Do you still have a monthly pass? Brothers!

Sitting on the sofa was a young man with black hair and yellow skin, who was smiling at him, like a very leisurely guest, if he had a cup of hot coffee in front of him.

"Fan? Examine? Sergeant Cohens was taken aback, and subconsciously reached for the gun in his lower back, but he soon realized that this action was completely unnecessary, and if Zhen was going to be against him, he would have done it while he was not aware of it.

"Weishenme, you're going to be here?" Sergeant Coens stood vigilantly in front of Zhen Fan, he was still vigilant, staring at the young man sitting on the sofa with wolf-like eyes, "Aren't you in your own home?" The CBI people have removed the surveillance on you? How did you come to my house? ”

As Sheriff Coens spoke, his eyes glanced at his daughter's room, and his heart felt like a tense string. At any moment, it can break or make the most harsh sound.

"Your daughter is very well-behaved." Zhen Fan spread his hands and supported them on both sides of the sofa, stretching his upper body as much as possible, "I played games with him for a while, and I could see that she liked me very much, by the way, her name is Alice, right?" She proudly told me that her father had helped her get it. ”

"What do you want to do?" Sergeant Coens's eyes were red, and the last thing he wanted was for others to talk about his daughter, but Zhen Fan wanted to mention this, and his hand rested on the handle of the gun on his waist.

"Relax, Darnell, I know what you're thinking, don't worry. Am I looking like I'm going to do your daughter a disadvantage? You're so nervous! Zhen Fan shook his head, "Weishenme, why don't we sit down and talk?" ”

"What do we have to talk about?"

Still, Sheriff Cohens sat down slowly. His eyes kept staring at Zhen Fan, "What are you going to do?" Jim is dead, he can no longer be a threat to you, I know you're famous, but if you want to embarrass me, you've got the wrong person. Sheriff Coens' voice was stern, like a threatened leopard.

"Are you really looking for the wrong person?" Zhen Fan looked at Kerns. "Can you pour me a cup of coffee?"

Sergeant Coens slowly stood up, and though reluctantly, he began to make coffee from the coffee machine. During the whole process, he was thinking about one thing: what did Zhen want to do when he found himself? Or has he found out something? What is the problem with the cooperation between himself and Jim? Did he find the handle?

His hand involuntarily touched the handle of the gun at his waist. After hesitating for a moment, I put it down.

"Coffee!" He placed the coffee cup in front of Zhen Fan. Make a clanging sound. Seems a little unfriendly.

"Did you just want to shoot me? Mr. Darnell! Zhen Fan looked at him and smiled, "Or take out a knife in the kitchen and stab me?" What are you worried about? ”

His mind was broken by Zhen Fan, Sheriff Cohens was a little annoyed, and he tried to touch the gun with his hand on the back of his waist again, but Zhen Fan had already stood up and sneered at him, "You tried to hide your partnership with Jim. And then kill me, don't you? ”

Sheriff Cohens couldn't hold back any longer and pulled out his pistol suddenly. Then he pointed at Zhen Fan, lowered his voice, and said sternly: "Zhen, if you leave here now, I will treat it as if nothing happened." If not, I will shoot now, and I will not be in any trouble, you broke into my house without permission and tried to threaten my daughter. ”

"You want to kill me?" Zhen Fan frowned, "If you kill me, you can rest assured?" You can shoot me in order to cover up your deal with Jim? Okay, you can shoot now! ”

Zhen Fan said as he picked up his coffee and took a leisurely sip.

"Your craft is really not very good, the coffee made with the coffee machine, the taste is really not authentic, I like the kind of manual grinding, and then brewing by hand, that's better."

"You know about me and Jim?" Sheriff Cohens jumped up almost reflexively, then reacted to himself and sat down heavily on the couch, "What's the matter with Jim?" You want to blackmail me? ”

"No, it's not, I'm here to warn you!" Zhen Fan suddenly stood up as he spoke, startling Sheriff Cohens, who was doing it, "If it weren't for your daughter's sake, I would have let you go to God a long time ago, would you still sit here and talk nonsense with you?" When Zhen Fan said this, he was a little violent.

"You'd better not think about anything else, or I'll promise to make your daughter an orphan." Zhen Fan sneered, and stopped Cohens's hand touching the back of his waist.

"What do you want?" Sheriff Cohens was also angry, he stood up suddenly, and glared at Zhen Fan, "I don't want to accept your blackmail, you don't want to succeed, I have nothing to do with Jim, he is the boss of the underworld, I am the sheriff, I went on a mission to arrest him tonight, what do you want?" ”

"You want to cover up the evidence of your relationship with him, you took the hard drive of the camera, and now you are still here pretending that you are innocent?" Zhen Fan walked a few steps with his back to Sheriff Coens, slowly looked at the counter where the wine was stored in the living room, and picked up a bottle of wine on the counter.

"How do you know?" Sheriff Cohens was shocked and furious.

