When, when, when.

When there was a knock on the door, Christina was wearing a very homely suspender and was holding a bowl of salad and her mother was watching TV, and when she put down the bowl of vegetable salad and walked to the door to open the door, an old man in a clerical costume was standing at the door in the night.

"Father." Christina's mother recognized the black man at a glance.

Christina corrected, "Mom, we've checked the clergy register, and it doesn't have Evan Basdale's name on it, and the church in the black quarter has been abandoned for many years. Turning her head, she asked sternly, "What's the matter?" ”

"We should talk." The priest said with a smile.

"That's right, I'll be waiting for you in the interrogation room on the day I catch you."

The priest smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't care about the woman's cruelty in front of him: "If that's the only way to delay you for a few minutes, I have to say, I'm sorry." ”

He handed over his phone and added, "You can choose to mute it or delete it after reading it, as long as you trust me to have no backup." ”

When Christina saw the scene on the screen of her mobile phone, her first reaction was to turn off the sound and look back at her mother, and when she looked at her mother, who had been paying attention to the development of the door, she walked out of the house as if she was afraid that her mother would know something, and closed the door with her hand.

The light from the window next to the door expanded outward, and Christina stood in the shadow next to the light: "What do you want?" ”

"Why did you arrest J, destroy the brothel I had closed, and force me to provide you with information about the gun dealer, and how much evidence do you have about me?"

"You want me to be your inside line at the police department?"

"Isn't it obvious? Am I here to study with you why an upright black policewoman is suddenly interested in black money on the streets? The priest smiled and said, "Oh, I see, unless she has a child with autism who needs a lot of money for treatment." ”

Evan Busdell glanced back at the car parked on the side of the road and Omar standing next to the car, who was smirking as he clasped his hands in front of him.

“OH－SHIT。” Christina leaned her hand against the wall, a little unable to take in the look in front of her.

The priest put his hand on Christina's shoulder and said very gently: "Don't worry too much, I'm different from the gangster leaders in TV series and movies, at least I won't ruin you." ”

Syllable.

Christina slapped the priest's hand away: "Don't me." ”

“OK。” The priest raised his hand, trying to give Christina a sense of security: "From today onwards, the way we work together is that you tell me everything you know, and I won't let the police arrest go unpunished, probably...... Just take out a little bit of the most important stuff inside. When the time comes, the police can catch people and goods, and I won't suffer huge losses, you are still an upright policewoman who patrols in a police car every day. ”

"At the same time, from today onwards, you don't have to worry about Duxter's tuition, let your mother go to Las Vegas once a month, my people will lose her $10,000 at a certain time, you have nothing to do with this at all, your mother is lucky enough to win some money from Las Vegas every month, what's wrong with that?"

Looking at Christina, who had been staring down at him, the priest turned his head back to look at Omar again: "Not satisfied? It seems that she is not very satisfied. ”

"Who would smile with satisfaction when they sell their moral bottom line to the devil?" Christina said this in the most vicious manner in a suppressed voice.

The priest reached out and took the phone from Christina's hand, pointed it and said, "The devil doesn't force anyone to trade, you threw an olive branch in this deal, didn't you?" ”

"If you really don't want to, that's fine." The priest waved his phone a few times and said, "I will pass it on to the Ministry of the Interior, and then in the eyes of the righteous people in the black quarter, you will become a dirty black policeman; However, in the eyes of the gangsters, the police have never been a good thing. At that time, if you lost your police job and escaped the law, I am afraid that you could not even be a supermarket waiter in the black part of Monteck, and there was no second choice but to move out of the town that raised you. ”

Christina gritted her teeth and said: "Never, never step into the courtyard of my house, from today onwards, no matter when, you, and your people, as long as you make me feel that you have any threat to my family, I will desperately collapse everyone I can see and have a relationship with you, do you understand?" ”

"It makes sense, if I don't show up here, no one will ever know about our relationship." The priest took Christina's threats completely inappropriately.

After a long hesitation, Christina's sin began to split in her body, and a second sin derivative was born.

