"That's Derek's car."

When the main character who should appear at the end of the day, when the deceased's biological father, the real ruler of Montek, came out of a gray Mercedes Benz, everyone almost felt a chill, and the white tyrant with a black name could be seen walking forward with a twisted brow from far away on the weekend, and if anyone dared to stand in his way, this guy would have pulled out the gun hanging from his waist and killed the other party.

"Kerry." Commando Captain Jimmy called Christina, and then didn't look back at her at all, looked in Drake's direction and said, "You're the most favored one in the game, aren't you?" The Director often calls you BaBY-gIRL. ”

Then he solemnly turned back and said, "Don't you think that at this time, someone has to go over to comfort him?" ”

"By the way, a report on the situation when the body was found."

Christina glanced at Derek with pity, she couldn't think of how this old man should squat down when he saw his son's corpse with a big belly, at such a moment, someone should give him a hug, this is human nature.

"Ahem, ahem."

He coughed heavily twice over the weekend, and he didn't think Christina was innocent anymore, stupid, stupid.

When is this?

The son of the boss at the top of the chain of command of the police system in Montek Town was killed, and now Drake is afraid that he has a cannibalistic heart, and even the commando captain does not dare to lean forward lightly, didn't you Christina walk over and stand under the thunder with a huge magnet when the thunder and lightning hit, waiting to be hacked?

"Christina, my colleagues from the Forensic Bureau asked us to help us get some evidence number plates and put them at the traces of the scene, saying that this would be convenient for the crime investigation for a while." Christina was stopped over the weekend, and there was no evidence on the scene that needed to be numbered, if the pair of feet could not be called evidence.

Jimmy Babs glared at Weekend fiercely, and that look could kill.

He said, "I'm sorry sir, we have our job. "He looks down on the villain who is clever and uses others as guns.

“shIT。” He pointed to the weekend with his index finger and turned away, his exasperation like a game of cards.

Christina looked at Jimmy Babs who was leaving, then at the weekend, and asked, "Why are you holding me back?" Don't you think the current Derek ......"

"Shut up." After getting acquainted, he was no longer polite to Christina on the weekend, and said almost helplessly: "Do you think Derek lacks your hug?" An old man who had just died of his son didn't even look at his child's body, and was told in the ear by a policeman still wearing a police uniform about the tragic situation at the scene of the crime. ”

"If you're willing to look at a white man in a rage who is angry at you for no reason, go!"

When Christina, who finally understood, turned around and looked for Jimmy Babs with her eyes, she couldn't even catch the figure of this grandson: "Damn, why did Jimmy hurt me?" ”

With Jimmy Babs information in mind, he casually said on the weekend: "Shit-like Irish descendants left his original head within eight months of being transferred to the commando, this kid has been a celebrity in the eyes of Drake since he joined the commando team and became the captain of the commando, or the person with the most promising chance of becoming the next deputy commissioner, how do you think this qiē came about?" ”

Speaking of which, Weekend shook his head and said, "No, you are destined to not be able to sort this out, Kerry, you are not very suitable to be a police officer." ”

“whaT？” Christina asked.

He didn't answer on the weekend, and said to himself: "I mean, it's not that you can be a policeman if you want to be a hero." ”

"Ah!!!!!h

A roar came from the crime scene in the factory, and the shout was heartbreaking.

Empty!

Touch!

The next few loud noises seemed like someone was frantically kicking the walls of the factory, and the sound that did not fit the surrounding environment immediately attracted the attention of every police officer present, and when they saw Drake at the door of the factory building, like a demon with tears in his eyes but holding a steel fork, people remembered hell.

"Everybody listen."

Like a villain, Drake took out a cigarette case from the forensic officer's shirt pocket, lit one for himself, and said to everyone: "In this case, every piece of information must be backed up and sent to my office." ”

"He's been quitting smoking for three years." Here's what Christina saw.

"At least Derek can keep his head cool." This is what I saw over the weekend.

What would a police chief think when he saw his son die so tragically? Anyway, if this person is on the weekend, he will definitely give up the official hat on his head and the police uniform on his body to suppress the ID case, and will never report it to the FBI or the homicide department of the state and city police. At this time, he would call on the police force of the entire police station to investigate frantically, and once the truth came out, he would not greet anyone, and he would find the suspect and shoot him directly.

