In the cemetery, the shadows of the trees are shady, and the tombstones of different styles but most of them are standing quietly with a cross, and there are some things written on these tombstones, which may be the description of the deceased's life, or it may just be the nostalgia of the family, but in the scene where the countless tombstones stretch up the hillside, a wordless tablet stands very strangely there. The wordless monument has only one cross, and there is no photograph of the deceased on the cross, like a road sign with nothing written on it.

However, something unexpected happened, a person walked towards this tombstone on the sheep intestine path of the cemetery, and when he approached, he squatted in front of the tombstone without seeing anything outside.

He's Joe, the only person in the FBI who has the skills to call out the number one detective in Los Angeles.

"I'm here to tell you bad news."

Joe didn't look at the tombstone at all, and crouched sideways in front of the tombstone to look at it, with an unchanging pride on his face.

"He's out." Joe paused after saying this.

The tombstone was erected by Joe, who couldn't stand the government's method of disposing of unclaimed bodies being used on Adam, so he paid some money to rent a cemetery in the most remote and lowest-cost part of Los Angeles, which was almost as far away as Pasadena (a small place next to Los Angeles).

"Don't speak?" Joe lowered his head and said, "I'm afraid you don't have anything to say, do you remember the case six years ago?" That's my case! ”

"But when I was at a loss for the killer and had no evidence to prove that he had killed him, you let him out of the FBI interrogation room twice, and you arrested him. The crime is not homicide. ”

Looking up again, Joe still didn't glance at the tombstone, and didn't turn his head even if the sun shone on his face and squinted.

Joe had a problem seven years ago. That year, Los Angeles seemed to be completely shrouded in darkness, nine people died one after another, all of them had their throats cut, but there were no clues at the scene except for blood all over the ground, and even the surrounding road surveillance never found anyone who appeared at the scene of all nine cases.

The case remained unsolved until a full year, six years ago. Qiao put the information of a murderer that gradually surfaced on his desk. But so what? He didn't even have a fingerprint in his hand, and that guy didn't know the nine dead people.

Joe regarded this case as a lifelong shame, and he still remembers it vividly: "Now do you know why I targeted you? ”

Then. The FBI was handling the case alone, and what he didn't expect was that Adam came out at this time, not only detaining the murderer who had been caught twice by the FBI. The crime is still to hide - drugs.

Joe couldn't figure it out. In order to catch this murderer, Joe tried all methods, searched his home, listened to the phone, and even sent someone to follow him covertly 24 hours a day, and when nothing was found, the homicide department, which had nothing to do with the case, swaggered and arrested people, especially the crime...... If this guy had been a poison-addict, Joe should have known about it a long time ago!

Joe inquired afterwards. The Homicide Bureau was following the lead in a case in which Adam took charge of the murderer's vehicle and forcibly examined it. The key point is that the murderer's co-pilot seat blatantly placed a black plastic bag, which contained the drugs that sentenced him to six years!

Those drugs have the fingerprints of the murderer on them......

"I always thought that your madness started after you became a patrol officer from Sha Zhan in the Homicide Bureau more than two years ago, but I didn't expect that you had already tried it once before that. Adam, I'm sure you've found out something, really, I believe you. But you shouldn't do that, after you did this, it made all my efforts for a whole year go to waste, all I need is key evidence to connect all the facts of the case! Joe got up, took off his suit and threw it on the ground, and glanced at the cemetery with no one around, with an angry face.

"You make me feel, you look down on me!"

He pulled off his tie, then took off his shirt, and finally stood shirtless in the cemetery, reaching for the belt of his trousers.

Joe's aging body, which was beginning to sag, was exposed to the air, and beside him was a white cross tombstone that didn't even have a name, the cheapest kind.

"Why do you look down on me?"

"Because you're the number one detective in Los Angeles?"

Qiao spread his hands and said, "Okay, you are the first detective, but you are dead, I can't catch the murderer, but you don't have a chance to catch it." I can also tell you that in the past six years, I have used all my connections to obstruct this guy's parole, because I don't know if I can catch him after he comes out, and I can't be as ruthless as you would rather frame than let go of such a murderer. ”

"Adam, that false accusation was your first step out of the police's framework, and you were investigating that case at the time, right? You're just as helpless as I am, aren't you? Otherwise, you will never gamble on your own glory, or for a case that does not belong to the homicide department at all! He suddenly remembered Adam's obsessive-compulsive disorder, but he didn't say a word about it, and he didn't want to excuse Adam at all.

"You lost your glory and became a patrol officer after being kicked out of the homicide section by Quinn, and at that time, whatever you did would be more logical. A girl who is forced to break her body can break the jar and become a prostitute the next day, let alone a policeman who has no sense of honor? ”

With a roar, Joe was almost hysterical: "And now? He's out, Adam, what now? At that time, the case was out of reach, but he was reading books about natural science every day in the prison library...... I'll be retired the day after tomorrow, who's going to catch him! ”

"You bastard!"

Qiao ran out, and after running around the cemetery barefoot, he walked back panting and put on his clothes one by one, and said intermittently: "I, I don't owe yours." ”

Naked - Ben.

He made his bet.

Syllable.

A science newspaper that had been hidden in the pocket of his suit was thrown by Joe to Adam's grave, and he said, "Don't be too lonely, people like us can't be idle." ”

Joe was gone, and the cemetery was once again in silence, with only the rustling of leaves wafting back and forth in the breeze.

The tomb still stood there, not changed even a little by Joe's words or words, and the science and technology newspaper only lifted its footer slightly in the breeze...... (To be continued......)

PS: Starting Monday, fully resume two chapters a day, well, that's all.