There are many kinds of frustration, from failure after a lot of hard work, to the blow you encounter before you can do something, or the moment when you are about to succeed, God's naughty guy suddenly makes trouble, and finally fails. However, the most frustrating aspect of frustration is the comparison that comes from others.

In the middle of the night, the bathroom was foggy, and the water droplets from the shower washed over Julianne's body with a 'whooshing' sound, and a line of water quickly appeared on her body, and then, under the gradual coverage of the hot water, Julianne's body seemed to be shrouded in liquid in the bathroom light.

Julianne is just in her early 30s this year, and she has almost forgotten that she is still a woman, and every day in the company of murderers and corpses, the whole person begins to change from youthful and beautiful to slowly cold, and slowly loses enthusiasm and feeling for the police profession......

Slowly, under the control of Adam's brain, he is no longer enriching himself.

The sound of the water made Julianne fall into her own thoughts, without the gesture of a woman in the shower facing the mirror, Julianne let the water impact in the bathroom with her head down, her long brown hair falling like wet paper, she was very frustrated, and her mind was full of the chatter of the weekend in the conference room while holding her hands against the wall and letting the droplets wash her body.

Today was supposed to be the day she regrouped, the day she was in charge of the homicide bureau and controlled the whole situation, but it turned out to be a joke.

She had to admit that he didn't show off on the weekend, and it was his appearance that stabilized the homicide department, which was about to cause civil unrest...... But she didn't have the slightest sense of gratitude in her heart for helping to break the siege over the weekend, Julianne always felt that her face was hot and radiating heat during the meeting, and she never thought that she was inferior to a patrolman from rural Texas after following Adam for so many years.

Swish.

When Julianne turned off the shower, the spraying droplets stopped, leaving only the hot water that had accumulated on the sprinkler head slowly dripping, and at this moment, Julianne wrapped her hair in another bath towel and walked out of the bathroom like an Arab. Went directly into the living room barefoot and lay on the sofa.

She was tired.

Ever since that bastard of the knight brought back more than 600 books from prison and proudly said, 'All the books registered on Ted's library list are here,' Julianne knew that this was a lot of work, and if it wasn't for the weekend, all the books that were only recorded on the borrowing list had been eliminated once. Except for books related to fire, psychology, and laws and regulations, it is estimated that everyone will have to stay up all night looking for clues today......

It's weekend again.

How could he always stand up so calmly when the Homicide Section was in a situation where it couldn't be broken through? Like the lubricant in the car, the whole department had never been in such a smooth situation before he came to 'assist in the investigation', especially in the period after Adam's death.

When, when, when.

When there was a knock on the door. Julianne got up from the sofa with a lazy and reluctant face, and slowly walked to the door of the house where the curtains had already been drawn: "Who's there?" ”

Julianne remembers that the last time her boyfriend came to her was a year ago, and since then there has been no knock on the door of the house except for the courier knocking on her door......

"Weekend."

Julianne was surprised when this answer appeared, and she couldn't figure out why the weekend was on her doorstep.

Click.

Julianne, who opened the door, saw the weekend in casual clothes and holding at least a dozen books: "What are you?" ”

"Something very important, can you go in and talk about it?"

Hearing the weekend's words, Julianne leaned slightly, and the weekend stepped in directly, putting the book in her hand on the coffee table in the living room. When he turned his head, he found Julianne still standing in the doorway, holding on to the doorknob without any movement.

"Wasn't it time for me to come?" When I asked this sentence on the weekend, I remembered something about etiquette: "I'm sorry, this matter is too important, so I didn't say hello and came to me directly." ”

Chirping......

Click.

Julianne pushed the door as gently as she could, walked back to the living room under the attention of the weekend, sat down slowly next to the weekend, looked at the books on the coffee table and said, "What did you find?" ”

The weekend in front of him was like a shining green light for Julianne, he should have been dazzling, but at that time he could only release a little luster behind the light curtain of Adam, but Adam is now gone, and the weekend at this time began to take on a new stage when he didn't even know it. And off the stage, it was Julianne who was completely compared to the superb performance of the weekend.

