The next day.

At the town police station, there was the sound of slapping the table.

"Case closed?"

The little policewoman Nellie looked at the sheriff and her colleagues in disbelief: "Why don't you investigate Selika, you all saw this picture, there is definitely something wrong with that little bitch!" ”

"Wow!"

The colleague who was looking at the corpse with Nellie yesterday looked at Nellie who slapped the table, and whistled: "Nelly, you have finally become normal, you were so gentle before, I suspect that you were witchcrafted by witches!" ”

Nelly: "..."

It's not like Detective Dean isn't there.

In fact, when the sheriff sent her to receive Dean, she was thinking about Nellie's violent temper and directly angered the detective invited by Tiger's father, but she didn't expect the detective to be a little white face.

Fortunately, the principal voluntarily surrendered and committed suicide.

Now that he has avoided being held accountable for the mistaken arrest of Tiger, the mayor of the town has gained the prestige of the residents, and Tiger and his father can not only regain their freedom, but also receive a compensation.

Isn't it the best of all three?

As for the money for compensation, the wool comes from the sheep anyway, and everything is paid for by the townspeople.

Look at the excited Nellie.

The sheriff shrugged his shoulders and persuaded, "Nelly, it's already obvious that the murderer of Teacher Totti is the principal, and we can't involve another female student again because of a photo of only half of the body, after all, our prize money is not much after losing the Tiger family." ”

The rest of the officers nodded their heads.

"You..."

Nellie clenched her fists, snorted, and left the police station in a rage.

She'll find out the truth about it!

...

The murders occurred one after another, which had a very bad impact on the reputation of the town.

All aspects are expedited processing.

In the afternoon.

Tiger and his father were finally officially released.

Tiger's mother, crying and hugging her son and husband, a family of three, hugged each other tightly, lost their voices in pain, and came to watch the lively town residents, seeing this scene, they all applauded and sang the praises of the happy ending.

The years are quiet.

If all this is regarded as a movie, it is undoubtedly a good ending.

The cameraman took a picture of the three of them hugging each other tightly into the frame, and the reporter, who had been waiting for a long time, took the microphone and stepped forward after waiting for the atmosphere to brew almost at the scene, and recited the question that had been prepared for a long time: "Mr. Fadilly, do you have anything to say about this encounter?" ”

Fadili wiped his tears, looked at the camera, took a deep breath, and said with trembling lips: "I believe that my son will not be a bad person, thank God, I and Tiger's mother, both persevered to the end and got justice, and I also want to thank our town mayor Mr., he..."

Not far away, a middle-aged man in the back seat of a sedan nodded with satisfaction as he listened to the meaty lines coming from the headset.

The sheriff, who was sitting next to him, pursed his lips vaguely.

The middle-aged man is the mayor of the town.

In this small town homicide, regardless of whether Tiger is the murderer or not, the mayor of the town can use this to collect the support of the townspeople, but himself, if it weren't for the principal's surrender, I'm afraid he would have to retire this time.

This bunch of damned politicians!

Fadilli's side.

The reporter added: "But according to my understanding, Mr. Fadili, in order to prove your son's innocence, you also hired a private detective?" ”

Fadili nodded:

"Yes, this is thanks to Mr. Mayor, when everyone thought that my son was the murderer, Mr. Mayor thought that the case involved minors in the town and must be treated with caution, so he helped me contact the detective agency.

But the detective didn't help, and we were able to get back together and breathe free air, thanks to the police officers in the town.

Although they were fooled by the bastard of Slip (the principal) before, everything was done according to the procedure, and then they continued to investigate secretly, so they put pressure on Slip to leave a suicide note. ”

Hear here.

The sheriff, who was originally a little unhappy, also nodded with satisfaction.

Blame all the faults on the dead principal.

It was perfect!

As for the truth?

No one cares about the truth, they only care about how things are handled in their favor.

This matter is over!

...

"This bastard!!"

In the crowd, the little policewoman Neli clenched her fists as she looked at Fadili who was talking eloquently to the reporter's camera.

This time, Fadili and her son were able to be released, obviously it was her and Detective Dean, who were about to find the truth, so that Principal Slip had to commit suicide, giving them hope to come out.