"We Chinese have a saying that if you don't want people to know, you can't do it unless you do. Even if you do it seamlessly, there will be a day of exposure. Sergeant Cohens, can I give you a piece of advice? ”

Korns gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

"Say it! I'm listening! ”

"I'll treat your daughter, and when your daughter recovers, you quit your job, leave the city, go as far as you want, I don't want to see you in California again." Zhen Fan's voice was written lightly, as if he was chatting about family life.

"Are you kidding?" Cohens felt a little incredible, even now, he was invincible, and he felt that he had no handle in Zhen Fan's hands at all.

"No, I'm serious!"

"Hah-that's-" Cohens laughed angrily, "I want to listen to you?" But now. I could have jumped at you with one shot, and then sued you for trespassing, and I still have the upper hand. ”

"Are you sure you want to shoot me?" Zhen Fan still didn't turn around. Instead, with an extremely seductive and agitated tone, "What if Weishenme doesn't shoot?" Kill me, and no one will know about your collaboration with Jim. Tell you, someone gave me one thing, which is a record of Jim's deal with you, and two of those times you were in Jim's villa, with a camera. ”

Cohens felt his breathing grow heavier. The hand gripped the handle of the gun again. Slowly pulled it out.

"The hard drive you took away tonight's camera is useless, it won't protect you." Zhen Fan smiled softly and uncorked a bottle of brandy. He took two glasses and poured a little wine into each glass.

There was a soft "click", the sound of a bullet being loaded, and Coens opened the safety of the pistol. Hold one's breath. Slowly standing up, the fingers of the hand holding the gun kept stretching.

"What will happen to you if I hand this over?"

Zhen Fan seemed to be inducing Korns, he turned his back to Korns, and said such things, all of which were telling Kornes - come on, finish me with one shot, and then everything will be fine. You will be liberated.

"And...... There's no reason why I shouldn't hand these things over! ”

"Don't push me!"

Sheriff Coens began to sweat on his forehead.

"Did I force you?" Zhen Fan finally turned around, and he looked at Sheriff Cohens with a smile. "Would you like a drink? This will make your emotions a little better right now. ”

Zhen Fan walked over to Sheriff Coense with two glasses of wine and handed over one glass, but Coens didn't plan to take it at all.

"It's okay, you'll drink it."

Zhen Fan smiled, put the glass of wine on the coffee table, then took a cup himself, sat down in front of Korns, took a sip gently, and then shook his head: "It's not pure and pure, it's a little sour." I didn't expect you to charge Jim so much money and drink such a bad wine, I really don't know how to enjoy it. ”

"What do you know, you don't know anything!" Coense was a little out of control, he waved his hand, and the gun in his hand, "Do you know that I want to collect money?" No, you don't even know, I'm for Alice, I want to keep her, she's my everything! ”

"Don't use your daughter as an excuse!"

Zhen Fan couldn't help but sneer.

"Enough, you blackmailer, enough, I've had enough of you, do you want to denounce me? Go, go, damn it! "I knew there would be such a day, God, God!" As he spoke, he suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at his temple.

"Grass NMD, Zhen!" With a desperate look in his eyes, Cohens suddenly pulled the trigger.

"Click!" The trigger was pulled, but no bullet pierced his head, and Cohens looked like he was frozen, a little dumbfounded, and he couldn't react. He knew he had bullets in his gun.

"Daddy—" Suddenly, a small, timid voice came from the doorway of the room, and a little girl stood quietly in the doorway holding her little puppet, looking at Korns, "Daddy, what are you doing?" There was a tremor in his voice, and the tremor was sad.

"God! My darling, Alice, come to Daddy! Cohens couldn't hold back any longer, threw away the pistol, squatted down, stretched out his hand towards Alice, and hugged Alice who ran over in his arms, "Baby, baby, Daddy didn't do anything, don't worry, Daddy is fine." ”

"Don't leave me alone, Dad, I'm scared!" Alice looked at Coens's face and stroked it gently, with a hint of crying, "Dad, don't leave me, please!" ”

"Yes, yes, Daddy won't leave you!" Cohens hugged Alice tightly, for fear that as soon as he let go, Alice would leave, he raised his head and looked at Zhen Fan standing in front of him, and he was also afraid of what he had just done.

"I only ask you for one thing!"

"No, you just have to agree to my terms!" Zhen Fan took a deep breath, "I will cure Alice, you leave California, just like that, this condition is still valid." ”

"Well, I promise you! But weishenme doesn't denounce me? ”

Kornes nodded heavily, he made up his mind. In order to treat Alice, he dealt with the devil and let Jim control himself, but now that Jim is dead, if Zhen can really do it, how can this not be his own new life?

"Because your gun is never aimed at me, but at yourself!" Zhen Fan smiled slightly, "Let Alice live a little more steadily!" Zhen Fan said, drank the brandy in his hand in one gulp, and gently placed the quilt on the table.

"Zaijian, Darnell, all the evidence I said is in your daughter's room, I hope you can do what you say!" Zhen Fan said and walked slowly to Coens's house.

The door, gently shut, kept the darkness out. (To be continued......)