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The Detective Bureau's homicide section yawned on the weekend, he was sleepy, he stood at his window all night last night looking at the villa that the real estate developer had not sold, that night, but never saw any figure shaking at the opposite window, that night, the weekend countless times forcibly pressed the mood of climbing over the wall from the backyard, and refused the possibility of being forced to find out by F only 1% of the time. … ≦。 … ≦

He just held back, even if he looked at the villa with an expectant look.

However, the weekend, which was fully immersed in anticipation, was a little less concerned about the Homicide Division, and after Tony personally came to the door to ask for Justin's murder and Connors refused, the two of them could argue in the Homicide Bureau's public office area as if they didn't see anything on the weekend, because his heart wasn't here.

"I don't care if you're Connors or Quinn, this case must be handed over to us!"

Tony's hands were on the waist of the suit, and the whole person leaned forward, and the unceremonious words between words were like rushing over to bite someone if they didn't agree with each other.

Connors pouted, foaming at the mouth as he spoke, and stood in front of Tony and said without giving an inch: "Merger? Are you kidding? On what basis do you say that the case is merged? According to the characteristics of your murder case, Justin did not receive any remittances during his lifetime, and there were no yellow eels in his body after his death, except that his hands and feet were tied with cord straps in the same way that the victims were restrained in other cases, even the place of death was different, and Justin did not die in his own home! ”

"Could it be that when you were forced to receive training, the instructor taught you to investigate cases like this? Two completely different cases are said to be merged? ”

Tony, who sneered at each other, spoke even more badly: "Who the hell won't investigate the case?" The murderer obviously crossed the existing model, and changed the way of stuffing the yellow eel into the deceased's abdomen along the lower body to gamble with his own life, and defeated the deceased physically and psychologically at the same time to complete the sense of achievement, as for remittances, in previous cases, those remittances were to determine whether the police officers who appeared in the media had a tendency to become black police, and since Wood, there has been no remittance in the bank account of the murdered black police, and Justin has been publicized by the media as a sinner who has become a forced sinner, does this still need to be identified? ”

"Tony!"

Connors roared angrily, and then his voice fell back down after suddenly raising a few pitches. The whole person breathed as if he was about to explode completely, and said: "Listen to me, I'm not Quinn's waste, and I will never allow the case in the hands of the homicide department to be snatched away by anyone casually, starting today." Homicides in Los Angeles belong to the Homicide Division, and homicides in the suburbs to other cities belong to the state police. Yes, go to the chief of police to sign it, didn't you prosecute Chekov because he was not standardized in his handling methods? I'm so sorry. I'm doing this according to the rules of the police department now! ”

"Connors, what's the point of pinching a case you can't solve at all??!!"

"Can't be broken? You should check my solving rate in Las Vegas! ”

"Really? According to you, the person who deduced the course of the crime on this report should be you, not the weekend! ”

Scold.

Weekend stood up in the midst of Tony and Connors' arguments, with a happy smile on his face, in the midst of everyone's attention......

Connors turned his head to look at him with a faint expression of confidence, he felt that this was going to be a slap in the face over the weekend, anyway, he was also a homicide officer and a police officer, no matter how infighting was in this situation. When encountering foreign enemies, we should all stand on the same front.

Tony also looked at the weekend, but he thought to himself, "What is this kid going to do?" Wouldn't it be, and you're going to have to give yourself a ticket again, right? He's no longer a patrolman, so he shouldn't have the ......power to issue a ticket."

But on the weekend, under everyone's attention, he walked to the elevator and passed by this pair of living treasures full of gunpowder.

Bite.

The moment the elevator door closed, everyone in the room didn't understand what this guy meant, but the weekend was already happy.

He figured it out!

It was feasible to change the car to find Yoda, after all, it was his car that the F forced was staring at, and as long as the seven-seater SUV didn't drive out of the police department's parking lot, it might not alarm the F force. As long as you go fast and come back quickly, maybe you can come back before you react, as long as you ...... Maybe...... As long as...... Maybe......

I couldn't help it on the weekend, and the feeling of love that only belongs to young people appeared in his heart. Hundreds of claws scratched their hearts as if they were impulsive, and in an adult world, the police detective who should have been calm to the extreme lost his patience.

Bite.

