That's all.

No rough language, no threats, no rudeness.

How could she?

This embarrassing encounter made her heart pound with anger. She remembered that her mother had said that Julio had been here earlier. Katyusha wondered why he was back now.

Katyusha took one last look at the cordon and left the intensive care unit and walked towards the office of the head of security.

"Oh, Inspector Katyusha." Henry said, somewhat surprised.

She smiled and said hello, "They actually fenced off the room with a cordon?"

"Have you been there?" He asked.

Katyusha immediately sensed that the man's posture and tone of voice were nervous. He thought quickly, a little uneasy. Why is that? Katyusha was a little puzzled.

"Sealed?" She repeated.

"Yes, that's right, ma'am."

Madam? Katyusha almost laughed when she heard the formal title. She, Hugh, Bascombe, and some of their former buddies had been drinking beer and eating tortillas together at Fisherman's Wharf a few months ago. She decided to get straight to the point, "I only have a minute or two, Henry. It had something to do with my mother's case. ”

"How is she now?"

Katyusha was thinking: You know better than me, Henry. "Not so good," she said.

"Bring her the best greetings for me."

"I will. I would now like to see the doctor on duty at the time of Juan's death and take a look at the front desk log for the day. ”

"No problem." In fact, what he meant was very problematic, and the next sentence was what he wanted to say, "But the situation is that I have no power." ”

"Why? Henry. ”

"I was asked not to show you anything, including written material. We shouldn't even be talking to you. "Whose order?"

"Board." Bascom said in a tentative tone.

"What else?" Katyusha continued to press.

"Well, it's Mr. Harper, the prosecutor. He was angry with the board of directors, as well as the director of personnel. ”

"This is publicly available information. Defence counsel has the right to know this. ”

"Oh, I know. But he said that if you want to see it, you have to go through a lawyer. ”

"I'm not going to take it away. Just flip it over, Henry. ”

She went through the materials in no way in violation of the law, and it would not affect the hearing of the case, because the contents of the logbook and sign-in sheet were eventually to be published.

Bascombe's face showed how embarrassed he was, "I understand, but I can't, unless there's a subpoena." ”

Harper told the security captain that he had only one purpose: to humiliate Katyusha and her family.

"I'm sorry." He said timidly.

"Nothing to be sorry about, it's okay, Henry. Did he give you a reason?"

"Didn't give." He spoke quickly, and Katyusha could easily sense that his eyes were evading, different from the bottom line of the man's behavior that she knew.

"What did he say, Henry?"

He paused for a moment.

She poked her head out of him.

The security captain lowered his head, "He said he didn't trust you and he didn't like you either. ”

Katyusha tried to make the smile on her face stronger, "Very good, this is good news, I think." Unless all the earthlings are dead, I won't give him a thumbs up. ”

It was 5 p.m. sharp.

Katyusha called the office in the hospital's parking lot and learned that there was no progress on Travis' manhunt. Highway patrols and police stations are conducting pursuits, concentrating on regular locations and sources of information about the fugitive: his school, his classmates and hypermarkets. His only means of transport was a bicycle, which could theoretically be useful, but no one has seen it yet.

Ray didn't get much out of Travis's scribbled notes and drawings, but still screened the search to help find clues to the boy's whereabouts. Kevin is trying to pinpoint the origin of the mask, calling potential victims identified on the blog. Since Katyusha learns from Caitlyn that Travis likes the seaside, she gives him an extra task: contact the park department to alert them to the boy's possibility, somewhere in the area.

"Yes, sir." He said wearily, revealing not a kind of fatigue, but a hopelessness like her.

She called Jon next.

"I got the boy's computer, left by the officer named Reinhold. As long as it's a computer problem, he's good at it. ”

"He's got a way. He will succeed. Where's your luck?"

"Not yet. Travis is clever. He doesn't just rely on basic password protection. He has a so-called proprietary password setter that locks the entire drive. We couldn't hack it, but I called a colleague at school. If anyone could get in, it would be them. ”

Well. Katyusha thought, using neutral words: "colleagues" and "they." Katyusha translates these two words as "young and beautiful female graduate girl, and possibly sexy blonde."

In technical terms, Bolin added that a brutal assault was underway by connecting with a supercomputer at the State University of Clono, "and the system would crack the code in the following hour."

"Really?" She asked excitedly.

Or, I could say something like: in the next two or three hundred years. It depends. ”

Katyusha said thank you and told him that she was going home in the evening. Sounding a little disappointed, he said he would continue to look for the names of the people who were in danger after explaining that he had no plans for the night.

She then picked up the baby from Martini. They drove straight to the small hotel where her parents were hiding, at least it was safe there.

As she drove, she recalled the events surrounding Miliar's death, but she hadn't really paid much attention to them at the time. The hunt requires her undivided attention: Marven, the cult leader, killer, and malevolent manipulator, and his partner, the equally dangerous woman, remain on the peninsula after he escapes, and they continue to hunt down new victims. Katyusha and Hugh pursued them non-stop, so Miliar's death did not occupy her mind, except that his death brought a stinging remorse to her role in it, although her role in it was insignificant.

If she could have expected her mother to be involved in this case, she would definitely be more concerned.

After 10 minutes, Katyusha parked her car in the small hotel's cobble-paved parking lot. Maggie let out a "wow" and bounced around her seat as she looked at the place.