With a few parasols and round tables outside the store in the spring, Gabriel Cafe attracts many customers who like to enjoy a cup of coffee while enjoying the city view, in fact, most LA cafes like to do so, especially in spring and summer.

That's how Charlotte was drawn to it, she loved the feeling of sitting and watching people go about in this busy city, and it would be nice to have some newspaper or information on hand and a macchiato on the table. Of course, don't forget to wear a black gauze skirt, and let the breeze slowly lift the corners of the black gauze skirt at the ankles, revealing calves as white as snow and as smooth as milk.

Now she is like this, but instead of a newspaper in her hand, she has information that has been archived by the FBI for a long time and has not been remembered for a long time.

At this time, on the side of the road across the street, a BMW car parked there was refracted by the sun, and he sat in the car on the weekend like a junior brother, and today he was going to carry out Dr. Johnson's treatment plan, which was to find a woman who interested him to talk to and experience the subtle happiness of contact between men and women.

Knowing Dr. Johnson's good intentions over the weekend, he knows too well the almost uncontrollable joy of a man and the woman he likes when they first get together, and it feels so godly that there is nothing to do, sometimes just sitting together and saying something that neither party even believes in can be dizzying. Or that's what Johnson intended, the mutual attraction between men and women will naturally make people express their emotions, which is much gentler than the treatment of medication and self-control.

Can......

Things that he didn't think were too difficult on the weekend made him struggle repeatedly, after all, it wasn't a date. The lack of traction-sexuality-life-reason-impulsive bravery will make guilt haunt the head and create a kind of timidity that only a little boy can have...... It's like deception with impure intentions.

Touch.

After opening the car door and looking around, I still can't get over the hurdle in my heart. Even if a pair of eyes have already aimed at a temperamental beauty wearing a black gauze skirt under a parasol. Still haven't taken a step forward.

"Excuse me, add me a cup of coffee."

Charlotte didn't look up and stretched her right index finger and middle finger slightly, her hair hanging down her right eye slightly, and the long pendant earrings on her ears reflected another feeling in the short hair that was not covered.

She found this police star called the weekend very interesting, first solved a big case as a small town patrolman, and then transferred to Los Angeles to make unpredictable results one after another, and became a police star, like a guy who was favored by God to even think of it in his dreams.

Just as the corners of Charlotte's mouth rose slightly. With the elusive smile of others, a figure slowly covered her shoulders in the sunlight.

She slowly turned around to take a look, and against the light she just saw the weekend standing there, as if she saw the only darkness under the sun: "Are you always used to appearing so quietly behind other people's backs?" ”

Charlotte didn't show any surprises.

The weekend frowned, and said as if he noticed something: "It depends on the situation, when no one takes my information and looks at it word by word like enjoying the scenery, it won't." ”

"Hmm." Charlotte closed the information and got up slowly, without the embarrassment of being caught at all, the corners of her mouth curved downward to show a smile, as if she was smiling at the weekend's doubts, and stretched out her hand and said, "Officer Zhou." Do you have time, I'd like to talk to you a little bit...... Oh. Tell me about yourself......"

"Charlotte Lambert, we've met, while recording the show."

The weekend found that the woman in front of him had changed, at least it was completely different from when he saw it, he looked at the other party's eyes and held the white hand, shook it slightly and then separated.

"You may be seated." Charlotte said very bluntly: "I went to the police station to look for you, but the person there told me that you were on leave. By the way, they seem to have a problem, and I saw a bunch of unfriendly guys being let out of the police station, and Pablo called the leader, Doko, yes, that's the name. ”

"Don't worry about them, the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau is capable of handling these things." Weekend sat down slowly, watched the waiter refill Charlotte's glass, and turned to leave: "Let's talk about business, why are you holding my information?" ”

This is not an accident, I have not been able to step through the hurdle in my heart on the weekend, and I finally made up my mind to come over and plan to talk to that second, but I found that the other party was holding his own information to taste, and such a psychological gap was almost all expressed on the face in an instant.

"My father gave it to me." Charlotte didn't hide it.

Weekend pointed to the file and said, "Your father has the right to give his daughter the materials in the FBI's internal file bag?" ”

"He has investigated your case and used your case as a case to give lectures, so it can be said that it was my father who gave Joe the confidence to solve the case when Adam was murdered at the Cecil Hotel."

Charlotte Lambert? Criminal psychologist Lambert? Lambert on the Homicide Section report?

