Twilight.

The slanting sun hangs in the sky, and the soft orange of the sky renders the whole world into a beauty of warm tones.

On the weekend, he and Heisenberg sat on the hood of the police car in the parking lot, and they had five minutes left from work, exhausted by the busy day.

On the front hood of the police car was a dozen beers, which Heisenberg had bought, and he used to sit and chat with his colleagues when he didn't go to the bar after work, and today, it was the weekend, and everyone else was in the locker room to change clothes.

Heisenberg reached out and opened the folding knife on the keychain, took the beer and began to shake: "Zhou, it's not a way to find a needle in a haystack like yours, there are more and more evidence on the priest's side, but the killer has no clue at all, what should we do next?" ”

"Wait." "There's no better way," replied Weekend, "either until the people who were spying on Evan Basdale find out yet another attack by the killer and hold him back, or they can only find him in this haystack, and if they can't find a clue in the inn tomorrow, I suspect they are hiding in the house." ”

"What?" Heisenberg was still shaking his beer: "You want us to search the whole town?" ”

"No, just ask around the residents who have people in their homes, and ask their neighbors if they have been out in the past two days, and if not, it is likely that they were killed by this killer and hid in them. This is just my inference, after all, we don't have any evidence that can directly contact him. ”

Heisenberg said the last sentence: "Didn't you watch the surveillance footage for a day?" No clues? ”

Burst.

After shaking the beer, Heisenberg stabbed the bottom of the canned beer with a dagger, and a stream of liquor squirted out of the beer in an instant.

"Uh......" Heisenberg burped in satisfaction after drinking a can of beer, as if he hadn't been so refreshed in a long time.

He remembered the last time he went to the bar, Heisenberg was just very fond of drinking, and he didn't ......

"Don't you have a pull tab on your can?"

On the weekend, I grabbed the can, snapped the pull tab very lightly, and poured cold beer into my mouth with ease.

Heisenberg flattened the beer can and threw it on the roof of the police station: "Why don't you try it, it feels great." ”

"Police Week."

In the distance, Jenny walked over in a suit, and Heisenberg quipped, "Your girlfriend has come to trouble you." ”

"And ...... You'll be off work in 1 minute, and you'll have to take a survey after work. She looked up at her watch.

"Why?" Weekend glanced at Prosecutor Jenny and said, "Why don't you just prosecute me?" ”

Eward just happened to come out of the police station in civilian clothes, and unceremoniously grabbed a hall from the remaining beer: "What's wrong?" He asked.

Heisenberg said angrily, "This lady likes our interrogation room very much. ”

"Zhou, you have to work overtime today, now ...... I need you to help me visit Robin's mother, after all, you handled this case, don't let Robin's mother have any problems when her son is about to be sued. ”

Jenny was stunned, turned her head and said dissatisfiedly: "When did the Montek Police Station become full of humanity?" ”

There is no such a stinky and shameless person as Ardard: "We have always been like this, you have to get to know it slowly." ”

Anyone could tell that Eward was going home on weekends under the guise of working overtime, and at the same time, she didn't have to tell Jeanie that she was not welcome in the police station.

“YES－SIR。”

Weekend sneered and looked at Jenny, turned around and walked to his car, and replied as he drove away: "Aiward, don't forget to let Drake sign my overtime paper." ”

Elward yelled in Jenny's presence, "You think beautiful, bastard. ”

The hearty laughter of Heisenberg and Ewald could be heard in the parking lot, and Jenny turned away in frustration.

"This ass is good." Heisenberg said.

"Why don't you go to the interrogation room with her for the weekend?" Aiward quipped.

"Forget it......"

When he drove all the way to the wealthy area, he was a little distracted on the weekend, and he kept wondering how the killer had disappeared without a trace after getting into the back alley of the fried chicken restaurant, judging from the killer's plan, he must have been hiding in Montek for a while, so ......

"He's back!"

"Quick, the black police are back!"

Call!

On the weekend, I saw a figure flashing in front of me, so I quickly concentrated on stretching out my feet to step on the brakes, and the speed was not fast, otherwise I would have to have a traffic accident.

"Hey!"

Weekend, who yelled and slapped the steering wheel with his hand, wanted to poke his head out and scolded: "Don't die!" He didn't get distracted, and the person in front of him was almost stunned with a sign made of wooden planks.

"Black Police!"

"Fuck off!"

"Black Police!"

"Fuck off!"

The weekend had begun to wonder if he was dazzled, and all the people sitting on the lawn rushed over, and the whole car was surrounded by people who spoke badly to each other, including neighbors he had never spoken to, strangers who said 'good morning' every morning, and white people who looked familiar but couldn't name them, all of whom lived in the neighborhood.

