Chapter 3 You're a Dead Star
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump......
In the cubicle of the shooting range of the training base, he just fired five rounds of guns with both hands wearing headphones on the weekend, but when the target paper was pulled over, the results of the 44 rings on the top made the weekend feel that his marksmanship may not be so bad......
Well, if every prisoner could let him aim for more than thirty seconds before he started to escape, and the distance was all set to within fifteen meters, maybe he could be a sharpshooter on the weekend.
"Good results."
In the next cubicle, a policewoman with headphones around her neck was standing behind Weekend with a bullet box, looking like she had just picked up the bullet casings that had landed next to the cubicle.
After hearing the voice on the weekend, he took off his headphones and looked back, and there was a blonde policewoman standing behind him, this policewoman has the face of a pretty Russian girl and a height of nearly 175CM, except for a pair of roundness on the chest that is not very obvious, in general, it is one of the better ones in the lower sequence of beauties.
"It turns out that Los Angeles isn't all big-boobs-girls." Weekend belly discussion.
"I'm afraid you're the only one in the world who says that, and I'm sure I won't let you see my previous results." On the weekend table were four sheets of target paper, with 17, 21, 25, 23, 34, and 37 rings, and he played a total of seven rounds (five rounds each), the last of which was the best, mainly because after seven rounds he got used to the recoil switch from Colt to Glock 22 to hit 44 rings with long aiming times and no pressure.
After listening to the weekend's words, the policewoman glanced at a few pieces of target paper behind him, and then smiled and said, "Leonova, block 77." ”
"Weekend, Western Branch." He felt that the reason why the other party was attracted to him may be that the result of the last round was too conspicuous, and the important thing is that the beauty did not see her shooting process.
Weekend stretched out his hand when holding the other's hand: "Russian? He tried to change the subject as much as possible, and if he insisted on talking about shooting, he was afraid that he would have to reveal his stuff immediately.
"Ukraine."
"Oh." Weekend nodded: "Didn't your country ban the export of beautiful women recently?" ”
Burst.
The pretty girl with a Russian face was amused by the weekend: "I was born in Los Angeles, and I probably didn't catch up with what you said." ”
"Such a blunt confession that you are a beauty, you are the first one I have ever seen."
"Oh...... You funny guy. Leonova responded with the exclamation that is commonly used by white Americans, as she was amused.
Between the jokes, I think they have a good chat on the weekend, and occasionally make a few jokes and get laughter in response......
"I just transferred to Los Angeles, if you have time in a moment, can you introduce me to this place, how about lunch?"
Leonova lowered her head and said, "I don't know either...... But why don't you wait outside the training base and try it out. ”
This should be a promise, I didn't expect to have the opportunity to contact the Ukrainian Yanmar when I first came to Los Angeles on the weekend, and even if the beauty in front of me is in the lower order camp, it is much better than the one who spent hundreds of dollars on wine in Montek to bring home.
"You say, if I convert to Christianity now, will God tell me your phone number?"
Leonova smiled even more happily: "Are Chinese people so funny? She searched left and right, seemingly looking for a pen and paper.
This chat brought a great deal of confidence to the weekend, it turns out that not all white people are as strict about skin color as Kelly of Montek, perhaps, more often than not, it is a kind of inferiority complex, if you can confidently walk in front of white beauties and talk about it, at least in a friendly environment will not be driven too obviously.
"Week."
In the distance, Adam in a police uniform appeared, and he walked over from a distance calling Zhou's name.
I looked at the fire plan of the training base over the weekend, and there was a shooting range for moving targets in the direction where Adam appeared, and he should have gone there.
"You guys, acquaintance?" Leonova looked at it with surprise.
"What's the problem?" I didn't really understand what this woman meant on the weekend.
"I'm sorry, I have to go back to 77th Street."
She's gone!
When Adam appeared, he turned and walked away.
"Hey, aw......"
"You're such a dead star." Weekend watched Leonova's figure fade away, turned back and said something to Adam.
Adam looked at him suspiciously and said, "I don't understand Chinese, what do you mean?" ”
"I said, why did you come to me?"
Adam tried his best not to look at the bullet casings scattered on the ground in the compartment where he was on the weekend, and he tried not to look at the bullets that were not pressed into the pistol magazine and were scattered on the table: "Can you give me a ride, something happened." ”
"Let's go."
It was clear on the weekend that the police's affairs could not be delayed, even if he had a little complaint about Adam in his heart, but at this juncture, any policeman knew that the overall situation was important.
"Where to go."
All the way out of the training base, after the weekend of filling out the shooting record, returning the gun and bullets, etc., I asked on the way to the parking lot.
"Hotel Cecil."
At that moment, Weekend suddenly turned around and looked at Adam very cautiously: "That legendary cursed hotel? ”
Adam didn't speak, which meant that he never believed in curses.
Cecil Hotel appeared in front of the eyes of the Chinese because of the drowning case of a female student, there are too many unreasonable things in the case, and these unreasonable places have made the whole case confusing, and even the people of the United States have begun to associate with ghosts and gods. In addition, the last place where one of the victims in the famous black dahlia case in the United States appeared was also at the Cecil Hotel, which directly led to the rumors of the hotel's "cursed" becoming more and more widespread, and even many lovers of mysterious events came here to find out.
Interestingly, the surroundings of the Cecil Hotel are not very good, in addition to the above two cases, there have been other cases in this hotel, and a resident who lives near the hotel once said: "The security around the hotel has not been very good, and it is very common to disappear in this neighborhood." ”
That's right, that's what the resident said, who had followed the development of the case in his spare time in the country over the weekend, so he still has relevant memories in his mind.
Woo.
After driving away from the training base on the weekend, he followed the GPS route to the Cecil Hotel, but he couldn't understand why Adam, the patrolman, could receive a report about the Cecil Hotel.
By the time Adam arrived in front of the Cecil Hotel over the weekend, there were already six or seven police cars in front of the hotel, and many police officers in police uniforms were helping to maintain order along the yellow line, while a large number of people were watching in front of the Cecil Hotel.
"YO, Adam, the Homicide Section is on the fourth floor."
The black patrolman shouted at Adam when he maintained order, but Adam didn't mean to thank him at all, got out of the car and walked directly along the hotel gate.
At that moment, Weekend quickly pulled out the car keys and immediately got out of the car and followed Adam closely.
He also wanted to know what was going on in the cursed hotel, which any police officer would be interested in.
Bite.
When the elevator doors opened, Adam ignored the weekend following him into the elevator and pressed the elevator button on the fourth floor.
"Hey, see, Adam has a new follower." A black police officer in a police uniform outside the yellow line said.
"What do you want me to answer you? Good luck to him? ”
The two policemen glanced at each other as they maintained order, and then laughed at the same time, not like a laugh, but a bit like a sarcastic mockery.