The result is in Fadili's mouth.

All the credit has actually become the mayor and sheriff!

Nellie felt chilled.

At this moment, she really wanted to rush forward and tell the truth of everything!

"It's a big deal, this cop is gone!"

Just as Nellie's temper swelled up, the vibration of the mobile phone in her trouser pocket interrupted her.

Nellie took out her mobile phone, looked at the phone clearly, and hurriedly ran to a no-man's corner, answered the phone, and said excitedly: "Mayfair, what I asked you to do, has there been a result?" ”

Mayfair is Nellie's college classmate, and after graduation, Nellie returns to the town and becomes a police officer, while Mayfair is a clerk in a financial institution in a certain Z province and lives an office retirement.

"Yes, Nelly, I pulled out Slip's (principal's) credit card records on August 4th and found him in the XX neighborhood of downtown Los Angeles, at 3:22 p.m., with a large expense."

On the other end of the phone, a slightly rough female voice came.

"Three twenty-two p.m."

Nellie murmured.

At that time, there were still more than three hours before the female teacher Totti was killed.

That's enough time for people to drive from downtown Los Angeles back to town.

She hurriedly asked, "Mayfair, can you be sure that it was Slip himself who swiped the card?" ”

"Sure!

I asked my boyfriend, and according to the card swiping records, I found out that it was a black clinic.

Nelly, you know, my boyfriend is a Los Angeles police detective, so the other party is very cooperative, according to the dictation of the doctor in the black clinic, Slip brought a girl with a very exaggerated figure to have a fetus at that time, and the time of leaving, about five o'clock in the afternoon, you can check the surveillance at the entrance of the town according to this time. ”

"Thanks, Mayfair, I'll invite you to dinner when I get back!"

Hang up.

Nellie's breathing was a lot heavier.

If the principal didn't leave until after five o'clock in the afternoon, then he would definitely not be a murderer!

Detective Dean is right!

As for the girl who had the abortion, nine times out of ten, it was the schoolgirl Selika!

In other words, these two people have no time to commit crimes!

Who killed the female teacher, Totti?

Why was she killed?

At this moment, the little policewoman only felt that her little head was excited, confused, and dizzy, as if she had found a big treasure, but she didn't know how to open this treasure and find the truth hidden inside!

Suddenly, a figure flashed through Nelly's mind.

"Detective Dean!"

There was a twinkle in her eyes: "Detective Dean said that the murderer was either the schoolgirl Selica or her father, so as long as I continue to investigate Celika's father, I will definitely know the truth!" ”

Come to think of it.

Nellie hurriedly walked to her police car.

She wants to find Detective Dean and dig out the truth of this case together!

...

Come to the town inn.

Nellie hurried to run upstairs.

The old man at the front desk stopped her directly: "Hey, Nellie, are you going up to find that handsome young man?" ”

When Nellie heard the old man calling herself, she had to stop and nodded suspiciously: "Old Reagan, I have an urgent matter with him, what's wrong?" ”

The old man took out a post-it note from the counter: "That young man is indeed very handsome, but unfortunately he was gone at noon, this is what he left for you." ”

"Gone?!!"

When Nellie heard the news, she was a little disappointed.

The truth has not yet been discovered.

How could he go!

Nellie took the post-it note from the old man's hand with some blankness, and there was only a short sentence on it:

"Nelly, you should be very disappointed now, but this is the reality, no one cares about the truth, they only care about whether the development of things is beneficial to them, I'm leaving.

--Dean. ”

Nellie looked at the contents of the post-it note and stood for a long time, until the call from the hotel front desk brought her back to her senses.

The old man at the front desk looked at Nellie with some concern: "Little Nellie, are you okay?" ”

The town is so big, and the residents know each other.

Looking at the somewhat lost Nellie, the old man thought he understood, and comforted: "Hehe, it seems that the girl who grew up watching since she was a child finally knows what love is, little Nellie, if you really like that young man, just chase it boldly, you are still young and have impulsive capital." ”

Sounds like a name I haven't heard in a long time.

Nellie crumpled the note in her hand and threw it into the trash at random: "I don't like that kind of coward who runs away!" ”

Let's go!