She was so frustrated that she couldn't even feel jealousy, because the police profession was unlike any other, no matter who you were or where you came from. If you want to be convinced, you have to speak with your grades. Julianne has no achievements of her own, and looking at the resume of the weekend, the piles and cases can be seen for a long time just by looking at them.

"I found some letters with a callout like '_(underscore)' underneath......"

Before the weekend was over, Julianne interrupted, "Ted wouldn't be so careless. ”

"I thought so too, but I went check anyway. Even if you are sure that there is a 99% chance of nothing. Flip through a random book over the weekend and open the page that has been folded as a bookmark: "See? There are many more of these letters, I tried to combine them, and I can translate them into many meanings, but the most complete ......"

Weekend casually took out a piece of paper in his pocket, the paper was casually folded into very small pieces, and when unfolded, the messy marks and spent monograms on it were densely packed and dazzling: "Here." ”

Julianne followed the place of her finger and saw a small crevice, and in the gap there was a sentence that said, 'It is not an easy matter to wronged me, as long as I am not dead.' ’。

"It's!"

Julianne's eyes widened and she took the piece of paper from Weekend's hand, looked at it carefully, and then opened the books one by one without the weekend's pointers, and looked up the corresponding letters page by page, and the subtitles on these books matched what Weekend had written!

Looking at the other meanings arranged and combined on the piece of paper in his hand, those meanings are either missing some letters to form the corresponding words, or some words that have nothing to do with the case, and this is the only sentence that can make the police pay attention.

"We've been tricked?" Julianne asked, looking at the weekend.

Weekend shook his head and said, "It can't be said that I was ...... tricked."

"Ted must have been premeditated, he knew what he was going to do when he got out of prison, and he knew what the police were going to find." Weekend turned to Julianne and said, "Is there water?" ”

"Yes." Julianne went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of beer and walked out, she didn't care what she wanted for the weekend, she was only more interested in the next development.

The weekend was stunned for a moment, but remembering the habits of the people of the United States, he could only open the lid of the beer with his hand, take a sip and say in a moist throat: "Since Ted knows everything, why did he leave a single letter as a clue in so many books?" Why not circle a few words in a book? It's harder to find, and unless we run into the book directly, like a big deal, we'll have to look for it for a long time. ”

Julianne never considered this problem, and in her worldview, investigating the case is not a hundred thousand whys, but leaving all the intractable problems to Adam to solve. Under these circumstances, the moment she said these things over the weekend, Julianne felt as if she had been taken a notch down......

However, the weekend did not give her time to fall into frustration again, and continued: "I have tried to think about Ted's emotions when he did this, and judging from the fact that Ted was found guilty without appealing, defending, and showing chagrin and frustration when his parole was rejected one after another, he was completely different from normal people's emotions, so do you think this pervert could be smiling while underlining these individual letters?" Perhaps, he was fantasizing about the annoyed and furious expressions of the police when they found these things, and perhaps he himself would be amused by the thought......"

"Zhou?" Julianne jumped out of the case at once, and she felt that everything she had analyzed over the weekend was extremely terrifying: "Now is not the time to joke, the sentence you spelled out cannot be written by a person with a smile on his face anyway." ”

"Of course normal people don't." Weekend didn't think there was anything to reply: "Perverts will treat these as games." ”

"He wiped the necks of nine people without being caught, it is possible that he felt lonely in this situation, have you ever thought that it is very likely that Ted was really wronged in prison? Only if he is wronged, will the excitement in the nerves of the brain be touched, because someone has played with him. ”

“F-U-C-K―YOU！” Julianne looked at the weekend in disbelief, and there was an inscrutable taste in her eyes.

Raising his head suddenly, he couldn't understand why Julianne suddenly burst into a foul mouth. (To be continued.) )