Brooklyn, New York, in a coastal villa.

A handsome young man covered his head and slowly climbed up from a blonde beauty.

He was just getting used to the fact that he had crossed over.

The body's name was Brooklyn Lee, and he was a young federal magistrate.

There are only so many memories left in the body.

Brooklyn looked around blankly, and as far as his eyes could see, large chunks of vague memories associated with it flooded into his mind, causing him agony.

Entry, hugging, arguing, bathing, playing cards, playing cards by the window, showering afterwards, continuing to argue, getting emotional, screaming, bloody, panicking......

The vague memory kept squeezing hard into his head, and Brooklyn snorted, and one of them didn't stand still, and fell back on his stomach.

He looked down and found himself lying on top of a woman with blond hair spread on the ground, her eyes widened, and her bathrobe draped wide open, revealing her beautiful body.

The burgundy silk bathrobe that was spread under the woman was soaked with blood and sticky to the ground.

The woman has a knife stuck in her abdomen, and her body is cold!

Brooklyn was taken aback by the discovery, but the moment she saw the woman, the vague memory turned out to be much clearer.

"Brooklyn, I'm going to ruin you!!"

The woman's voice was full of hatred, like a femme fatale, from the depths of her memory, followed by blood splattering everywhere, and panicked embarrassment......

He remembered!

Yesterday, the woman named Selena publicly said on Twitter

"Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, I will reveal a little secret of His Excellency Judge Brooklyn Lee, and I am sure the public will be interested in the little fetish of this rising star of the judiciary. Everyone is welcome to listen."

This morning, he came to see Selena, and the two had a small argument, and he wanted to win back by playing cards, so the two played cards twice on the bed and on the couch by the window.

After playing cards, the woman remained unmoved and claimed to destroy him.

A violent argument broke out between them, during which the woman took out a knife from the kitchen and stabbed herself in the abdomen.

He panicked and hurriedly went to grab it.

Then, he crossed over.

……

Brooklyn rubbed his head, looked at the bloodstains on the ground and shook his head with a wry smile.

What an idiot the original owner was!

He looked up out the window, and a patrol car was parked in the distance, and two patrol officers, a man and a woman, were walking in this direction.

Brooklyn stood up against the wall and quickly scanned everything inside.

The woman had a knife stuck in her abdomen, and there were obvious blood marks on the knife, which didn't need to be compared to know that it matched him.

In front of the woman, there was a large amount of blood splattered, which was dragged into a messy appearance, and the soles of the feet could be faintly seen on it, combined with the blood stains on her feet, it should also match.

Look no further!

Brooklyn closed his eyes and told him that he didn't do it, and he didn't believe it.

"Ms. Selena?"

Outside, the patrol officer had already entered the courtyard and was cautiously approaching.

What to do? Is it to run or to be shackled?

A decision must be made as soon as possible!

Brooklyn's brain raced, and his eyes were on the digital alarm clock on the table.

PM13：58！

"Ms. Selena, are you okay?"

"We're NYPD patrol officers, and we've got a call from the police saying you have someone trespassing here."

"We're in!"

As she spoke, the female patrol officer had already come to the door with a gun.

Just as she was about to knock, the door was opened.

"Don't shoot!"

Brooklyn walked out with his hands raised, and behind him were dark red bloody footprints.

"Who are you?"

"Stop! Stop it!! ”

"Don't go any further! Raise your hands! Get on your knees! ”

The policewoman saw a man coming out of the policeman's room and shouted vigilantly.

Brooklyn stood under the porch and didn't go any further.

"There's a lady in the room who needs a doctor, I think."

Brooklyn said calmly.

The patrol officer slowly stepped forward, saw that Brooklyn was not threatening, approached quickly, and pressed him to the ground, and the policewoman looked back at the room and exclaimed.

“oh my god！ You killed her! ”

She quickly pressed the intercom, began to call for support, and then handed Brooklyn to her partner and walked into the living room by herself.

"You'd better not go inside."

