, including Justin.
"The forensics department will follow me, and the others will continue to sort it out."
β¦β¦
In the interrogation room, Matthew sat in the place where the prisoners usually sit, and pointed to the chair opposite.
"Sit."
Chekov didn't understand, turned around and looked at the door, as if trying to see through the door to see what was going on outside, only to realize that he didn't see through it at all: "What the hell are you going to do with me?" β
"I was told over the weekend that I found out where Catherine went missing."
Chekov was about to sit down for a pause, and then his half-bent body pulled up: "Then you still called me over?" β
"Or else?"
"You're going to go with the FBI on the weekend?"
"Can you solve a crime better than on a weekend? Or do you know how to find Catherine better than the FBI elite? β
Matthew lowered his tone and said, "Who knows what's on the scene?" Except for God......"
Chekov was silent and sat down slowly.
If Matthew hadn't said these words, Chekov wouldn't have thought about it at all, and now, his heart 'churned', and he felt panicked as if he were out of place.
"Do you understand why I'm staying?" The horse mended.
He didn't dare to go.
Afraid of seeing a puddle of blood on the ground or a few strands of broken hair, he didn't dare to think about what he would look like after seeing these things. And over the weekend, that bastard actually chose to tell such cruel news to a father, a father whose daughter was held hostage.
"Let's talk."
"Just you and me, man and man, face to face."
Chekov rubbed his cheeks vigorously with the two big hands that could slap a person, and snorted several times in a row before he stabilized a little: "I don't want to talk." β
"Then listen to me."
Matthew sorted it out, he didn't know what to say, and when he was following the thoughts in his head, he remembered his prayer just now, and the 'Bible' that he had memorized for a long time appeared in his mind.
"There is a myth in the Old Testament of Genesis that a long, long time ago, human beings were not separated by language, they were incomparably powerful, and they worked together to build a Tower of Babel in a vain attempt to usurp divine power. God did not destroy mankind, but created language, and divided language into different kinds in detail, so that people who learned the same kind became more similar, and at this time, a huge community was divided into countless small groups; Groups that had learned different languages became suspicious, and the conflict that led to suspicion led to war, and the Tower of Babel collapsed. β
"The two of us are like this, I have the authority to be a father and the deputy chief of police, you have your own glory, but we forget that we are two completely different people, differences should be allowed, at least we have a common emotional connection with Catherine, which is love. When we forget this, it's like those people who forget that they want to take away the divine power and get together to be strong, and they take the initiative to choose weakness. β
"Until...... Catherine realized her stupidity only after the accident. β
"Remember what I told you when Catherine first brought you home?"
Chekov nodded: "No matter why Catherine is angry and gives her her favorite walnut, everything will go up in smoke." β
Then Chekov raised his eyes and said, "But you lied to me, I did, and Catherine replied to me that she was no longer a child." β
"Hehe......"
Matthew laughed: "This is the advantage of a father, I have her childhood, can bring back memories, and you, only have her now, you can only talk about things." β
"Did you hate me from that time?"
Chekov thought for a while: "No. β
"From the first time you taught me how to get along with other people. Matthew, you don't know me, you understand the truth that your walnut cake is not valid for me, why don't you understand that your method can't be my method? β
"Just because you can get to where you are through relationships, the way you resist stress, and the way you deal with events doesn't mean I can too, and it doesn't mean I want to."
It felt like a movie that gave Matthew an unexpected ending.
He always considered the help he gave Chekov a gift, and who in the police department wouldn't want to have an iron-fisted father-in-law like himself?
He represents a future, a better salary, and a higher power.
Who doesn't want that?
Can......
When Matthew looked into Chekov's eyes very seriously, he saw firmness and honesty, yes, this bear in front of him didn't want anything that could only be obtained from a higher place, maybe......
"My biggest dream is to gallop through the streets of Los Angeles in civilian clothes and take down all the enemies like in the army."
Matthew understands that when a person doesn't want something, no matter how good you give him, it's not called a gift, it's called a burden.
"I've been dislike you since then."
"I don't like your suit, your shoes, your attitude and the way you feel on top."
"Don't tell me it's an order when you're in love with me, and then tell me it's an order when you're at a good time, I'm not a weekend, how can Iββtell if you're the police chief or Catherine's father? When I first married Catherine, I didn't know if you should call you 'SIR' the moment you stepped into my house. β
Matthew listened to this and said, "S-H-I-T, AM I THAT BAD?" β
Chekov just said in passing: "I just hope Catherine doesn't get so bad." β
At that time, the already heated environment cooled down instantly, and the two men were silent.
It's as if it's back to square one. (To be continued......)