Chapter Twenty-Six: One Advance, One Retreat
I have a slight impression of the title of sunshine beauty on the weekend, but this impression generally exists in the TV series I have watched, such as the girl who always brings food to feed stray cats and dogs in TVB TV series; For example, in the American drama, the girl who wears a sportswear, runs in a ponytail in the sun, and smiles at passers-by from time to time. Most of these girls are kind, optimistic, and always face the world with a smile that can light up everyone else.
Sometimes, the weekend once doubted the existence of such a girl, until the moment when he saw it with his own eyes.
He believed.
"Zhou, found that bastard, he's in the wandering area, you should be familiar with that, the name of the restaurant is 'Delicious Tuna'."
After receiving a call from John Johnny, Weekend took Chekov straight to his most familiar neighborhood, and when they saw the huge tuna with the words 'Delicious Tuna' and the bottom underneath the letter, a woman appeared in his eyes.
Her hair was scattered around her cheeks, and her long, slightly curvacated hair glistened in the sunlight as it hung down, like the ripples on the water; There is also the smiling face that does not match the publicity work clothes on her body at all, that sincere smile is stronger than the smile that many restaurants have laughed until they are tired and will feel bored when they see customers coming, I don't know how many times, this smile can make everyone feel her character in a second; She is not like this to earn tips after the meal, she is the kind of optimistic and cheerful women in this world, they laugh because they are happy, and in the end, even if they don't get anything, this positive attitude towards life will never disappear.
If you want to give a score, this woman will be given a 9 on the weekend. Her beauty is above Leonova. Beauty makes men who are used to thinking with their lower bodies willing to look at her and smile. Instead of wanting to jump right into the original program as soon as you saw her.
"Got a crush on that Venezuelan girl?"
Chekov glanced several times in the car as he looked at the weekend, and finally locked on to the target.
"How do you know she's Venezuelan?" So far on the weekend, he could distinguish between Mexicans, Armenians, and British, and anyway, he had come into contact with them in his life, and he could find the characteristics of the opposite, except for the non-Latino Mexicans, who looked too similar.
"Don't you watch beauty pageants? My wife loves to see Miss World Venezuela in every beauty pageant. β
Listening to these words, the weekend seemed to remember the news that I didn't have much impression of, but I could always see in the corners of life. It seems that in recent years, in addition to the chaotic international situation in Venezuela, the only thing that can be seen by the world is the beautiful woman in the beauty pageant, and this kind of woman can often win the championship.
He didn't explain it on the weekend, and it wasn't taboo for men to stare at beautiful women, which made him figure out a key question.
Ted in the restaurant window was sitting in front of her, his eyes were as straight as a weekend, and his attitude was still gentlemanly: "Can you introduce me to your signature dish?" I'm a stranger to Los Angeles now. β
Just from the outside. When Ted doesn't reveal his true colors, he's always extraordinary. Even among a group of people with similar temperaments, Ted can stand out.
"Our tuna here is the best ...... in the wandering area"
On the weekend, she walked into the restaurant with her introduction, and at the moment, she was introducing the food in the store.
"This gentleman only needs human life to make up for his hunger, and food can't satisfy him."
It was the first time the weekend had been so rude, and it had stiffly interrupted the conversation between the gentlemanly Ted and the sunny beauty.
Both of them were attracted to him at the same time, and then Weekend sat down opposite Ted.
Ted looked at Weekend and frowned slightly, his face didn't show anything, but the weekend that had scanned all his interrogations in the homicide section before coming noticed one thing, his face began to grow cold, not relaxed.
"SIR......" The woman said honorifics without understanding what was happening.
Chekov didn't feel any pity for the jade, and directly showed his ID and said: "Police, if you want to report the case, I can help you record the case, but wait until I'm done first." β
Outside the window, the police command car was parked on the side of the road, and behind the car was John Johnny's car, and everyone in the command car was listening to the voices coming from inside the restaurant, and they were hiding there en masse to ensure the safety of the weekend.
