Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, but in today's materialistic world. Neighbors have become strangers, and security doors have isolated the relationships between people. Sweeping the snow in front of each door, not making trouble for others, and not asking for trouble for oneself, seems to have become a way of getting along with modern neighbors. In the old West, neighbors still maintained a fairly friendly custom, and when new neighbors moved in, the people who lived here would introduce themselves first. Some of the warm-hearted neighbors will also help the new neighbors introduce their surroundings. But in Los Angeles today, this is no longer the case.

Although I had just been in the elevator, I had a few conversations with the new neighbor, but in Angela. In Dawson's mind, this was just a nod of the head. It's kind of a friendship that says hello after meeting in the elevator.

Like Angela. A policewoman with professional training like Dawson wants to install a bugging device or pinhole camera in her home, and there is a good chance that she will be discovered. The human being who can make Posesa, a half-blood demon, look good, naturally has something special about her. This woman named Liz is not only a master lockpicker, but also a good listener.

And her method of monitoring is also very special. Not only did Portesa buy Angela. Dawson's apartment directly across from the door, even the 602 directly below was bought. After reporting to Bossa, Liz quietly walked down the sixth floor through the safe passage, and after checking that no one noticed her, she opened the door and dodged into apartment 602.

If Angela. Dawson would have been surprised to see the layout of the 602 apartment, because all the furniture in the 602 room, even the teacups on the table, were exactly the same. But the only strange thing is that this set is similar to Angela. Dawson's apartment was decorated with the exact same room, but not a single light was installed. The ceiling is filled with small holes in which a thumb-sized sensor is inserted. If you want to grasp the rules of a person's life, then the best way is to have zero contact. Let yourself be that person subconsciously.

Because when human beings return to 'home', which is the safest place in their subconscious, they must put down the mask of hypocrisy, and some casual habits and small actions can often reflect the unknown side of a person. It's like a couple in love, when they don't live together, everything about each other is beautiful, but they don't know. In order to deliberately manage this relationship, both men and women appropriately cover up their own shortcomings. But when you get married, you have no worries about each other, you can chirp when you eat, and fart when you go to the toilet, these small details will slowly be revealed, and if both parties have a tolerant heart, these innocuous little details will be laughed at. But under the pressure of real life, the pressure of work is often brought back to the home, and these seemingly innocuous small details will become the cause of quarrels.

As soon as Liz entered the room, she took off her clothes, and Liz, naked, brought a special headset, and a sensor mounted on the ceiling was able to make subtle sounds. Transmitted to the headset, Liz closed her eyes. Breathe calmly. Quickly get into the role. 'Knock knock squeak...' came a slight sound from the headset. These seemingly chaotic voices formed a vivid picture in Lis's mind, and at this time, Liz completely entered the imitation of Angela. The role of Dawson. Liz followed the source of the sound, mimicking the same action. Unhurried, he walked to the kitchen, pulled out the chair next to the dining table and sat down. Liz listened to the small sound with all her heart. These sensors are embedded deep in the ceiling. With Angela. The floor in Dawson's house was only less than twenty centimeters away, and as long as people stepped on the ground, or the sound of stools rubbing, it could not escape Lis's ears at all.

Come back to the warm haven of 'home'. Angela. Dawson naturally wanted to remove the mask of the elite female detective of the Los Angeles Crime Unit, and Angela after removing the mask. Dawson is just a poor woman who is a mother and is busy taking care of her spiritual sister. Although I thought that there would be a man who could stand up and help me. Share the burden on your shoulders, but unfortunately in this materialistic Los Angeles city, it seems that good men have become extinct animals like dinosaurs. I took a glass of water from the water dispenser and took a sip. Liz downstairs also imitates Angela. Dawson made the same move.

Angela. After Dawson drank a glass of water, he loosened the hairband in the ponytail and threw the dirty clothes he had been wearing for two days in the washing machine. Dawson's movements. Immediately afterwards, I saw that Lis, who was wearing a headset in the dark, walked in the direction of the bathroom accurately, listened to the sound of the headset, reached out and pretended to twist the valve on the bathtub, and then sat down in the empty bathtub. Angela sitting in warm water. Dawson is different, Liz is imitating Angela in a bathtub without water. Dawson's movements. The sound of water dripping from the bathtub made Lisy imitate Angela. Dawson's motion of turning over in the bathtub. Hold your breath, Angela. Dawson dives into the warm water, where he can't hear the noise of the outside world except his own heartbeat. This more than a minute of tranquility seems to be a rare enjoyment. 'Whew...' is nearing the limit of breath holding, Angela. Only then did Dawson put his head out of the water.

