The Los Angeles branch of the FBI, Director Capello held his chin and endured sleepiness, and the orders he received were almost all trivial matters now, and it seemed that the top was out of order.

Maybe it's because of the glass of wine in the morning, the joy is too early.

The wind doesn't stop and the rain doesn't stop, and the federal agents are in a hurry!

He sighed softly and turned his head to look at Connally, "What do you think of the current situation?" ”

In Capello's eyes, Connelly's confidence seems to have exploded after solving that mess, and his IQ in this state should not be underestimated.

"I was about to prepare for Penny. Heath accuses that Shaun, and now—" Conrad shrugged, spreading his hands helplessly, "it's a joke. ”

"Penny seems to have been instigated by this woman." Capello thought about it and shook his head, women are troubles, all kinds of troubles, and the two women together are not two, but square.

He picked up the remote control and chose a room to press.

Immediately a picture appeared on the opposite screen, an analysis room, where several people were watching a video featuring a beautiful woman.

Picture-in-picture...

Capello pressed it again, and the video appeared on the screen next to him at the same time: "Recorded during an inquiry at that Didi Rios' house." ”

"If you don't have a mandate, you can't use it as evidence." Connery said casually, and took a closer look.

Two images, one in progress and the other in the past tense, although only an hour has passed.

"Britney, why are you egging on Penny. Heath sued him? A voiceover asked.

"I don't think he respects women!" Britney clasped her hands to her chest.

"Watch her hands." An analyst pressed the pause button and said in a deep voice, and at the same time, several eyes fell on the place where the hand was blocking.

"It shows that she is protecting herself. Go on! With a press of his hand, the picture flowed again.

Voiceover: "Can you tell me?" What's disrespectful? ”

Britney's expression was a little tangled: "Uh... It's hard to say, well, it's hard to hear, you see he said Penny Mao Duo, not cute......"

"At the moment, it's just you relaying, has anyone heard it?"

"He, and his sister. You can ask, and he'll admit it, this man is arrogant—" Britney sped up.

"Tsk, you have a lot of opinions!" A phrase popped up among the people watching the video, but no one answered, only a chuckle.

Voiceover: "Uh, let's talk about you first, what else?" What about you? ”

"More excessive!" Britney was furious, "I can't describe it! ”

"Can you try to describe it?"

The camera stopped, and the analyst spoke: "This expression, it's really angry, but it's not that kind of real hatred, it's more like being ignored by the person you fancie, go on!" ”

The screen begins again.

"Well, I think about it, at first we were discussing something, and he answered two standards, and I pointed out that he had a double standard, and he asked me if I was dissatisfied, and I said yes, and he said bear with it, and then I said..."

"And then what?"

The camera stops and rewinds for three seconds.

"Look, here her mouth is shaped,... Have you noticed? ”

"Noticed, close to F."

"I think E is about the same, although it looks plump, but..."

"No, it's F! Fack! The analyst was furious, "I'm analyzing, what's going on in your head?" She wants to curse! If you don't focus anymore, just go out into the streets! ”

Connelly shook his head slightly: "Some people seem to have been in the bureau for too long. ”

Capello's face sank, indeed, a hard battle caused the glamorous elite packaging to be torn to shreds, and all the miscellaneous garbage inside was revealed.

After a while, these few people who did not behave well well all went to the streets.

In the picture, Britney is still excited: "Before I opened my mouth, he let me endure it!" This person really looks like a person who can beat women! So I had to shut up. But that's disrespecting women, and I'm not wrong. ”

"He's an absolutely arrogant person, and he doesn't take anyone else seriously... It's the kind of... Look at people with your nostrils! Makes you angry! ”

The camera stops.

"This woman,... Love that guy! The analyst muttered to himself, hugging his shoulders.

The screen begins again.

Voiceover: "Well, when he looks at you with his nostrils, do you see what it looks like?" ”

"What?" Britney was stunned.

"Like, do you have nose hair?"

"What's the problem?"

"It's a very serious question, and the stakes are very high!"

Britney's mouth opened and closed a few times, and her spirit seemed to have been greatly impacted: "What does it mean, I don't understand it at all, what does the nose hair have to do with it?" I'm talking about discrimination related to women. You tell me about nose hair? Do we women have to grow nose hair out of our nostrils to fit those men's aesthetics?! ”

Britney questioned angrily.

"It's a physiological issue, and it's important."

"I didn't find out. That's just a description, I didn't look into his nostrils, hell, you're going to be disgusted. ”

"To him?"

"Yes to you!"

Capello shrugged: "That's why I can't be an analyst." What kind of conclusions can they draw from analyzing this thing? ”

"The conclusion is a report, what the headquarters wants, and it would be a dereliction of duty for us not to give it." Capello sighed and rang the service bell, "Two cups of coffee." ”

In the picture, the interrogating agent spoke again quietly: "You have been in contact with him for a short time, and we saw your tweet, which mentioned that lightning strikes can improve the skin, I know that the person commenting said it." His skin, how do you feel? ”

"Uh... Very good... "The good kind," Britney said without hesitation, "is the best skin you can imagine, the kind that all women would want!" ”

"How's it to the touch?" The agent then asked.

"I didn't touch it, how do I know what it feels like..."Britney shook her head.

"Didn't touch it?"

"Well, I don't remember touching it, he doesn't seem to have much contact with people, I mean, he won't shake your hand, he won't hug, he won't stick to his face..."

"It's..."

"What is it?" Britney asked sensitively.

"Lucky."

"What does it mean to be lucky? I feel like I'm out of luck, how long are you going to watch me? ”

"We are protecting you, and you could be targeted."

"Who's going to attack me?"

"I don't know yet, but there must be!" The agent's words were in a very positive tone, and although her face did not appear, it was obviously the kind of seriousness that had been assessed.

The screen pauses.

…...

The door was pushed open, and the female assistant came in with two cups of coffee.

One cup per person, with the same movement, first hold it up and breathe gently under the nose.

"There is a tiger in the heart, sniff the coffee." Capello said an inexplicable sentence of the adapted poem, then looked up and sighed.