When Raymond handcuffed Emily, he finally couldn't hold back the curiosity and doubts in his heart: "Wang Lei, how do you know that Emily is pretending to be blind?" ”

Wang Lei has always felt that there is a layer of separation in his heart, because when he was in the police station, Raymond entered the lounge with the information in his right hand, and he stretched out his left hand to shake hands with everyone.

Even if Emily has a very sensitive sense of hearing and can tell that Raymond is shaking hands, how can she reach out her left hand to shake Raymond's hand so precisely!

As a human habit, the handshake should be the right hand, Raymond is a last resort in special circumstances, and Emily can know the way, of course, there is only one reason.

The diaphragm in Wang Lei's heart was recalled many times and he didn't find out what the problem was, until the joke made when Julie brought the cup of coffee made Wang Lei suddenly realize.

Wang Lei directly found out the whole situation of Emily's parents' car accident through Robert, and the information he showed everyone was the information that Robert gave him feedback at that time.

The naked young man was hired by Wang Lei for $100 to get Julie to go to the naturist camp on the beach, specifically to attract Emily's attention, and it seems to be working quite well so far.

Of course, Wang Lei looked at Raymond irresponsibly: "I asked Julie to use the FBI certificate to guarantee others that even if the police caught him, they would release him immediately and would not detain him." I'll leave this to you, Raymond. ”

Raymond took Emily into the police car, and called Daisy to report directly back to the homicide department, and then hugged Coleman guiltily: "I didn't find out the facts of the case, Coleman, I owe you an apology, I'm sorry." ”

"Victory, let's go home." Wang Shui'er jumped and cheered, Coleman's eyes were a little moist and he held Wang Lei's hand and refused to let go, Yang Qian and Julie held him left and right, Julie smiled sweetly: "Let's go, Coleman, go back and we'll make pasta for you." ”

Linhai, the entrance of Wang Lei's residential area.

Just when Li Yuan thought that Zhao Hua would have a violent conflict with the people who got off the two business cars, Zhao Hua stood still, did not look up, but shook slightly.

The two also stopped, and after seeing Zhao Hua's movements clearly, they immediately turned around and left, and all the doors and windows of the business vehicle were closed again, and they continued to stop there in silence.

It's just that from the outside, passers-by will only think that it is an empty car parked on the side of the road.

When you come out of the community, you can choose two directions, one is Li Yuan's side, and the other is to go to the other direction through the business car.

Li Yuan didn't think much about it at all, turned over, stretched, yawned, spat heavily on the side of the road, and rode on a motorcycle like a disappointed migrant worker and walked in the direction he came.

Riding around a corner, Li Yuan pushed the motorcycle to the sidewalk, let it lean against the telephone pole, and then turned and walked back.

While walking, Li Yuan muttered: "Damn, where did the key go......"

Because the people in this community of Wang Lei's family have almost relocated, although the demolition has not yet begun, but how smart the taxi drivers are, they generally do not come in this direction, and they run in vain when they come, and Lang charges gasoline.

Therefore, Li Yuan was very sure that Zhao Hua would definitely need to walk this distance before he stopped the taxi. Li Yuan observed just now, there are no other vehicles parked here except for commercial vehicles, Zhao Hua didn't come by car, that the target is too big.

Li Yuan was not mistaken, if Zhao Hua wanted to go in the direction of the commercial car, there would be no one in the car to pick him up just now. It wasn't Zhao Hua who strode over in front of him, who else would it be!

Although Zhao Hua had dealt with the previous serious crime team a few times, he was familiar with Wang Lei and Mao Qiang, and Li Yuan had only met a few times.

It stands to reason that Zhao Hua, an elite field officer of the 8th National Security Bureau who has undergone high-intensity training, will not forget it for a long time, even if he has only met once.

However, Li Yuan's dress at this time was really no different from the construction workers that could be seen everywhere in the city, including the cracked and loess-covered helmet.

At the moment when the two passed by, Li Yuan's right index finger and middle finger gently took out a small notebook from Zhao Hua's trouser pocket, and Zhao Hua didn't notice it.

Three minutes later, Zhao Hua, who looked worried, was walking briskly while looking for something, and Li Yuan had already rushed out of the city on a motorcycle, running to the iron hook township where birds don't.

In the middle of the night, in a tiled room in a corner of the Tiegou Township Government, Li Yuan, Liu Xiaolin, and Yuan Feiteng sat around a table with a missing leg. ”

Li Yuan's small notebook was thrown in the middle of the table, the three of them were drinking stuffy wine, and occasionally there was the sound of "snapping" palms and muscles contacting, which was a few mosquitoes that were still strong and alive in late autumn looking for an opportunity to eat.

