Ordinary and hectic day.

Jesse and her partner, Mike, visited two sexual predators who had been released from prison. Harassed six gang members, arrested two pickpockets, three duke dealers, and a stupid armed robber - his gun went off and hit himself, the shopkeeper had to call an ambulance at the same time as calling the police, and at the end of the day's patrol, they also caught a drunken busty man at four o'clock in the afternoon, who actually took the plainclothes Jesse for a prostitute - Jesse, who was constantly pestered by him, turned on the recording device on his body, The Miranda Declaration was read to him after obtaining sufficient testimony – not for his attempt to solicit prostitution (for which evidence is insufficient), but for obstruction of the administration of justice.

"Am I overdressed?" Jesse sat in the car and said to her annoyance that she had indeed dressed up because she was going to go straight to her boyfriend's date after work, but she was just wearing a pair of beautiful sapphire blue jeans and a tight black T-shirt.

"No, not at all," said her partner with a smile as she started the car, "compared to Ferrola, you look like a good student." ”

It was a relaxed and genuine smile, and the anger in Jesse's heart gradually dissipated, just before Easter, two innocent children were beaten to death by their opponents in an illegal children's boxing match, because they were proven to have survived a full month after being kidnapped, the Lafayette police department was put on a trial of public opinion and morality, the detective directly responsible for the case was forced to take a long vacation, and their chief was likely to lose the next election - it cannot be said that they were not responsible at all, but the people of Lafayette were marchingWhen condemning and adding fuel to the fire, didn't you think that it was the boxing betting match they were keen on and supported that led to all this?

The case had a particularly strong impact on Jesse's partner, as one of the victims was the only child of his old partner, who had died in the line of duty, and the bronze statue of that old partner was still erected at the door of the police station, and there were lights at night, which he saw several times a day.

He showed her pictures of Ferrora, and Jesse had a hard time imagining that a decent guy like Mike would fall in love with a girl who looked like an addict, a prostitute, a hippie, and a homeless person (or maybe she was). But what love is. No one can tell, just like her current boyfriend, an idle but rich guy with vulgar taste. Described as obscene, it's very appropriate to be held at gunpoint to the head, ordered to lie on the ground, face to the ground, hands handcuffed behind his back - that's what she did, at their first meeting - I'm sorry, but no one forced him to live in the house of a gang member suspected of murder, did he?

He stared at her for a long time before being stuffed into a police car, thinking he was going to say something dirty or threaten her, but on the third day after he was released on bail, he sent her a large bouquet of roses and a small pistol pendant wrapped in a holster. She examined the small pistol, which was only about two inches, and found that it could actually be used, "Of course it can kill people." Her current boyfriend said, "Why would I give it to you otherwise?" ”。

Forty-eight diamonds were inlaid on the handle, twelve on the barrel, and a gold chain was attached. Worth 50,000 yuan, it was hung in a T-shirt or shirt by her, and as a police officer, she didn't want to attract too many people's attention.

Some people questioned why Jesse was associated with such a mongrel, they thought she was in it for the money...... Of course not, Jesse's father was a doctor, and his mother was a well-known painter. The police officer is also well paid, and since she was a child, she has never tasted the strapping - all she can say - when you see him, you know, yes, that it's the man.

Martin. Her boyfriend thinks so too.

"If it weren't for you," said Martin, "whoever dared to put a gun to my head, I would have electrocuted his/her chirp or." ”

She punishively pinched his **, and he leaned down to kiss her with his teeth bared.

"Alright. We're here," Mike said, making a look of impatience, "let's send this guy to where he's supposed to be to sober up—and then you'll be able to meet your little boyfriend." ”

"You can also talk to Ferrola on the phone." Jesse said.

"I can now." "You reminded me, I need to make sure she hasn't changed her itinerary," Mike said. ”

"When will I get your wedding invitation?"

"She came to meet me first," said Michael, "and then we went to her parents, and the details will be discussed, but she told me that if her mother really wanted to have two hundred guests, we would elope—would you do it alone?" ”

"Go call your Ferrora." Jesse said.

Mike dialed Ferrola's phone, which was always turned off, maybe she was on the plane right now, a surprise without warning? Ferrora will do it. He thought so, not noticing that the office was getting quiet because of his presence.

"Mike," a colleague patted him on the shoulder, "go to the director's office, someone is looking for you." ”

"FBI?" That's what came to Mike's first thought, and their harassment of the Lafayette Police Department was probably going to Vera. Davis is no longer a member of the House of Representatives.

"Not the FBI." Colleagues said his eyes made Mike uneasy.