Go to the reality of stepping on a horse!

Isn't the reason why she returned to this town and became a small town policewoman to protect this place where she grew up and the group of people who watched her grow up!

Nellie made up her mind that even if it would anger the sheriff and the mayor, she must let Serika, the slut and the real murderer of Teacher Totty, get the punishment she deserves!

...

Leave the hostel.

Nellie drives the police car back to the police station and prepares to quietly go to the home of the schoolgirl Selica to investigate.

Just as she was leaving.

The sheriff appeared in front of her, smiled at her and said, "Nelly, if you don't go on duty, where are you going?" ”

Nellie raised her head and said coldly, "Something?" ”

The sheriff looked at Nellie's stubborn eyes and sighed: "Nelly, I must remind you that the murder case of Teacher Totti has been reported again, and this case is over!" ”

Nellie pointed to the police badge on her chest and said mockingly:

"Is it really over?

No, it tells me that justice that has not been carried out is nothing more than a fig leaf under the crotch of a prostitute!

Do you remember what you said?

Mr. Sheriff! ”

The sheriff's face sank: "Nelly! I'm not going to give you a chance to mess around! ”

"FK oil!"

Nellie's accumulated anger exploded in an instant, and her slender calves kicked out violently, hitting the sheriff's brother with precision.

Still angry, she grabbed the folder on the desk next to her and smashed it on the sheriff's shoehorn face, turning the scream that had just reached her throat into a low wail like a mourning dog...

All of this happened so fast.

The police officer on duty, looking at the furious Nellie and the sheriff on the ground like a dead dog, was dumbfounded, and for a moment, he actually forgot to persuade him.

Wait for him to react.

Mr. Sheriff, has rolled his eyes.

Hit the boss, cool is cool.

But Nellie also paid the price for her impulsiveness.

She was discharged from her pistol and put in a makeshift cell at the police station, at least until the sheriff's injuries were determined, and the best outcome after that was to resign.

Leaning against the icy walls.

Nellie, who had calmed down, sat cross-legged with a determined look in her eyes.

She doesn't regret beating that damn stupid pig, the only thing she regrets is that because of her impulsiveness, the justice that should have come will be delayed for some days.

The bad guys must be punished as they deserve!

...

Night falls.

In the darkness, Dean listened to the discussion of passers-by, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He didn't expect that the seemingly quiet little policewoman Neili would have such a violent side, and she almost kicked the sheriff's eggs directly and beat the other party into a pig's head.

Yes.

Dean went and came back again.

He doesn't care about justice or injustice, he only cares about the experience he deserves, and he can't lose a point!

It's just that I didn't expect to hear such a powerful thing from the mouths of passing residents as soon as I came back.

The town is not big, so you can't hide things.

It should be true, but I don't know what the outcome will be after Nelly.

I thought about it.

When Dean prepares to go back, he asks Harry to find old Hunter to figure out a way to transfer Nellie to the Los Angeles Police Department.

Now that the elder Hunter is the captain of the fourth squadron, this bit of power is still there.

Suppress the distractions in your heart.

Dean turned his attention back to the house in front of him.

This is the home of the girl Selika.

Serica is a single-parent family raised alone by her father, a lumberjack trader.

Serika is at home, but her father hasn't returned.

Dean is ready and waiting.

He wasn't sure if it was Selica or her father who killed Totti.

But none of that matters.

This kind of scum, just kill it.

...

Night.

Under the dim street lamp, a tired man, with the smell of sweat all over his body, returned to the house.

Inside, Serica is curled up on the couch, holding a tattered doll and watching TV.

See the man come back.

With a smile on her face, she trotted over and said happily, 'Welcome home!' ’

She was greeted by a man's rude palm.

The man grabbed Serika's neck and kept exerting force, and when the other party was flushed and almost out of breath, he suddenly let go, allowing Serica to lie on the ground and cough, tears and saliva flowing.

This scene, so that any outsider will not hesitate to take out his mobile phone, call the police, and accuse this man of domestic violence.

Serika was obsessed with it.

She wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, looked at the man's gaze, not only was she not afraid, but she adored even more...