Drake didn't do that, he didn't press down the case, he just made a copy of the information, neither violating the procedure nor hindering his way to investigate.

On the weekend, this person who has been a criminal police officer for more than ten years and has not been promoted much finally understands how to be an official, anyway, it is not a human being, so he has to be able to suppress the emotional catharsis of pain at a critical moment, and at this time, the person whose brain can not be chaotic is definitely less than the natural male pig's foot who was born with a halo.

The FBI arrived, brought their own on-site identification experts, criminal psychology experts, and had to retell the story with Christina over the weekend about how the body was found, including never finding the informant. Then, the FBI was very cautious and told Drake that the person who reported the crime was likely to be the murderer, and assured Drake that they would find the phone number and find this person and solve the case as quickly as possible.

After dealing with the fact that he did not leave work for the first time on the weekend when he returned to the police station, he used his position to look up the information of Charlie Sterling Bell, that is, Derek Bell's biological son, during which time he found nothing except that Derek's son had been registered for 'prostitution-prostitution bail' four times, and none of the four 'prostitution-prostitution bail' was prosecuted.

Of course, during this time, there was always a pair of unfriendly eyes watching him.

"You also want to investigate the case of Charlie's murder?"

In the overcrowded police station, a not-so-loud voice came from behind Weekend, and when Weekend looked back, he saw Jimmy Babs.

"Rookie, how did you learn to be like Christina, delusional about becoming a hero? Yes! ”

He raised his voice, and the TT Gang and all the cops in the police station heard, "Hey, guys, our rookie wants to catch that pervert who chopped off people's feet." ”

Rumble.

There was a burst of laughter from the police station, and in the eyes of this group of policemen, this kind of case was not qualified to be solved by Jimmy, let alone his weekend.

"Listen, you have to learn how to be a police officer before you can solve a crime." Jimmy particularly annoyed to step on the power button under the weekend desk, and pressed it a little harder, and a 'click' sounded out, and the weekend's computer entered a black screen state after the power was off: "Sorry, I put my foot in the wrong place, like you said something you shouldn't have said when you shouldn't have spoken." ”

Jimmy is gone.

Knowing that he was being targeted by Jimmy at the weekend, this grandson must have been sprayed crazy by the tyrant in the chief's office on the second floor of the police station just now.

However, a qiē all appear ...... So naïve.

Jimmy Babs's little revenge is childish in the eyes of the weekend like a kindergartner's cold war over a lollipop, which can create a little pressure at most, and that's it.

Yes, people with a very low aQ in this world will become idiots under pressure, but Jimmy Babs has made a wrong judgment at the moment, lacking everything on weekends, and more than ten years of criminal police experience makes him the only one who has no shortage of reverse quotient.

"Hey, why did you turn off the computer?" Cristina walked over with a bunch of essays: "I know, you must be planning to take the opportunity to slip away again and get off work on time." soRRY, you don't have a chance this time, Drake personally ordered that all the police officers work overtime today, and he signed the overtime pay list. ”

"Investigating his son's case?"

"No, the matter of the TT gang is over quickly, those who can be prosecuted will be prosecuted, and those who can't be prosecuted will find their families to get bail, in short, before dawn tomorrow, kick all the gangsters out of the police station, whoever has not ended the case, Derek will kick whoever to the border to lead the police dog. In other words, these cases in his hands are not all closed, how can Drake have the hands to investigate Charlie's murder. ”

Weekend glanced at Jimmy Babs, who walked into the interrogation room with the TT gangsters on the side, and he knew that Jimmy should be using this group of gangsters to find out the news, and maybe he would use his power to make some criminal prosecution deals with these guys.

"Kerry."

"Huh?" Christina, who was immersed in sorting out the file, replied in a black-specific exclamation.

The weekend said very seriously: "Do you still want to be a hero?" With me. ”

He's going to solve this case, whether it's to make Jimmy's face dull or this perverted murderer has piqued his interest, in short, this case has to be solved, solved with his own hands.

PS: Sorry, emergency, out, just came back.