This foreboding came to a head when Mike pushed open the glass door of the director's office—the director sat solemnly behind his desk, his hands on the table, his fingers clasped together, and a man and a woman sat across from him, and when Mike walked in, they stood up, expressions familiar to Mike for no reason—and on more than one occasion, he and his partner had knocked on the door of the victim's family with this mixture of dullness, numbness, and irretrievable expression.

He couldn't even understand their self-introductions.

"Detective Mike?"

"Yes."

"Do you know a guy named Ferrola? The people of Famo. ”

"Yes," Mike's head buzzed, and he struggled to stand still, his voice drifting from far away, "I'm her fiancé." ”

He knew what he would hear next.

They brought Ferrola. Farmo's death, they said it was a pity.

"I'll give you a week's vacation," said the director, with sixty days left on Mike's annual leave, "or more, Mike, take a good rest." ”

***

Avery ran down the hallway, even on the pitch. He hadn't run this fast, and the shouts of surprise and angry curses were thrown behind him in an instant.

His roommate followed, but not as fast as Avery and not as strong as Avery . So he was caught by the students.

"I'm sorry......" he said breathlessly, "I'm sorry......"

"What's going on?" A twelfth-grader asked unhappily, "He's practicing charging in the hallway?" ”

Avery hesitated, he didn't know if he should say it.

"It's Avery sister," he said, "and she's been killed." ”

***

The door to Mr. Seneke's office was pushed open.

"Remember to knock, kid, remember to knock," Senek said with his back to the door, busy tapping the filter of the coffee pot with his small spoon, "If you don't respect the teacher, you will be deducted credits, dear, it's a bad habit......" he twisted as he took his coffee cup. When he saw Avery, he shut his mouth suddenly.

"Oh......" It took a few seconds for him to say, "Well, please come in, please come in...... Tell me, what's going on? You look terrible. ”

He has worked at Grand for 12 years. I don't know how many boys have been seen crying, but they are all fifth- or sixth-graders, fourteen years old, and the boys will become extraordinarily stubborn and good-looking, and in their eyes, tears are cowardice and incompetence. The symbol of timidity and fear, which belongs to women and children, has nothing to do with them, and they don't even admit that they have ever cried, unless you take out a photo or video - but break your arm, or get dumped by your girlfriend. They would also cry occasionally, hide in the toilet, sit on the toilet and quietly shed tears, and remember to put a hot towel on their eyes when they cried.

Avery cried as if he had broken twenty arms.

"My sister is dead...... he sobbed, "she was killed." ”

***

Lying straight on the stainless steel morgue lay Ferrola. Famo, her arms pressed tightly against her body. The face, or the whole body, was not hurt in any way, the only wound was in the chest, under the left eye of the bull, directly in the heart, where there was a deep bullet hole, the bullet penetrated the wound, the small caliber, the wound it caused was not as vicious as that of a large-caliber pistol, but the death they brought was the same.

Her bare gray skin had a thin layer of frost on it, and she was beautiful when she was alive and still beautiful when she died.

The last time she saw her parents was three years ago, the last time she saw her brother was three months ago, and the last time she saw her fiancé Mike was three days ago, but no matter how long the interval has been, they are equal now and will be equal in the future, Ferrola. Farmo's young and flamboyant life has come to an abrupt end.

At two o'clock in the morning the day before she and Mike agreed to meet, Ferrola's agent called the police, claiming that they had been robbed at gunpoint, and that the bandits had attempted to rape Ferrola, and she resisted and scolded them, angering one of them, and he shot at Ferrola and killed the poor girl.

The police officer in charge of the case brought Mike a large cup of hot coffee with a lot of hot sugar and a little brandy.

"We're going to catch these bastards," he swore assuringly, "man, soon, I promise." ”

"Can I go and see it?" "That's where she was killed," Mike said. ”

There's nothing to keep secret, the place is already surrounded by reporters — "I'll let you know when the evidence is done," he said. ”

"Thank you." Mike said gratefully.

At the door of the police station, Mike meets Ferrola's agent, who he doesn't recognize, he recognizes.

"I've seen your group photo," the short, bald middle-aged man pulled out his handkerchief and wiped his eyes, "please accept my condolences...... Ferrora is a good girl—maybe I shouldn't have told you......"

"Say it." Mike said.

"She said she promised you that she wouldn't sleep with any other man again." "She kept her word," the agent said...... For this, she took her own life. ”

(To be continued)

ps：

Whether it's in the TV series or in the TV series, "going back to your hometown to get married" is setting up a death flag!! Girl!!!

There's one more thing - Jesse in this chapter is Bonnie in chapters 226 and 227, because there was already a Bonnie in the previous Halpia volume, and I didn't notice it—so I changed my name to Ha.