Julianne took out her mobile phone in the crowded carriage and dialed Matthew's phone number and said, "SIR, it's been contacted, John is using DV to film the contact with Ted on the weekend, and the bugging device on the weekend can let us hear their conversation clearly." β
In the restaurant, Ted looked at each other with an expressionless coldness, and he never spoke first, even though the atmosphere was a little deadlocked.
The weekend preemptively said: "What? Did I get your idea? β
"Mr. Policeman, which law says you can interrupt my lunchtime?" Ted asked rhetorically, his experience of coming out of the Homicide Section twice had taught him that there were only two ways to deal with the police, either to keep them speechless or to be himself.
Chekov stood next to them dedicatedly, a distance that allowed him to grab Ted by the hair and knock him down the moment he made any sudden move, and Weekend responded: "Of course the law has similar provisions, for example, when the police face a suspicious person who has gradually come back to the surface in the FBI nine serial homicide files and has dinner with other legal citizens, we have the right to ask you some questions, especially since this guy is also sentenced to six years in prison for - possession - drug - crime, During this period, all paroles were denied, and unrepentantly linked to three arson murders. β
These words were not for Ted, but on the weekend he was telling all the guests and staff in the restaurant that this gentleman-looking guy was not a good guy at all.
βWOWβ¦β¦β
Exclamations of exclamation came from the direction of the guests, who had not expected to sit in the same restaurant as such a hateful fellow, even if they could not tell the difference in the realm of crime. Perverted homicides are generally far removed from drugs.
"Now. Am I eligible to disturb you for lunch? β
Ted leaned comfortably back into the back of his chair. Erlang's legs turned his head to look at the Christmas tree in the restaurant, avoiding all the choices that happened in front of himβsexualityβand avoidance.
Weekend called him by his name: "Ted, I suspect that we may be opponents arranged by fate, you have escaped in the investigation of so many masters, but I happened to be in the homicide department at this time ......" He gave a message, that is, your ultimate goal and the goal you want to play have overlapped: "At this time, your case happened to be on my desk again......"
"SIR, I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE SAYING." Ted responded, "I only believe in the law, and the law doesn't try so many cases that I have to do with what you said. Then, I am innocent. On the contrary, if the law convicts me of the crime of possession, drugs, then I am guilty. In addition, I also believe in a truth, no matter who it is, there is no right to frame others, once there is this beginning, the result is often not controllable by anyone, what do you say? β
Ted's expression began to change. It is no longer cold, it has become as comfortable as bathing in the spring breeze. He seems to have found a very opportune moment in the information given over the weekend.
Weekend shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. β
"Not really."
"I've found out a lot of things, and I can reveal a little bit to you." He pointed to the waitress standing next to him with his index finger and said, "Let's start with why you have been soaked in the dark for so many years and have not been destroyed." β
"Anyone like you, like your son Robin......" said Weekend with a hard stab in Ted's wound and a victorious gesture, "it is impossible to satisfy yourself, the release of the killing, the urgency of destroying the evidence will make you feel unprecedented pleasure, you eat yourself one bite at a time to support a fat man, and then, the amount of food you once ate is not enough." Robin, that's how he is, first killed one person, leaving the scene with blood and evidence all over the floor, and then not only continued to kill the second person, but also simply released the other person's blood and transported the body to the second crime scene. β
"You will self-destruct and keep making things more difficult for yourself, all because the first pleasure is not satisfied!"
Weekend turned his head to look at the beautiful woman: "And you, unlike other psychopathic killers, you know that you have to control your appetite, which is why I never understood why Jane married you, when I arrived at your former home, I saw a picture of Jane when she was young, hanging on the wall of the living room, when Jane was also sunny, just like her. β
The woman took two steps back in a panic, as if she already knew what to say next for the weekend.
