"Zhou, do you like Montek?"

In the black SUV, the weekend sits in the back, and Tony's partner sits in the passenger seat.

"I don't like it, but there are people I like here, and to be honest, the Montek police station gives me a very comfortable feeling."

Tony nodded and responded, "Like Joey?" ”

"As far as I know, yesterday you lived in his house, you and he ......"

The weekend was just chatting with Tony, but he instantly frowned and said, "What the hell do you want to say?" ”

The car slowly drove out of the town and continued onwards to the abandoned factory where the body had been found with Christina over the weekend.

"Don't be nervous, in Italy you find a lot of people with names like Tony and Paulo, and when these people get together, they talk very naturally, they have a common topic, so they can become friends. Zhou, the news that you solved the mutation-state murder case has spread in the industry, and many people are curious about whether you will become the next Li Changyu and turn Texas into the next Connecticut...... SO, I don't mean anything, I just want to be friends with you. ”

The man next to him who rarely spoke with a coffee cup suddenly clicked on the question, and the four words directly lifted this Tony and didn't even have his underwear left: "Political investment." ”

"Hey!"

Tony stretched out his hand angrily and tapped the steering wheel lightly to show his anger: "Do you want me to tell me about you who rescued the suicide and turned around and shot people in the head?" ”

Weekend closed his eyes suddenly, and said secretly in his heart: "Who are these two people?" After being spoofed by them, the unfamiliar atmosphere seems to have faded a lot.

Woo.

The car sped past the abandoned factory and made its way forward.

Further on...... It seems to be a garbage dump.

"Zhou?"

The verbose Italian spoke again: "Why don't you report Christina?" ”

“WHAT？” The sudden shift in the subject made the weekend a bit uncomfortable.

Ugh.

When the car reached the edge of the garbage dump, the banter in the car disappeared without a trace, and the two people in the driver and passenger seats looked back at the weekend at the same time.

"I said, why didn't you report Christina for embezzlement?"

"To tell you the truth, as an FBI agent who was going to be sent to work in Montek, I once called on a qiē resource to investigate what people in this town deserve my attention, at least from the data, you and Drake are the most worthy of my attention, however, Drake is retiring in a few months, so I only have you on my list. I have seen two reports from you and Christina, which document the entire process of the arrest of Hans, and neither of them mentions the stolen money. It's just that your route can't be the first to get in touch with the stolen money, the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the prosecutor have contacted you many times just to find a breakthrough in you, but alas, you have borrowed the power of the entire Montec police station patrol to rule there. Why don't you tell me about this? ”

"Believe me, if you sue me for this, it will only do you good and not harm."

WEEKEND GLARED AND SAID, "EXCUSE-ME?!" ”

Touch.

He opened the car door directly, without saying a word of superfluity, turned his head and walked in the direction of the Montek police station, if he walked back, it was estimated that he would have to walk for a long, long time.

"Hey, aren't you going to say something and leave?" Tony smiled at his partner after getting out of the car over the weekend, then poked his head out the window and shouted.

The weekend moved forward at a very fast pace, and he didn't even look back: "I thought I was here to assist you in your investigation, who knew that you were framing my partner." ”

SUA began to adjust the front of the car outside the garbage dump, and after adjusting the front of the car, the car quickly overtook the weekend and stopped sideways in front of him: "What if I told you that if you sue me, I can transfer you out of this town and make you a real FBI agent?" ”

"You have the talent, you have the professional sense, and you can be like a housewife at the scene of a crime to restore everything to the way it was at the beginning, and even make the case happen again. We admire you, the last time Montec was involved in the severed foot murder, he was already appreciating you, and every one of your reports is in his office, it's not that you can do what the FBI can't do, I swear, the FBI will only do better than you, but you have the potential to get attention. ”

"Lucky boy, do you understand now? We came to Montec not only to look for the drug-to-drug transport line, but also for your future. ”

He didn't know if he wavered over the weekend, all he knew was that his heart was beating fast, so fast that he could hear his own heartbeat on a quiet wilderness road.

“NO……”

There is nothing difficult to say this word, but the most tangled part is that after this word is spoken, an irrepressible regret instantly wells up in my heart.

Christina has nothing to do with herself, she is not a woman who comes home every night and strips naked in bed waiting for her return, there is no sweet talk between them, there are only the most rude swear words, and betraying such a woman does not have to bear any consequences at all except for carrying baggage in her thoughts.

“NO－FUCKING－WAY！”

Weekend said the exact opposite of what he had in mind, and even he didn't understand how the temptation was rejected, and Christina and her unfortunate child never appeared in their own world......

Chaos, the weekend suddenly plunged himself into an irrepressible chaos, but his feet were not messed up at all, he turned around, turned around, and the moment he took the first step towards the car, he did not hesitate to go around the back of the car and continue to walk towards Montek.

Airplanes.

The car's accelerator was blown up, and the SUV swooped back a little, just blocking the weekend.

"One last chance, I'll trade a secret with you."

"He likes Prosecutor Jenny."

The one who rarely spoke spoke again, and directly pointed to the topic.

Tony, an Italian-American, simply admitted, "That's right, I want to chase that hot, and I have to solve the other party's problems before then." As it happens, I can give you a chance to get out of town, and you'll get a friend to support you in your new career, and the environment here will soon have nothing to do with you. ”

"Put your hand where I can see it." Weekend said this by looking Tony in the eye.

"What?" Tony asked suspiciously.

"Mr. Tony, I repeat, put that damn hand on the son of a bitch steering wheel, right now!"

Scold.

On the weekend, he pulled out a gun: "The Montek police are now officially accusing you of violating traffic rules and reversing where you shouldn't be reversing, if you can still understand people, take out your driver's license to me, move slowly, once I realize any danger to me, I will definitely shoot." ”

"Now that you've read my profile, you must know that my marksmanship is terrible, Mr. Tony, now that we're only one meter apart, you have two choices, either, fight back, or, give me your driver's license!"

"Do you want to bet on who's going to die!"