At this second, the weekend raised his head to look at the sign in his hand held by the first person who rushed over, which clearly said - we don't live in the same neighborhood as the black police and perverted murderers!

After turning their heads to see Jane's house, the real estate company had put up a sign on their doorstep that said 'This thing is for sale', with various benefits written on it, such as 'secluded, good neighborhood environment, kind neighbors, police and private swimming pool living opposite', and the market price of this $550,000 house was directly reduced to $320,000.

Could it be that Jane has been bombarded by these residents in the past few days when she has been busy day and night?

What's going on!

I was a little confused on the weekend.

Smack, smack, smack.

On the weekend, before he could figure it out, several more radical middle-aged men rushed over to pat his car window, while an older white man in a shirt and slacks, about 50 years old, held up a newspaper and pasted it on the car glass.

A huge headline appeared in the newspapers - whether the small-town police corruption had made them accustomed to high salaries by the city finance department, or whether some black sheep had infiltrated the police force.

Seeing that the platoon's own weekend eyes had erupted with anger, he had already scolded in the car: "Jimmy! FUCK－YOU！ ”

At the same time, he hung the car gear in the neutral position, raised his foot and slammed the oil hard,

Airplanes!

After the car let out a howl that was not good at all, the residents of the wealthy area who had been surrounding the parking space stepped back one after another, seized the opportunity to quickly put on reverse gear, and poured the car out of the crowd with one foot of the accelerator.

At that moment, he slammed the steering wheel, the car frantically shook its head on the road and reversed direction, and then, almost angrily, returned to the police station the way it came.

In the police station, the policemen who had changed their clothes were chatting around Heisenberg, this group of big men were completely Chinese, and they didn't go home after work, either for a drink, or for a while, and when the conversation was lively, the commandos walked out of the police station. Their presence caused a dozen or so police officers in the entire parking lot to fall silent suddenly, looking back at them as if someone had muted them.

A commando who didn't notice this qiē complained: "Now that we have become the public enemy of the patrol police, even Derek is not on our side, and the evidence that is obviously to be submitted after work time has been guarded by us from the morning to the present." ”

"Y-fuck shut up!" Jimmy scolded back in dissatisfaction, and no one felt as much of the feeling of isolation as he felt.

At this time, he could only watch those ill-intentioned eyes walk towards his car under the gaze of all the patrol officers.

"Hey, Jimmy."

At dusk, when I drove my BMW car back to the police station after work on the weekend, I happened to meet the police who had been busy all day leaving, that is, the parking lot of the police station was full of colleagues.

Touch.

After getting out of the car, Weekend angrily shook his hand and closed the car door and walked towards Jimmy Babs, and the moment he approached, he didn't even say hello, and kicked his right foot directly into the crotch of the commando leader!

He couldn't take it anymore, the first time, on the weekend, when he was unfamiliar with life, he couldn't bear Jimmy sticking his foot at the power supply under his desk; The second time, he put up with Jimmy and stabbed himself to the Ministry of Internal Affairs; If you endure it for the third time, this bastard will think that she is a bully!

"Whew!"

Jimmy Babs couldn't make a normal sound anymore because of this kick, and immediately put his legs together, and bent down with his hands on the most important point.

Without waiting for the people around him to react, he grabbed Jimmy's hair, pulled it down hard, raised his knee and slammed it over.

Empty.

Every cop on the scene watched Jimmy get hit and his head was raised, and at that point, Eward finally reacted: "What happened to the weekend?" ”

Heisenberg, too, with a look of surprise on his face, replied, "I don't know, but I wanted to beat him up a long time ago." ”

In an instant, the two of them rushed forward with a clear heart, and the two of them shouted: "On the weekend, how can you hit someone." But the man was standing next to the other four members of the commando team, and whoever wanted to go over and stop them was going to stop him, and they couldn't wait to see how many more times Jimmy took a few more hits.

Weekend dragged down Jimmy's newly raised head, raised his elbow and slammed it into the back of his neck, at this time, how can you remember the move you learned in the police academy, and knocked Jimmy down with a 'empty' sound, and kicked it like a hooligan in the past, and kicked it when you raised your foot!

"You're telling the media everything?!!"

Empty!

He kicked down again: "Bastard, do you know that the residents of the rich district formed a group to march in front of my house and said that they would drive the black police out of the block?!!! ”

Drake, who had just come out of the police station, saw this scene and wanted to yell and go over to fight, but after hearing what he said on the weekend, he wiped his head and returned to the police, scolding in his mouth: "--son raised." ”

At the same moment, almost all the police were stupid.

At the door of the police station, Christina stood in place and stared at the ......