"Ted, you are using other people's sunlight to warm yourself that has frozen into ice sculptures, you understand your final end, and these people can remind you of the beauty of a normal person, and slightly suppress the demons that keep emerging from the bottom of your heart."
Ted chimed in, "Nonsense. β
He is in control of his emotions better than Robin, and faces everything he says on the weekend with indifference, in order to end the topic at any time, and even chooses to remain silent.
"Then how do you explain that you appeared at the scene of the crime twice in a row and had contact with the deceased?"
Asked again for the weekend.
Ted didn't speak, kept his mouth shut, and didn't show any anger.
In the weekend's calculations, he should at least repeat the words in the police station, it was not the first time that Ted had used words like this coincidentally, and then, the weekend could have used these things to strike him irrefutably.
However, at this time, Ted stopped playing.
He has won the entire homicide department once, and the most difficult thing for people to control is that after winning once, when the same situation reappears, the desire to win and lose when there is a certainty of victory, the desire to win is not very easy to control, and the people who can control this desire to win are often different from normal people.
The atmosphere in the restaurant has changed several times at this moment, and it is impossible to close the net on the weekend when there is no one to answer, so I finally gritted my teeth and answered: "You want to say a coincidence, right?" β
"Coincidentally to the point that a person who has never learned anything about it can say 'the chemical formula of the combustion reaction' in the interrogation room of the homicide department? Coincidentally enough to point to the police, the breakthrough of the whole case is to find the method of committing the crime instead of finding the suspect? β
"I'm telling you, in the world of the police, when two extremely unlikely coincidences occur to the same person, and the whole thing is not a coincidence when there is no helplessness driven by fate."
Ted looked up and said, "Mr. Policeman, are you finished?" I've been told that I don't have an appetite. β
Inside the command car, Julianne, who has only a voice and no pictures, has been pondering a question that she has never been able to figure out since the weekend's repressive accusation of Ted.
"Knight, did you notice that Ted didn't show off the mess this time."
The knight was listening to it with great pleasure, and the smile on the corner of his mouth cracked slightly as if he had sprayed Ted on the spot: "What? β
"Oh." The knight reacted and said, "He can also fool us with that set, Zhou ......"
The knight couldn't continue, when Ted saw Weekend, Weekend was still a patrolman, this guy definitely didn't know how good Weekend's forensics skills were, how could a madman who didn't even pay attention to the homicide department detective and the Los Angeles Police Department forensics department thought that it was a class to say these things in front of the weekend?
Julianne understood: "He's right again!" β
"What's right again?"
"You idiot, Ted said over the weekend that Ted used the sunlight in other people to give his own darkness as a way to control the souls that are constantly degrading to self-destruction!"
The knight rolled his eyes: "Speaking English." β
Julianne ignored him.
In the restaurant, Ted grabbed his English top hat and buckled it to his head, smiled at the weekend, and walked out slowly with a kind of disdain. A fierce smile hung on his face when he saw the figure waving at John at the door to say hello, and then stood and stared at the command car for a few moments before looking back at Zhou Zhou, who was sitting in the restaurant through the glass.
"Come in."
On the weekend, after Ted left, he said a word into the air, and then five people rushed down from the command car at the door, each with a badge on his chest.
"Zhou, you suppressed that bastard without even saying a decent word!" The knight finally came up and praised him.
"I didn't win."
The satisfaction of suppressing Ted at all over the weekend did not show up.
"Why do you say that?" Julianne didn't expect the weekend to give an answer that was completely unsatisfactory to everyone's expectations.
"I know that I have succeeded in provoking Ted, but I can't grasp the extent of angering Ted, it's like if I step on your foot, you're probably just giving me a blank look, if I directly turn into a pervert and touch the parts that shouldn't be touched, you will definitely give me a mouthful, anger level, Ted's level, I can't see it......"
The weekend was even more worried in case he just provoked Ted to the point where he needed to vent and burned another person to death the next day...... (To be continued......)