Weekend had never imagined that the name was so close to him, and he had used his report to catch Ted himself......

"You said, you went to the police station to look for me, is there something wrong?"

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

The mobile phone on the round table vibrated at this moment, and Charlotte's expression changed to focus on the phone: "Sorry. She picked up her phone and answered the call first.

Weekend watched as the woman became a little more anxious, and finally she suddenly interrupted the other and said, "Hey, Gisti, don't worry, I'll be back right away." After saying this, Charlotte looked up at the weekend and said, "Officer Zhou, can you help send me home, my sister has an accident." ”

The sudden anxiety hung on Charlotte's face, and when the weekend saw this expression, she asked, "What happened?" ”

"Roger is going to kill Castie."

Charlotte's face was cloudy, as if she had said something very ordinary.

"What are you kidding? Are you sure the alarm wouldn't be better? "Weekend couldn't understand Charlotte's expression at all.

Charlotte, who didn't dare to delay for a minute, quickly picked up the handbag on the seat, and at the same time began to take money from the bag with her other hand to pay for the coffee: "Absolutely not." Officer Zhou, didn't you ask me why I was looking for you? I promise, you'll know everything when you get to my house. ”

There was no longing on Charlotte's face, but such a request was simply impossible for the police to refuse, and there was no way to ignore the impending murder scene like a winding weekend: "My car is on the other side." He said.

When the weekend car appeared in front of a detached house two blocks away, he saw some trees planted around him, judging by these trees, the area where they were located should be an area where the middle class gathered. If you see a house surrounded by a bunch of trees and vegetation, and the surrounding scenery is picturesque, it must be the residence of a rich man; If you see houses and trees around and look pleasing to the eye, the occupants of this place should have some money; If you see houses everywhere, no trees, like the Gallagher family in "Shameless," the people living in that place are much worse than the others.

"Right here."

After the car stopped, Charlotte almost opened the door and went straight down, thinking that the situation was critical, he didn't even have time to lock the car, took out his gun and followed the house, when Charlotte took out the key and opened the door lock, the weekend didn't know what kind of world he was going to enter next.

Click.

The second the door lock was twisted by Charlotte and the door was slowly pushed open, the first thing I saw on the weekend was the porch, and Charlotte was already shouting at this time: "Heaty, Roger!" As he walked towards the second floor, a boy appeared at the doorway on the porch, fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Oh, Roger!"

Charlotte exclaimed, as if frightened, "What the hell did you do?" She turned and turned back up the stairs.

Seeing this, the weekend finally understood, no wonder Charlotte didn't answer any of her questions on the way back, such questions really couldn't be answered.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old Roger left hand cuffs were all stained red with blood, and there was a wound on the back of his hand that was almost seven or eight centimeters long to his arm. "Say hello.

Looking at Roger's blood-stained yellow T-shirt over the weekend, and then at his right slippers that were dyed red after dripping with blood, how could I feel that Roger had a stunned energy that no one could move.

“OH-S――H――I――T。” Charlotte ran to the toilet in a bit of a panic and took out a brown bath towel and put it around Roger's hand, while shouting, "Heaty! Where the hell are you!! ”

When the voice fell, Weekend seemed to feel as if someone was touching the gun in his hand, which almost startled him, and the moment he shook his hand to avoid the touch, and turned around and raised his fist, he actually saw the sky at a glance, that is, there was no one in the parallel range of his eyes, and he had to lower his head to see a figure.

There was a little girl standing behind her on the weekend, the little girl was very beautiful, with big eyes, a round face, her hair was thick and wavy, and the white doll gauze skirt on her body and Charlotte's black gauze skirt were simply opposites, even if this little girl was packaged in a gift box now, I am afraid that someone would buy it as a Barbie doll.

"Gisty, are you alright?" Charlotte saw the action of the weekend and found the little girl, and quickly asked.

"Yes, I'm fine." The little girl didn't even raise her head, and her eyes didn't move her eyes like they were on the gun.

Hearing this, Charlotte immediately walked over from Roger, and after carefully examining Histie's body and finding no injuries, she was relieved: "Officer Zhou, can you lend me the car and help me look at these two little guys?" Roger needs to go to the hospital......"

"Hey?" As soon as she uttered an interjection over the weekend, Charlotte interrupted: "I'll be back soon, and don't tell the police about what happened here until then." ”

Airplanes...... Charlotte drove away.

The doll-like Christy didn't move her eyes and asked Weekend, "Can you let me shoot it?" (To be continued.) )