Li Yuan didn't expect this, a lot of things were recorded in the small book, and half of the book was written.

However, there is no one who can make three people understand! It was full of jumble numbers, Chinese, English, and various languages that three people could not distinguish.

It's just that it's okay, it's a big deal to copy it as it is, divide it into countless irregular paragraphs, and the three of them each go to find their own relationship or pay someone to translate it.

The problem is that in the small book, each line may be a number, or a letter, and from the English words that everyone knows, there is no place where even a complete word appears.

What's even more excessive, Liu Xiaolin found that each page had different lines and different positions in the middle of several pages, and there was an Arabic numeral on a whole page, which made people completely confused.

Picking up the wine glass and pouring half a glass, Li Yuan was extremely depressed: "Let's keep this book first, I believe there will always be a time to unlock this secret, fuck, we will keep the status quo for the time being during this time, Wang Lei and their community must be rumored." ”

Coleman did not follow Wang Lei and them back, he first went to the FBI Los Angeles branch. Now the people on that side are impetuous, and he has to stabilize the situation.

The important thing is that he must immediately report the whole matter to the Hoover Building, which is also related to the reputation of the dead Lori, and if it is not done well, it will affect the reputation of the entire FBI, and he cannot be negligent.

During the busy night of the branch, after a new press conference held by the Los Angeles police, Coleman also held a press conference at the branch gate.

Despite numerous reporters asking him about the L.A. police's missteps, Mr. Kaulman showed the forbearance of an F.B.I. division chief.

He focused on the loss of Lori's death to the FBI, Lori's dedication to the children of Los Angeles, and so on.

Wang Lei and the three women, who were sitting in the living room watching TV, were a little touched, and Wang Shuier was the most emotional: "Kaulman is so good, if there is any case in the future, we must all try our best to help him." ”

Wang Lei smiled secretly, except that Julie is a genuine agent of the FBI, the three of them are now eating the funds provided by the FBI, living in the FBI's free mansion, and what do they say to help Kaleman, the FBI is not collecting rent from everyone, so they are secretly having fun.

Coleman also called Wang Lei in his spare time, and everyone agreed to go to the best acoustic-sound bar in Beverly Hills for a crazy night together.

God can testify that Wang Lei was forced and surrounded by three women to say this, and the three tigresses stared at Wang Lei who was leaning on the sofa.

I don't know if the geomagnetic field of Los Angeles is strange or Wang Shui'er has a strong aura, the SUV driven by Coleman almost rushed into the foyer of the small courtyard.

Even some of the necessary tasks of the branch were handed over to a few new assistants. Gratefully took a glass of ice water handed over by Wang Shui'er, and Coleman drank it in one gulp.

"We need to get to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania right away, and we need to get to the airport right away." Coleman received a call from headquarters, took a few minutes to make arrangements, and then came straight over, exhausted from a long day's work.

After listening to Coleman's words, no one asked what he was doing in Pittsburgh first, but they all stared at Wang Shui'er strangely. Coleman, of course, was even more strange, he also looked at Wang Shui'er, even if he didn't know why everyone was looking at Wang Shui'er.

"How can I be blamed for this, everyone hurry up and pack up our things, and let's leave for Pittsburgh." Wang Shui'er pursed her lips and jumped up again in a blink of an eye.

On the way to the airport, Coleman explained to Mr. Wang: "Boeing was temporarily loaned by the C.I.A., and as far as I know, one of their key employees died at their home in New York, or was discovered a week later." So we had to take a United Airlines flight this time. ”.

Women are very happy, special planes, such things, occasionally feel very high-end and comfortable, after a lot of times, a few or dozens of hours of flight journey, that is lonely and lonely.

At Los Angeles International Airport, Wang Lei, Yang Qian, and Wang Shuier waited here for the first time. Coleman and Julie took care of all the formalities, and the three of them sat happily in the hall, occasionally expressing a little opinion or controversy about something around them.

Yang Qian saw the long skirt on a woman, her eyes immediately brightened, and she pulled Wang Shui'er: "Look at that skirt, how about it?" ”

While listening to the chatter of the women around him, Wang Lei also looked around, worthy of being a famous international airport, the style of the waiting hall is quite three-dimensional, and the space is divided to the greatest extent, which makes people feel very comfortable.

On the opposite side of the pillar, a beautiful woman stood on tiptoe around the neck of a handsome man, and the two kissed affectionately, ignoring anyone passing by.