Dusk in Los Angeles is approaching, and the airport lights are all on. Under the bright light mapping, the buildings of the airport change colorful light, which is more mysterious and beautiful than the graceful atmosphere of daytime.

Wang Shui'er and Yang Qian also shifted their gaze with Wang Lei's gaze, and the two women whispered about the pair of golden boys and girls on the side.

"Wang Lei, I really want to be like them." Under the encouragement of Yang Qian and Julie, Wang Shui'er gradually began to take the initiative to attack, and her tone was aggressive.

Wang Lei coughed dryly twice, and was about to divert the topic, Yang Qian added with a smile: "Wang Shui'er, you see how well people match, the height is just right, you are a little taller than Wang Lei." ”

As soon as the powder fist clenched, Wang Shui'er snorted: "I prefer to look down on Wang Lei condescendingly." ”

The fat man's face suddenly turned red, and he choked on his own saliva and coughed incessantly. He turned his face away from the two women, over there, the couple were still kissing, as engaged and addicted as he had kissed his own wife before.

Slowly, Wang Lei looked a little stupid, especially the red dress worn by the woman, he remembered that Lin Long had a similar style before.

Wang Lei was sure that it was a couple, not a couple, and it didn't just mean that both people were about 30 years old.

Only the hug of husband and wife will be so natural and gentle, fair and tender, without any pretentiousness in it.

The woman pushed the man away: "I'll go to the bathroom, you wait for me for a while." The man smiled and pulled a suitcase and walked around the waiting hall leisurely, watching.

Retracting his gaze with some regret, Wang Lei said to Yang Qian and Wang Shui'er: "Do you need to buy a few magazines and take them to read on the plane?" ”

"Giggles...... Yang Qian looked at Wang Lei contemptuously: "Don't tell me that you haven't taken an airline flight, right?" There are so many magazines on the plane, do you think Wang Shui'er and I need Lang to spend money to buy them? ”

Although it was already the autumn season, the evening in Los Angeles was already a little cool, but Wang Lei felt that he was sweating profusely.

Not to mention, Wang Lei has really not bought a ticket and taken a plane by himself for so many years. When I was in China, I was sent by the serious crime team to go out to handle the case, and it was not the turn of the fat man to drive by himself.

If you go to a farther city, that is, the train, the serious crime team, or the city bureau, you can always save money.

During my time in Los Angeles, I have been to some places, but it is a very high-class treatment, an FBI plane.

Luckily, Julie and Coleman came over smiling, and they had to coordinate with the airport and airline with a few P229 problems.

Everyone sat down and chatted for a while, and Coleman finally had time to tell everyone about the situation. The specific situation is not clear to Cowman, only that the Pittsburgh City Police asked the FBI for help, and the headquarters directly notified him and Wang Lei to go over.

"The phone call from the headquarters didn't say much, saying that three young men aged 17 or 8 who had been traveling abroad in Pittsburgh had died in the past month, and the cause of death was very special." Coleman finished what few words he had about the case.

The cause of death was special, and this sentence attracted all the attention of the three women. One by one, he kept asking, where Coleman explained clearly, he didn't understand.

Julie, who was enthusiastically deducing various ways to die with Yang Qian and Wang Shui'er, looked less and less like an FBI agent in Coleman's eyes, no different from a gossip housewife walking casually on the street.

"This is the magic generated by having more women and being together for a long time." Coleman was in the air.

A woman walked into the empty bathroom, washed her hands, began to fix her hair in front of the large mirror above the sink, and walked in from the outside in a burst of "pacing" high heels.

The woman's visual afterglow can be seen that the woman who came in was also a very beautiful woman, but this glance made her always feel that the woman who came in made her have a very familiar and strange weird feeling.

Raise your hand and pat your hair gently, maybe you've seen a woman who just came in somewhere. Forget it, don't think about it, it is estimated that the time is almost up, and women do this kind of thinking.

"Your lipstick color is very beautiful, I just need one of this style, I've always wanted to buy it but didn't buy it." The woman who came in from behind turned her head to look at her with a smile.

The woman also pursed her lips and smiled, tilting her head to answer, ready to tell the other party where she bought her lipstick. For women, topics related to appearance are the best way to talk.

The woman who turned her head was stunned, with the same face, the same style of long skirt, the same size of leather shoes, and even the same hair bun, and the opposite side was smiling and looking at herself......

Are you looking in the mirror, the woman's back began to tingle, and this feeling instantly spread to the scalp along the tail vertebrae, and the back was cold, and the scalp began to tingle.

