Chapter Twenty-Nine: You Can See His Growth
"Roger, let's talk."
Weekend let go of all his thoughts, turned around very formally, and looked at the boy sitting in his place at his desk.
Roger was stunned for a moment, then raised his hands and said: "OK, I shouldn't bother you, maybe you think my ideas that have grown up in Lambert's various case files for a long time are naΓ―ve, but that's really my real thoughts." That's all I have to say. β
"Of course not, Roger, what the hell are you thinking?"
I don't know why the other party wanted to go elsewhere for the weekend, blaming Roger's current behavior on the child's adolescent rebellion, he had similar images in his mind, such as those children who were released on bail by their parents after the criminal police team broke into an accident and still had unrepentant quarrels with their parents, and they even blamed their parents for all this, which is very similar to Roger's performance.
Weekend explained: "Do you know what I just saw? I saw a policeman like me, and his excitement shifted with a change of interest, and he began to care less about how wonderful the corpse was, how exhilarating it was to put a life to death, and he wanted to know who the guy he had never met was, because it was much harder than killing someone. β
"Are you sure you want to be here...... Say these? β
Roger's words made the weekend glance left and right, and when no one in the busy public office area paid attention to them, he lowered his voice and said, "Why not?" This is the most intuitive place to let you see what happened to those so-called criminals, but unfortunately Gisti and Gaia are too young, otherwise they should have a deeper experience. β
"Roger. Do you know what you looked like when you cut yourself with a knife? Like a carrot. It's hard. However, if you put it in water and cook it, it will be soft and you don't feel that there is any difficulty in chewing this kind of thing at all, that is your psychology, the hardness before you cook it to deceive yourself and everyone, if these people are deceived by you and don't throw you into boiling water, OK. You escaped, but you know in your heart that one day people will know that boiled carrots are not as strong as they seem; And the night you were about to kill me, you turned into a raw egg, and I didn't dare to fight back at the dinner table, for fear of being touched by someone to touch the fragile you, and then, you also jumped into the boiling water yourself, and the energy of boiling water is your anger, and it is also a deception to make yourself a mature egg, just slightly better than before it was cooked. β
Weekends of conversation. He described a child's performance and corresponding state of mind in the simplest of terms, like an experienced tutor, without using Lambert's data. But the most life-like sentences made people listen to it, at least Roger listened to it.
"What do you want?" Roger, who said this, began to think cautiously, and the words of the weekend seemed to simplify Lambert's reasoning, and he couldn't pass his own level if he wanted to refuse with 'I can't read it, I can't understand it'.
"I want you to be a coffee bean."
There was a kind of resoluteness in the silence of the weekend: "Don't fight against you when you can't change the environment and get other people to adapt to you, I want you to take the initiative to get into the water, without any deception, and then turn this pot of boiling water into coffee." β
You don't know how Weekend was able to express this truth so clearly that it would take decades of life to explain, but I'm afraid no one would stand up and say that his words were incomprehensible.
The moment a coffee bean jumps into the water, it must be unique in the water, and the result? With the integration, it can make the surrounding color the same as itself, and slowly, all the coffee beans are not special, the difference is only in the state of existence, which is the result of minimizing the difference.
Roger didn't continue to speak, he was learning the meaning of the phrase 'the easiest to read is the most shocking', because he had seen the respect that other people had for the weekend in these days at the police department, and he had been thinking about how this man, who was certainly not as tough as Coach Chekov and was knocked down by Yoda's three punches and feet, did all this.
"Hey, man, I now understand why Chekov likes you, it seems that not only are you talented in martial arts and training, but you will also go a long way in becoming a detective."
Hearing this, Roger could understand that the weekend was encouraging him, but he couldn't be sure if he could handle so many relationships like the weekend, and his face slowly showed frustration in a moment of hope.
"What are you thinking?"
When he asked this sentence at the end of the week, he figured it out, and he also questioned it when he first came into this world, and at that time he never thought of himself as a master of dealing with interpersonal relationships: "It doesn't matter what you're thinking. Roger, this is an era of diversity, and in the process of chatting with your classmates, you will find that once someone shows a talent in a certain field, there must be some people who are not convinced and directly change the topic and say, 'How are you in other aspects, such as, what's what?', right?' Such chats you won't forget. What does this mean? It shows that in this era, even measuring the figure of a beautiful woman requires at least three kinds of data to complete, why do those bastards deny your life on your single weakness that is completely irrelevant to them? β
"Week! I'm not even 18 years old! Roger seemed to hear some sensitive words, and said without caring at all: "It's not small, you dare to like Charlotte, don't you?" β
He called the weekend, or called the week, and he didn't feel anything when he heard this sentence on the weekend, but Roger himself was taken aback by himself.