Brooklyn was pressed to the ground and turned his head in remind

"She's dead. You go in and ruin the scene. ”

"Damn it! You killed Ms. Selena! ”

The policewoman angrily rushed in front of Brooklyn and pressed her knees his back.

Brooklyn snorted and didn't argue.

"Now, you should read Miranda's advice, Madam Constable."

"Hell! Sky! My God! You actually killed her! You killed her! You devil! You killed her! How can you still laugh! You've killed someone! Oh, God! You're such a devil! ”

The policewoman shouted from the sidelines, and a series of meaningless interjections came out of her mouth.

This made Brooklyn frown.

In order to avoid colliding with the reporter who came to listen to the news, he deliberately let the patrol police misunderstand him and admit his guilt, but this idiot only knew how to be stupid here, and did not know how to act!

Brooklyn sighed silently in his heart, looked at the hustle and bustle in the distance, and stopped talking,

At the entrance of the villa area, a group of satellite cars has broken through the barrier and driven this way, behind the satellite cars, there is a group of media reporters with long guns and short cannons with a crazy face.

Reporters flocked to the scene, originally for Selena's revelations, but found a bigger melon in front of them.

Their eyes lit up, and they didn't need to command at all, and the long guns and short guns were aimed at the villa, crackling and shooting.

Distance, close-up, telephoto, virtual focus, montage...... All kinds of messy filming techniques were used, Brooklyn, who was pressed to the ground by the police, and Selena, who was naked in the living room, were filmed all over again.

"Judge Brooklyn Lee, may I ask why you are here?"

A reporter wittily stuffed the microphone in and interviewed.

Brooklyn glanced at the station sign, which ACN is it? How does it feel so familiar?

He knows that NBC is NBC, ANC is Federal Broadcasting Corporation, CBS is CBS, what is this ACN? Atlantis cable news? I haven't heard of it.

Brooklyn was expressionless, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Are you drawing a line with Ms. Selena?"

The female reporter of the ACN family asked again.

"Why didn't you speak?"

The ACN reporter was quite mild, but the ABC reporter was not so easy to talk to, he asked bluntly

"Mr. Brooklyn, are you afraid that Lady Selena's upcoming secret about you will come to her?"

NBC's reporters followed

"As a rising star in New York State's judicial scene, did you think about the consequences before doing this?"

"Have you ever had a xx conversation with Ms. Selena?"

"Are you killing someone after a xx fight with Ms. Selena?"

"Did you think about killing her before you came, or did you think about it after you came? Have you ever wavered in your mind after xx? ”

No matter what the reporters asked, Brooklyn remained silent.

The three were surrounded by a group of reporters, and they were even more bold and ready to take the opportunity to sneak into the scene and shoot at close range.

This action finally woke up the stupid patrolman, who hurriedly handed Brooklyn over to her partner and stood at the door to stop the reporter.

"This is the scene of the crime, you can't go in!"

The policewoman shouted desperately, trying to maintain order.

But the reporters at the scene were like sharks that smelled blood, swarming in, and no one listened to her at all.

"Stand back!"

"Stand back! Back off!! ”

"All backwards!"

"Don't squeeze! Go back! ”

The policewoman shouted anxiously, spreading her arms and trying her best to stop the reporter. Finally, a series of sirens sounded from far and near, and a number of police cars stopped in front of the yard.

Police support arrived.

With support, order at the scene was finally maintained, the police quickly opened a cordon, and the reporter was invited out of the yard, and after picking up and dressing, he entered the scene to begin the investigation.

Brooklyn was also carried and stuffed into a car.

"Mr. Policeman, you have not read Miranda advice to me, nor have you officially notified me that I have been listed as a criminal suspect, let alone issued a formal arrest warrant to me, I am now a legal citizen of the Federation, and you have no right to do this to me."

Brooklyn sat in the back seat of the police car and spoke.

"Shut up! You yellow ...... Murderer! ”

Replacing the policewoman's partner was a fat man, who shouted at Brooklyn roughly, scolded and explained a few words to his colleagues, and drove away from the scene in a police car.