The woman didn't have time to think about whether she was a ghost or a hallucination because she was sick, and the woman who came in later took out a silver pistol that was extremely small from her handbag, and fired two shots in a row, and the extremely low sound was almost as fast as the effect of a silencer.

A man hiding in the door of the toilet dodged in, pushing a small cart with a cardboard box on it. Without much force, the man picked up the body of the woman on the ground, who was still warm, put it in a cardboard box, covered it, and pushed it out.

It took less than two minutes from the second woman shooting to the man pushing the cart out. During this period, because of the "under maintenance" warning sign outside the toilet door, no one would want to come in.

The two people cooperated very tacitly, there was no dialogue between them, not even a single eye contact, when the man picked up the corpse on the ground, the woman had already picked up the lipstick of the deceased, and seductively faced the mirror and began to reapply her seductive lips.

The sky outside was even darker, and finally began to board the plane, the announcement of the airport began to be notified over and over again, and Wang Lei and several people also stood up, this time the three women were very smart, and they were all carrying a small satchel.

There are still a lot of people boarding the security checkpoints, and Wang Lei and they have already lined up at the back. Wang Shui'er was holding a few magazines in her hand, and Yang Qian asked strangely, "Didn't you buy magazines?" Where did this come from? ”

"No", Wang Shui'er raised her chin, and there was a place for magazines in the rest area for those who boarded the plane to pass the time. Wang Lei patted his forehead, how did this woman bring these bad habits of taking free newspapers and magazines to Los Angeles.

Holding back a smile, Wang Lei looked around, making it look like I didn't know the woman next to me holding a thick stack of magazines.

The woman in the couple just now hurriedly dragged her suitcase and passport, and was still so touching.

The speed of the security check is still relatively fast, and after Wang Lei passed, he was taking out the odds and ends he had put in the small basket and putting them in his pocket, and it was the woman's turn to go through the security check.

Opening her passport, the security officer smiled politely: "Mrs. Reeves, welcome to your United Airlines flight, I wish you and your husband a happy journey." By the way, why hasn't Mr. Reeves come yet? ”

The woman smiled and took the passport after the inspection: "My husband is in a hurry, he will come soon." ”

Wang Lei, who had already followed the crowd for a few steps, frowned, and couldn't help but glance back to make sure that he was not wrong just now.

Reeves was not in a hurry, but sat in the corner of the departure hall with a manual shoe-shine and asked people to polish his shoes.

What kind of man is this, let his wife carry a heavy object to register alone, and be lazy by himself, Wang Lei shook his head and sighed infinitely.

Walking into the cabin, Wang Lei suddenly thought that it was actually good to take a flight with everyone, the cabin was still very spacious, and the gap between each seat was enough to walk around and relax.

Yang Qian pushed him angrily: "This is first class, our tickets are in the back, economy class." ”

Wang Lei touched his head, and the back is behind. The economy class is much more crowded than the first class, and the rows of seats are also tight, Wang Lei hurriedly changed a position by the aisle with Wang Shui'er, otherwise it would not be uncomfortable for him to die if so much fat was squeezed into the innermost.

Mrs. Reeves also boarded the plane, her position was diagonally in front of Wang Lei, and she was on tiptoe trying to put the suitcase in the luggage compartment above her head.

The suitcase was heavy, and Mrs. Reeves had not been able to fit it into it several times in a row, and as she saw that the suitcase was about to slip off her hand, a large hand reached out from behind her to stabilize the suitcase.

With a slight push of the big hand, the box was stuffed in, but it was obvious that a man's body behind him was also close to Mrs. Reeves's carcass, and she could feel that the man behind her deliberately moved down to her thin skirt. Buttocks. Knocked on it.

Turning back in annoyance, Mrs. Reeves was going to teach the man who was scornful of herself a good lesson, but saw Reeves standing behind her with a smile.

With a flushed face, Mrs. Reeves raised her hand and gently slapped Reeves' chest: "You don't look at how many people are here." ”

Reeves smiled and hugged her waist: "Fiona, I'm your husband, someone wants to see them take a good look." Bowing his head, Reeves kissed Fiona on the red lips.

Fiona no longer resisted, hugged her husband, and kissed her back.

Diagonally behind, Wang Lei's little eyes narrowed uncontrollably, and he squeezed Julie beside him with his right arm: "That man killed his wife." ”

One stone stirred up a thousand layers of Lang, Wang Lei's voice was not high, but it made Wang Shui'er on the far right, Cowman and Yang Qian's heads in the back row stretched out in front of him, and all the questions converged into one sentence: "Who killed someone?" How do you know the way? ”

Julie's melodious laughter attracted countless eyes, Wang Lei looked at the top of his head and a few heads around him, and really wanted to knock on each one a few times.