Frankie hadn't read much, but he had spent years in the gang, exchanging experiences and learning more in prison.

The repair shop is large enough for the current community, and the current business is saturated. Money, everyone likes it, if it weren't for his sister being Mads's wife, Mads would not have blinked an eyebrow if Mads went bankrupt and invested in it.

Frankie learned too many tricks in prison when it comes to cheating money. What environment needs to be matched with what means, Frankie is at his fingertips, everything.

Oddly enough, this time Frankie changed his tune and refused Mads' request. But Mads wants to invest more, and no matter what Frankie says, he won't agree.

The two of them talked about their own things, and the more they talked, the more angry they became, and when they reached the end, they threw away the things in their hands and quarreled. A few maintenance workers stepped forward to pull the two apart, otherwise maybe there would be a fight, and force would decide whether to win or lose.

When Mads returned to Los Angeles, Frankie had long known about his habit, but Mads disappeared, and Frankie felt that he couldn't accept it. In that case, what about my sister and nephew?

"Then I don't understand, Frankie, what are you doing when you see me coming?" Coleman seems to be smiling, you are not wrong with anything, what do you run.

This is purely a habit that Frankie has developed over the years when he was in the gang, and the guys in suits and leather shoes are not to be messed with, most of them are from good backgrounds, and no matter how bad they are, they are also in the position of deputy sheriff.

Frankie recalled for a long time, and shook his head at Wang Lei's question about whether Mads had changed his mood recently: "It shouldn't be." What am I paying attention to his face, right? ”

Frankie leaves the repair shop with everyone, Mads is missing, and he rushes over to comfort his sister with his burning medicine, and also helps take care of his nephew, who can't do it alone.

Wang Lei, who originally wanted to take the time to go to the Venetian Hotel, also dispelled this idea, and the case once again walked into a dead end at the end.

There was no way, smiling bitterly, Wang Lei called the three women again. This time the effect was not good, the women were coquettish, and Wang Shui'er was very unhappy.

It's just that the three women are playing with what's the point, and the young man sent by Murray, who has been standing far away, is like a ghost in hanging boots, which makes people feel that there is no freedom at all.

Wang Shui'er, who had a strong temper, didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, asked Wang Lei clearly, they would probably go to the airport in a while, and simply explained to Wang Lei: "Fatty, the airport is waiting for us." We're going to pack up our stuff, and we'll be a little late, and I'll tell you that if you don't wait for us, I'll go and get a truck back to Los Angeles by myself, and you'll have to worry about being killed on the way. Hmph......"

Before I knew it, it was noon again, and everyone rushed to the airport again. Poor captain, such frequent take-off and landing flights, in his memory, was the enthusiasm he had when he was learning to fly when he was young.

Since becoming the pilot of the FBI special plane, the captain has developed the habit of slowing down and not being in a hurry. Through the large glass window of the captain's lounge in the departure hall, looking at the SUV walking in front of him with a puff of dust kicked up in the distance, the captain quickly stood up and began to move his body.

The captain hurriedly began to prepare for takeoff, but was told by Shane, who had registered first, that there was no need to rush, and there were still a few VIPs to wait.

The so-called VIP, this is what Nathan jokingly told Shane, and Shane took it seriously.

Wang Lei was about to wait until he lost his patience when another SUV was late. The three women who jumped out of the car cheered, Yang Qian and Julie didn't even glance at the pile of luggage thrown on the ground, and rushed directly to the special plane.

Wang Shui'er, who was wearing a backless cheongsam, smiled and looked at Wang Lei, who was close at hand, "eating" and smiling and watching. Wang Lei's pretended angry face couldn't hold that stiffness anymore, and couldn't help laughing.

Wang Shui'er shouted, jumped forward, jumped into Wang Lei's arms, held his head and shook vigorously: "Dead fatty, you are so bold, you dare to be angry with me, giggle......"

Wang Lei was blackened by this woman, and his hair was stimulated to stand up. His hands didn't dare to put on Wang Shui'er's silky and delicate back, and his arms could only clamp Wang Shui'er's waist hard: "Come down, so many people, come down, Wang Shui'er, I beg you, come down." ”

tortured Wang Lei to death, Wang Shui'er jumped down, raised her head proudly, and glanced at Coleman and Nathan, who were smiling on the side: "Nathan, carry your luggage, hum." The willow-like waist moved and walked into the cabin with a graceful demeanor.

Constantly shrugging his shoulders, Coleman, who finally laughed, patted Nathan: "Man, go ahead, it's good for your health to exercise more." Haha......ha

Shane didn't expect that the guest of honor who had been waiting for a long time was such a beautiful three women. Xie En, who couldn't figure out where the other party was coming from, made a gentlemanly appearance in a serious manner, and diligently served tea and poured water for the three women, and was very happy.