"Young man, not everyone in this world is suitable for motorized roads, otherwise what would you want sidewalks for?"
Did you convince yourself on the weekend?
Roger didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that unlike Lambert who said these things on the weekend, he didn't tell himself 'what you want, how do I want you to be', this man managed to pass through the minefield buried in his own heart, unharmed and without causing any harm to himself, and at the same time, he also sent a little bit of encouragement that was not painful but could change your opinion a little.
He looked at the weekend and picked up the pen again. The other party also jokingly said: "What do you think." Lad. It's time to start working, don't you need to work without a trophy? Again, this is not a Super Bowl scene. β
βOKγβ That effortless diligence will unconsciously start to maintain the continuity of the atmosphere, and you don't want to spoil that sense of ease.
Kissy turned her head to look at Roger when she heard the word, and she finally looked away from the cartoon, as if she couldn't believe that Roger didn't mean anything confrontational when he was talking one day and on the weekend.
Roger spotted Christy's gaze, in fact he was the first to notice himself, and then looked around like a thief to see if anyone else had noticed, when he saw Christy's eyes. Roger returned to his initial tense state, and after agreeing to think about the case with him over the weekend, he slowly got up and said, "I'll go get some water." Then he walked straight to the pantry.
"I'll wait for you." On the weekend, pretend that you don't know anything and don't get involved in the children's embarrassment.
He found a kind of fun, a kind of fun that can play a key role in other people's lives, and it was also like solving a difficult problem, facing Roger, from being uncomfortable with the soil to making him feel frightened and surrendered, and now to being able to talk normally and give a little experience from time to time, the process is so difficult that he knows how difficult it is on the weekend. But in the process, there is also his own concern for letting Yoda go first when he goes crazy and Roger first saying a word to himself at Erkov's house to break the deadlock. Child. You will always lose to patience, but adults don't have to use patience as a tool against children, you need to enter his world.
Look, I learned another trick on the weekend, or ...... I just found out now.
"Week."
Nick in the office shouted at him, turned around, and saw a Russian in a suit walking through the door of the Anti-Crime and Drug Enforcement Bureau with the other three guys.
It was a face chopped by a knife and an axe, and the angular cheeks did not match the gold-rimmed glasses on the face that represented the Sven people, and the deep eyes were not covered under the glasses, and were as cold as stone with the expression that would not change under any circumstances. Over the weekend, I was convinced that this man would be ten times cooler than he was if he had changed into a military uniform or black leather gloves that only cold-blooded agents would love.
"Mr. Gu Cao."
On the weekend, he unexpectedly pushed his wheelchair from his desk to the aisle of the public office area: "Are you lost?" If you report a case, there is a reception desk downstairs, and the authorities will allocate manpower through our head after accepting the case, of course, before that, the reception staff will know the situation first. I don't know, I'm not detailed enough. β
"Mr. Zhou."
Weekend pretended to be surprised and said, "I'm surprised that you know me, I know you in the files in this office, because there are pictures of you in every file." β
"You're a big star, aren't you?" Gu Cao's attitude when he said this sentence was not very friendly, and it set off the following sentence: "But I think you may not be very rational, and after provoking the Mexicans, you come to provoke me, Mr. Zhou, why do you always feel that there is not enough trouble?" β
It was the first time he had faced a threat from a gangster inside the police department over the weekend, but he acted differently from all the cops, no anger or roaring in response, just an ordinary relaxed body leaning on the back of a wheelchair, pouting and smiling. He didn't express any intentions, but his whole expression seemed to say, "The Mexicans have already bitten me, and if I don't bite you, I'll be in a panic." Who let the Mexicans hide so that I can't find anyone, and you, the person in charge of the company in the United States who are currently in opposition to the Mexicans? β
Click.
Pablo walked out of his office and stood at the door of his office watching the play, leaning his shoulders against the door frame and watching, without saying a word.
Gu Cao glanced at Pablo and greeted: "Officer Pablo, my secretary told me that the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau Office had called me and wanted me to come for investigation, and now I am here. β
"I saw it, and I got it readyβthe interrogation room." Pablo doesn't care if you're wearing an Armani suit or not, he's a guy who pulls his cuffs up to his elbows no matter what suit he wears, and here, if you dare to be arrogant to his men, how can you be courteous?