After soaking in the tub for twenty minutes, Angela. Dawson reluctantly got up. Slowly dry the water droplets with a towel. The dripping hair was also dried by a hair dryer. Then I walked to the water dispenser, drank a glass of water, and lay down comfortably on the soft bed.

Liz imitates Angela. Dawson's appearance, after every movement last night, listened attentively, and there was no movement from the upstairs except for the sound of water flowing through the pipes. Take off the headphones. Liz smiled faintly. "Do you like to hold your breath in the water when you take a bath? Do you like to drink a glass of water before taking a shower and before going to bed? It seems that I have to talk to the boss, if the concentration of the medicine is too high, let her hang up directly when she takes a shower and holds her breath, it will be a joke! Liz said secretly. After getting dressed, he gently opened the door and returned to the seventh floor through the safe passage.

After Liz reported tonight's situation to Posesha, Bossa naturally asked Hamm, the 'dream saint' who made potions, to make improvements. I like to hold my breath when taking a bath, but if the content of 'sleep grass' is too high, it is estimated that it will really happen when I hold my breath and fall into a coma.

The morning sun shines through the window screen and sprinkles into Angela. In Dawson's room, the bedside alarm clock sounded a crisp "Ring, ring, ring..." Angela. Dawson didn't stay in bed, got up to brush his teeth and wash his face, changed into a sweatshirt, and went out. After an hour of morning jogging, I returned to my apartment. After taking a shower, tie up your ponytail, put on a brown-colored jacket, jeans and black flats, and dress neatly. Jean Angela. Dawson, the elite female detective of the Los Angeles Crime Squad, reappeared in front of the people.

Angela. Soon after Dawson went out, Hamm delivered the newly prepared potion to Lis. With a 'click', the door of 702 was unscrewed open by Lis, a master lockpicker. Cautiously entered the room and walked towards the location of the kitchen water dispenser. He took out the potion that Bosesa had asked people to deliver medicine, and in the thumb-sized syringe was twenty milligrams of clear medicine. Tricky Hamm calculated that when the potion was diluted in water, its effectiveness decreased. And put Angela. Dawson's bath time is counted. That is, Angela. Dawson drank the dose of two glasses of water, and after the superposition of the potion, it took about forty minutes, Angela. Dawson would fall into a deep sleep. Lisi carefully dropped the contents of the syringe into the water dispenser. After doing all this, I checked again for anything I missed before closing the door and leaving.

Nightfall, Angela. Dawson, the busy Los Angeles Crime Squad Detective, dragged her tired body and mind back to her apartment, and in the elevator, she ran into the newly moved neighbor again. The two nodded and said hello, and Lis, who was familiar with herself, didn't seem to see Angela. Dawson had a tired look on his face.

"Oh, I'm so happy to see you, by the way, you're really the Angela on TV. Dawson? It's the capture of 'Rainy Night Butcher', 'Pizza Serial Killer' and that Angela of the 'President's Alliance'. Is Inspector Dawson female? Liz's beautiful green eyes stared at Angela as if she had seen an idol. Dawson's face.

Although the busy day makes Angela. Dawson was physically and mentally exhausted. But being recognized by the neighbors, it can only be because the director wants to deliberately maintain the image of the relationship, and responds with a smile, "Well, if there is only one Angela in the Los Angeles Serious Crime Team. Dawson's words, that's me! ”

"Oh, it's really you! You're so much better looking in real person than on TV. I'm a jewelry designer haha, and now that the best police officer in Los Angeles lives across the street from me, I'm much more relieved," he said, pulling out a delicate business card and handing it to the other party.

Angela. Dawson politely took the business card handed by the other party and glanced at it. The title of the chief designer of Windsor Jewelry Design Company, as well as the name of the other party - Lis, is impressively on it, needless to say, this Windsor Jewelry Design Company is the industry of Bossa, Bossa, a half-blood demon who has lived for three or four hundred years, naturally will not fan this kind of low-level mistake, and has already given Liz the title of chief designer in the company, even if Angela. Dawson really went to investigate, but he couldn't find any clues.

After a few minutes of small talk, the elevator went up to the seventh floor. If it's simple, the two of them went into their own rooms. After Liz made sure that the other party had closed the door through the cat's eye on the door, she quietly unscrewed the door, dodged into the safe passage, and walked towards room 602. (To be continued......)

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