Wang Lei and Coleman looked at this situation and were embarrassed to correct it, so they had to let the three women command Shane and Nathan to do this for a while and that for a while.

This time when I landed at Los Angeles International Airport, it was time for the lights to come on. Shane, of course, was in a hurry to get back to the IRS Los Angeles office to report the sudden emergency, and the others drove back to Beverly Hills with the big pile of luggage.

The first thing for the women who came back from the tour was to take a bath and change clothes, while the men were busy pouring a glass of wine and drinking it. Even Nathan, who was about to drive, poured himself a glass of whiskey, threw in a few ice cubes, and enjoyed a sip.

"Coleman, we still have to start with Mikkelson in this case. I thought maybe Casey was hiding something from us. Taking a sip of wine, Wang Lei analyzed the causes and consequences of the case again and again.

Coleman has no opinion, Robert's words are still in his ears, and he will do everything he can to cooperate with Wang Lei. However, he glanced at Wang Lei's face: "If Mads has been killed, then we only need to find the murderer now." If he's not dead, can we rest for the night and go to Mikkelson tomorrow morning?" ”

Coleman couldn't resist it, he kept trying to close his eyes and get some sleep. Wang Lei glanced at Cowman strangely, why did he have to speak to himself in a tone of inquiry? Shaking his head, not thinking about this funny question, he must be too tired to feel wrong.

Coleman and Nathan didn't go home, so they nibbled on a loaf of bread, went to wash up briefly, and then lay down in Wang Lei's guest room and sofa, listening to the snoring at the bottom for a while, Wang Lei laughed dumbly.

I put the wine glass on the coffee table, too lazy to clean up the mess on the coffee table. Stretching out, slowly pacing upstairs, and talking to the three women, everyone was tired anyway, and waved their hands to rest.

Shrinking in the corner next to the bed, Wang Lei woke up in the middle of the night, and the tingling pain in his heart made Wang Lei's cold sweat flow into water.

Sitting on the ground, with his back against the bed, looking at the starry sky: "My wife, my love, are you blaming me?" Blame me for not finding your killer? Wang Lei burst into tears.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, Wang Lei woke up Coleman and Nathan, and when the three men quietly went out, the three women were still asleep. After a long time of relaxation, Julie sometimes involuntarily relaxes a lot, without the fierce aura of looking around and drawing a sword when she first came.

Sitting in the car, Wang Lei calmly said to Nathan: "We don't go to Mikkelsen, he won't be the murderer." Now let's go to Shane. Colman, do you know Shane's address? ”

Coleman nodded, and was about to ask, obviously Mikkelsen's plan to try to make Mads a scapegoat was unsuccessful, and Mads was preparing to divorce Casey, how did Mikkelsen's plot development of the killer change here in a fit of anger.

"Don't ask, Coleman, I still have some clues that I haven't connected to yet. I'll explain it to you in a moment. Wang Lei woke up in the middle of the night and didn't sleep again, and he has been pondering this strange disappearance.

After more than 20 minutes, the sky opened slightly, Nathan parked the car behind a Mercedes-Benz business, and Coleman pointed to an old-fashioned house about ten meters away: "That's Shane's house, should we go in now or should I call him out?" ”

"Nope." Wang Lei smiled and looked at the glimmer of the curtains on the residential building: "We'll wait." ”

It didn't take long for a newsboy in a hoodie and hood to wobble over in a beat-up van. In front of the lawn of every house, the newsboy would stop his car and bring out a stack of rolled newspapers and throw them on the lawn.

It's a commonplace, commonplace scene that Coleman and Nathan see 365 times a year. yawned and patted his mouth lightly: "How long will you have to wait, Wang Lei." I knew how good it would be for us to buy a few cups of coffee. Coleman grumbled.

There is no need to wait soon, Wang Lei said with a smile in his heart.

The van drove to Shane's door, and the newsboy opened the door and took out the newspaper, and instead of throwing it over, he got out of the car and approached Shane's mailbox on the edge of the lawn.

Wang Lei noticed that the curtain on the second floor of Xie En's house was opened in a very small gap, and there was a person standing there, silently watching below.

Wang Lei patted Nathan on the shoulder: "Keep up with that newsboy." "Coleman suddenly came to his senses, why did he follow the newsboy, and it was the newsboy in front of Shane's house?

"Yes, that's Mads." Wang Lei's words confirmed Coleman's conjecture. Only Nathan hasn't figured it out yet.

Coleman reminded Nathan to get out of the way of the oncoming car, there was no time to explain, grabbed the person and said, "Nathan, keep up, it's all your responsibility to lose people." ”

The van, which was more than 1 kilometer away in front, seemed to sense the tracking behind it, and began to accelerate desperately with the black smoke from the exhaust pipe.