It's finally quiet.

In the evenings, he was alone on the couch enjoying a rare quiet time, and of course, he would not lack that favorite beer in his hand.

It was a night that belonged to him alone, no cases, no children, no gunshots and - perverted - killers, he could do whatever he wanted, but after he had suddenly got time to relax, he felt that he would not live on the weekend, and he did not know what to do during this sleepless time.

It's like the working time that has been set as a biological clock.,When it's not a day off, I always lie in bed and don't think about it.,When it's a day off, it's considered to be able to sleep lazy.,I woke up early.,Energetic and even want to give yourself a mouth.,Don't want it.。

How can people be so weird? Strangely coerced by various rules and regulations, it has left sequelae.

So, on the weekend, he began to look back from the day he came to the United States, hoping to find some clues from his life during this period, but as a result, he was startled by the steps he had taken along the way!

He saw a whole seamless trajectory, which was not a track to be completed according to the logic of life, and it did not have any universal values, but it seemed so magical.

The weekend remembers the appearance of himself in a police uniform in Montek, and remembers every living or dead colleague in the Montek police station, but when the whole Montec period is recalled, there are only two words left in the back of the weekend's mind - fate.

If I had to add a definition to those two words, it would be written on the weekend - irresistible.

Starting with the black man's rant to the police station, the weekend smells of fate in his own memories, then Cristina is forced by life to take money that does not belong to her, to the secret passage of the Mexicans is lifted, and finally the last cry of Christina's mother. It's like a mountain from the sky, pressing you helplessly.

After arriving in Los Angeles, Adam represents that the weekend is no longer a bystander to fate, he must be a part of it, and the rookie patrolman who can only watch fate in Montek learn to hide and fight in front of the stupid corpse in the face of the torture of fate. Despite being beaten on the rooftop of Cecil's hotel, he killed Adam at the last minute!

Later, Weekend was no longer satisfied with the struggle, facing the threat of going to prison, and he wanted to fight with fate for freedom, which led to the pardon and self-help......

What's next?

Fate doesn't seem to be as strong as before, and under his own growth, whether it's Ted or the Mexicans' revenge, and even the Lambert family, it's like he's fighting against fate all the time, and he dares to fight back on the weekend. is no longer a cold bystander, no longer struggling in the scene created by fate, he is delusional about control, not to control fate, but to control himself in the torrent, so as not to indulge. The price was devastating, as evidenced by the extra scars on his body over the weekend and the foot that has not yet healed.

So, what's next?

On the weekend, I can't imagine what kind of situation my life will go to, whether it is I who has been played to death by fate. Still is......

He didn't dare to think about it, he didn't even dare to think about ending up with fate. Not to mention the complete subjugation of fate.

In the silent night, on the weekend, I saw too many people succumbing in front of fate in this trajectory, and I also saw too many people succumbing to fate, but the result was the same, no one could escape, no one could escape.

Other words. There's no choice, as long as you're alive.

Click.

A sound from the door alarmed the contemplative weekend, and he instinctively reached for the pistol on the coffee table, and stood up from the couch with his injured foot on the ground, despite the doctor's instructions.

At that moment, Weekend was preoccupied with standing beside the sofa and rubbing in front of the door a little bit. After so many winds and waves, this little thing still can't frighten him, it's nothing more than pulling the trigger the moment the door opens, and then all the sleeping children in the bedroom are scared awake, how bad can it be?

Click.

The sound came again, and Weekend watched as the lock moved a little until it ......

Click.

Crunch.

The door opened, and then a civet-like figure squeezed in sideways through the crack in the door, and the guy carefully closed the door, but the gun in his hand never went off.

The weekend saw the clothes on the man's body, which were the hospital gowns, and the point was that the woman felt extremely familiar to him in terms of height, posture, and already long hair.

When she slowly turned around, the face appeared in the moonlight......

"How did you get here?"

"Ahh

She made a backward dodge motion, and then put on a posture to move, and then saw Zhou Zhou standing with a gun in front of her: "Do you want me to be scared to death here after I leave the mental hospital?" ”

Yoda, can only be Yoda, Charlotte didn't have the ability to open the door of the weekend house with a wire, but Yoda held the wire in his hand.

In this regard, the weekend was not surprised, he just asked, "How did you run out?" Isn't it clear that you went to a psychiatric hospital as the only way to avoid jail time? ”

Yoda didn't answer the weekend's words at all, walked straight to the sofa, picked up the beer on the ground and took a sip: "Uh~~" Only then did he speak: "Then you have to find me a mental hospital that can eat well, right?" ”

"The only thing I can do in a psychiatric hospital is exercise, but do you know what they give me? In addition to grass and beans, there was only half a cup of milk, and I finally boiled it up until it was time to eat the steak, but the steak was not as big as my fingernails! Yoda pedaled on the coffee table at the weekend's house with his foot, and said without a ladylike demeanor: "There, except for enough pills and tranquilizers, I can eat to my heart's content, I don't even have the basic right to be full as a normal person, how can they be embarrassed to call those garbage nutrition packages?" ”

After putting down the gun, Weekend turned on the light in the room and asked with some confusion, "Grass and beans?" ”

"Lettuce, water spinach, kale, cauliflower, all green, I even wonder if I have to apply to eat even a carrot." Yoda said with a displeased glare.

On the weekend, he asked, "Enough pills and tranquilizers?" ”

Yoda added: "Every time you beat up the guards of the mental hospital, seven or eight people will be put down and given a tranquilizer, and when you wake up, there are increased doses of psychotropic drugs in front of you. ”

"Yoda, how many people did you hit in a mental hospital?" Weekend kind of understood why the doctors didn't let Yoda eat enough, this guy would make you think it was a danger to give her the standard amount of metabolism needed by humans.

"How do I remember? The stuff they gave me was always confusing to me, and I just remember the doctor telling me this morning that he was going to re-evaluate me for the sixth time. ”

The sixth time?

No wonder there has been no news of a psychiatric hospital for so long!

Tick, tick, tick.

After hearing the phone ringing on the weekend, he walked to the coffee table and pressed the connect button, and Justin's voice came: "Zhou, Charlotte ran away, she robbed the doctor's car, do you have any news of her?" You should know that she is very dangerous in this situation. ”

Weekend turned his head to look at Yoda, his upper lip touched his lower, and after hesitating for a second, he responded, "No, I'll let you know right away if there's news." ”

Honk...... The other party hung up the phone.

"You're not going to park the doctor's private car downstairs at our house, are you?" Weekend looked at her and asked.

"I parked in front of the FBI headquarters, and then changed four cars along the way, and each time I changed cars, I would find a nearby alley that was not monitored by the road, and the FBI wanted to find me...... If you're lucky enough not to make any mistakes, you'll have to check at least one hundred and eighty-one pavement surveillances, but the last location you find isn't Chinatown. ”

Weekend reached for Yoda, then pulled Yoda's shirt out from under his ass and put it on his body, saying, "You have to go back to the psychiatric hospital right away." ”

Yoda looked at him and asked lightly, "Can't you let me eat something before leaving?" ”

Call.

The weekend gasped with his nose and said helplessly: "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Meat!"

One, certain to the point that the answer to the inconclusive appeared. (To be continued.) )

PS: It's another chapter that I repeated several times before I wrote the chapter of the feeling, and the depressed toothache is too pitiful!