"J, the brothel is not aimed at you, J is against the theft of the TT gang, you should have known about this when you killed J, the brothel was completely accidental, if your subordinates were not so arrogant, they would give us any news casually, and the murder in the toilet would not have been discovered at all."

She spoke.

The priest nodded with satisfaction, "Why did Drake find me?" After his son died, there was no reason to think of me. ”

"It's my game."

"You?"

"Yes."

Christina continued: "It was I who put a clue on Evan Basdell's well-informed, and it was I who told Sù Drake that if I pushed you a little, the gun dealers of the entire town of Montek would surface. ”

"Why?"

"You killed J, he's my informant, you make me very shameless, understand??!!"

The priest was silent, he didn't expect an informant to be so important to Christina.

"The police, do you care about the life or death of the informant?" He asked, a little incredulous.

Before Christina could get angry, Evan Busdell changed the subject: "Anything else? ”

"A man rushed to the police station today, and he said that the news that you are going to fight people has spread throughout the black district, and last night I heard gunshots, and your people have angered some honest people in the black district, and you better not make any trouble until the severed foot murder case is solved, otherwise, the next target of the police department is the Evan Busdale crime group."

When the priest turned to look at Omar for the third time, he said, "You shot?" Last night? You're going to kill that damn guy with a damn gun? ”

"And what am I talking about? I said, don't make anybody's mind, don't make too much noise, I want that guy to evaporate, fuck, am I talking to you in Arabic?? ”

"You're really out of sight." Christina said a little frustrated.

"I'm so sorry, I'm a little excited." He followed the rhythm of Christina's speech and said, "Shouldn't there be?" ”

"It's gone."

"Nope." Christina suddenly remembered something and said, "Evan, you have to kill Hans, I want to see a picture of him dead." ”

The priest shook his head and said, "Kerry, I won't help you this time, even if I can understand that you don't want a second person to blackmail you, but you need to prove to me that you won't be back in the police position after cooperating with me." ”

"Hans, I'll find out if this person is in Montek, but you have to do it yourself and wait for me to call."

The priest turned to his car, and as he approached it, he turned back and said, "How do I remember that Hans should be one of the guys on the list I provided you?" ”

"Forget it."

Before Christina could say anything, the priest had already finished the topic.

The priest happily hummed the changed Mi hooligan song, bent down, and got into the car.

At this time, Christina opened the door and walked back to the house, with the salad still on the table, and HBO was playing her favorite "Shameless Season 5", but she just walked back to the room silently and disappeared from her mother's sight.

She didn't know if she was wrong, and she didn't know how to balance the two identities of mother and policeman, so she leaned back on the bed tiredly, and in the dim light under the lamp, she looked at the seventeen-month-old child who was sleeping soundly in the crib next to her.

I don't know how long time passed, and Christina never felt like she wanted to sleep, as if she had completely left her and abandoned her.

Airplanes.

The vibrating sound of the phone rang in front of the dresser, and in order not to wake up the child, Christina held the phone in her hand and answered it without even looking at the phone number: "Hey......" looked weak when she greeted the phone.

"I found out that Hans was at his boyfriend's house."

"Impossible." Christina said: "The information we investigated will definitely feed back to the FBI, and there is no reason why the FBI should not find out his relationships in the first place, why didn't he run away?" ”

"Believe me, a bisexual who has a girlfriend and a child but is not married will not sue anyone for having a boyfriend when he gangsters in this homophobic place in Texas, and besides, the money that Hans originally used to run away should be with you." The other end of the phone said the closing words: "It's up to you, you now have every right reason to rush in and kill Hans and his boyfriend, and from now on, you can sue me if you have any trouble, as long as it's not an assassination, I'm willing to solve all your troubles for you, my friend." ”

Touch.

With a muffled sound, Christina threw the phone on the bed, never knowing that after the first corrupt sin cell split into the evil derivative of 'betrayal', the cell was rapidly and dramatically dividing, and even mutating, because the third sin derivative was ...... Homicide.