"This Police 40 Degrees" (10)

Then the swarthy man got off the crane and helped me get dressed on the platform.

My lock was tied to the iron cable of the boom, and I pulled out the walkie-talkie in a half-squatting position and said, "Okay, hang me up." ”

The swarthy man climbed onto the jib crane again, and then slowly lifted me off the roof.

The wind was howling past me and shaking so much that I couldn't climb at all, and my heart beat increased rapidly.

。。。

"Do you want to go left?" The voice of a swarthy man came over the walkie-talkie.

"Just a little left." I said into the intercom.

I'm already sweating at the moment, and maybe it would be better to do something like this in the evening.

At the moment I was sunburned like a fool, and the July sun shone down on my whole body.

I was sunburned with a layer of oil and hung high in the air to be hit by the wind.

I simply looked at the building where my target was, and I just wanted to simply simulate a killer's method of killing someone.

Vaguely I saw something across the building, and I took out my phone and started recording. The camera is constantly zoomed in, and the distance between the room of the murder is about three or four hundred meters.

You can actually see that the window is framed in a circle by a little reflective strip, and this reflective strip can only be seen at the same height.

I remember looking up at the ground a few times before, and it seemed to be obscured, and I could only see the whole frame at a certain angle.

The mobile phone vibrated and played a ringtone at this time, and I was startled when I was holding the mobile phone video in the air.

After a glance, it was my brother Ike's phone call, and I picked it up.

"Brother? Is it there? Ike said on the other end of the phone.

"It arrived at noon." I said.

"It's so windy there, I can't hear what you're whistling about."

"I've arrived." I shouted.

It's true that I'm not holding my phone to my ear at the moment, and I can't hear Ike's voice.

"Dinner together in the evening."

"There's a case, and I might not have time to go." I shouted.

"It's Dad's dinner, and I'll wait for you as many nights as I want. I probably know that you are now back to China to handle the case, and I will celebrate you. ”

"Why do you tell your dad everything?" I shouted in confusion.

"You told me, and I told my mother. Mom told Dad, I don't know. ”

"Okay, you send an address. I'll go over later, and I'll hang up the case first. I shouted.

This dad is not my biological father.

Nor is it my brother's biological father, because of my pathetic mother.

My mother found a total of three husbands, and my mother became pregnant with me when she was a minor.

Mom may not be a good person, but she is a good mother.

Later, my mother did not abandon me when I was born, and raised me alone until I was half a year old and found a second husband.

God played tricks on her again, when my mother was pregnant with my brother. Her second husband also abandoned her, and my mother was not an easy woman to raise us brothers.

It was also my mother's failure to abandon us that made me and my brother become police officers and plastic surgery doctors.

And they have a lot of achievements in their own fields, and we knew a few years ago that my mother had a third husband.

Because I have a Chinese New Year holiday in a foreign country, my mother always hides from my third husband and we get together once a year.

Last year, my mother brought her third husband to meet us, and my mother's third husband was a small boss surnamed Han Dong.

About half a year ago, on the day of the Chinese New Year, we called him Dad, Han Dong should be a competent dad. Mom is miserable enough, I hope she can be happy in the future.

I grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Let me go back, I've made a new discovery." ”

The boom placed me on the top floor of the building, and I let out a long sigh.