"I don't have much to say, though, about the Siberian Company that you're going to ask about." Hearing Gu Cao's words, Pablo glared and asked, "So you came with a lawyer and bodyguard?" Are you still planning to turn on the video during the conversation for a while? and apply for a private record of the interrogation. To prevent the police from causing physical harm to you during interrogation? β
Gucao ignored Pablo's cynicism. He replied calmly: "I didn't plan to go into the interrogation room, today, I'm here to cooperate with the police, I really don't have anything to say about the Siberian Company, if you are willing to waste your time, you can do it, but I don't think that's the best option; If you can save a little bit of resources for the government, I can provide you with some information on another case. As a good citizen. "He has this qualification, after all, the document issued by the police to Gu Cao is not a summons, but an understanding of the situation.
Standing in the middle of the public office of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Section, he said, "I will provide you with a piece of information about Mexicans. β
Scold.
Nick stood up, he was shocked by the shrewdness of Gu Cao, this man not only knew what the police department was trying to dig up the Siberian company for, but also calculated that as soon as the news of the Mexicans appeared, the entire anti-crime and anti-narcotics bureau would immediately turn its guns, not because of the importance of the weekend, but because he had mastered the character of Pablo, who had been dealing with him for many years.
"I hate having a smart opponent." Pablo cursed and then turned around and walked back into the office, and as he walked in, he floated out: "Officer Zhou, who is in a wheelchair in front of you, is in charge of that case." Tell him something. β
Gu Cao smiled, smiling very calmly. That calmness is deep in the bones, as if it was innate: "A small gang in New Mexico recently bought something, and among them, there are military-made grenades. β
Not only is he well-informed, but he also doesn't fall into any traps!
The Lambert attack was well known, and Gu Cao knew that it was nothing, but if he had named the grenade model, it would have proved that his tentacles had reached into the police department or the FBI, otherwise such a detailed thing would not have been known to an outsider like him. But Gu Cao didn't say that, and the case was closely connected with words like 'military standard grenades', which made you believe that what he said really didn't count, and he didn't give you any handle. You have to ask, 'Mr. Gucao, how do you know?' He immediately responded, 'Isn't this kind of grenade unique to the military?' This is common sense for ordinary people, and it may not be accurate, but it will make no police officer or even lawyer find fault.
Gu Cao left, and after saying this, he turned around and left, and Nick walked over from his seat and said, "I really want him not to laugh." β
Weekend turned his head and said, "That's not easy?" β
At the moment when he went downstairs from the elevator in Gucao, he said to all the police detectives on the weekend: "Everyone, we have one more good citizen, from today onwards, no matter if anyone encounters problems such as chasing wanted criminals, checking stolen goods, and finding the murder weapon, all send a document requesting cooperation to the office of the Siberian company Gucao." β
Weekend looked at the elevator door that had long been closed and said, "Nick, do you think he can still laugh when Gu Cao, a busy man, runs to the police station for eight days a day?" β
"Zhou, I'm afraid you're not just going to have to guard against the Mexicans."
"Or else? Do you think the citizens of Los Angeles will let us go if the Anti-Crime and Drug Enforcement Bureau doesn't hand over two big fish after the Mexicans storm Lambert's house with grenades? Under pressure from the media, will Matthew let us go? β
"Over the weekend, you've already calculated what you're going to do with them!" Nick finally got it.
Weekend smiled: "Didn't I say it a long time ago, hand over the two big fish to appease Matthew's anger, otherwise if you move the Mexican, his old man will be angry." β
Nick looked at the weekend in amazement, and his heart beat violently, he had always thought that targeting the Siberian company was just a superficial article.
"Alright, don't be angry, who made you not marry Catherine?" Nick's eyes widened, he was still in the mood to joke in this situation!
"Who's in charge of those bastards in New Mexico?" Weekend shouted at the public office area. (To be continued.) )
PS: I got up at six o'clock in the morning and accompanied my pregnant daughter-in-law to the hospital for examination, but this work was very tiring, and it was busy from morning to three o'clock in the afternoon, fortunately, adults and children are healthy. When I got home, I made up for sleep with my daughter-in-law, and when I got up, I found that it was already dark, and I was so tired today, I didn't think that the sugar sieve queue would have to take an hour to draw blood, and I had to line up three times, so I only have one shift today, and I will recover two tomorrow, sorry.