When the elevator door opened in the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Section, the weekend walked up to the elder Karl, who was fighting on his desk against a pile of papers from the Siberian company, who had to completely nail the Siberian company to the pillar of shame of the 'gangsters' before Chekov's case went to trial.

"Carl, car keys."

Carl glanced up. Seeing that the weekend was quite surprised to stand in front of his desk, he reached out and handed over the car keys on the desk without hesitation, and asked by the way, "Where is your car?" ”

The weekend after getting the car keys turned around and left, not answering at all, and even his breathing began to become rapid after entering the elevator, and the heartbeat in his chest kept accelerating.

In the parking lot, when I drove Carl's car out of the police station on the weekend, I found that the two guys in the SUV were chatting, and the dancing gesture should be quite hot, and I didn't care at all about this model, the color was completely different from the SUV on the weekend.

In fact, he didn't know what to say when he went to see Yoda on the weekend, and he didn't know if he had to say it after seeing Yoda, but the accelerator under his feet was getting deeper and deeper, and his eyes were staring at the distance between himself and Yoda, wishing that there was some means of transportation that could cross this qiē in the blink of an eye.

When we finally arrived in front of the villa, the roaring car slid forward on the road as if it were tired and paralyzed, until the weekend brakes directly stopped the car that had not been turned off and was only in neutral gear.

Ugh.

The car stopped, and he forgot to lock the car on the weekend when he pulled out the key, and after getting out of the car, he trotted all the way to the villa that did not belong to him, and then checked the windows of the villa one by one.

Touch.

When he opened an unlocked window in the villa and jumped into the house on the weekend, he saw a room that had not been renovated in any way: "Yoda! ”

He shouted, searched around with his eyes, took a cursory glance at the dining room, and then hurried to another room.

There was no first floor, and during the weekend, he did not hesitate to climb up the stairs to the second floor, and the moment he appeared in the corridor on the second floor......

"Don't move!"

The black muzzle of the gun ricocheted out of the innermost room, and then, with the gunman and the white arm slowly appearing, Yoda slowly stepped out of the doorless door frame in anticipation of the weekend.

At that moment, the four eyes were facing each other, like two hearts that were unwilling to express their hearts in words collided together, and the two could see the surprise in each other's eyes after their appearance, and the surprise of the other party's expression, and they could also see the shyness that was still holding back and delighted in the subtlety.

This was the first time Yoda had seen Yoda's shyness over the weekend, and like many girls, she lowered her head, choosing to use her left hand to ruffle her long hair in front of her ear, and then pin it behind her ear; This is also the first time I have seen Yoda's red face over the weekend, even if it is difficult to see the ruddy face of the white man that represents the beauty of the East, but the change in skin color is still remembered in the weekend's heart.

At this time, what should be said......

At this time, the heroes and heroines in American dramas will always say something......

At this time, old Frank in "Shameless" would always say stinking and shameless words such as 'You are my moon, you are my sunshine...... Anything that would make it happen could pop out of his mouth.

There was nothing to say about the weekend.

Because before that, he was only hoping to get news from Yoda.

He couldn't speak, but he wasn't stupid, and he walked over and strode forward under Yoda's slightly nervous gaze. He could see that Yoda's eyes were only nervous and unguarded, and the other party was completely in a feeling of being overwhelmed in the process of moving forward, but he did not express any intention of refusal.

Weekend didn't care about the gun in Yoda's hand, didn't open his arms to hug Yoda, he approached the woman, reached out and gently cupped her face, then lowered his head as slowly as he could, kissed the other on the lips, and tapped it.

This kiss, the two lips seemed to fuse together, and at the moment of separation, the stickiness between the skin and flesh slowly separated, Yoda lowered his head and said with a smile to hide his mental activity: "Hey......"

She just remembered to say hello.

Holding Yoda's face, Weekend looked down at the other's eyes as he avoided his gaze and responded, "I hear you." ”

Yoda seemed to have forgotten the conversation they had and looked up at the weekend question, "What?" ”

"Gunshots in the bar."

Weekend laughed, Yoda laughed too, the meaning of this sentence only the two of them understood, just like when chatting with Yoda in the mental hospital on the weekend, it was as if entering a world that only the two of them could understand.

The gunshots, not the guns, were the words Yoda told him when she was away for the weekend, and she said, "He'll hear you." ”

Bowing his head again, he kissed again, this time the kiss was deeper, and he changed very quickly from holding each other's face to the posture of the landlord's waist, as if he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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