Brooklyn sensed that something was wrong with Joseph Jr. and the others.

From time to time in the morning, they had been together from time to time, chattering and not knowing what they were discussing.

Noon, Mexican restaurant, lunchtime.

After everyone had finished ordering and the meal was served, little Joseph, a social expert, did not laugh with everyone as usual, but gathered together with Peter, cooing and snickering from time to time.

Brooklyn knocked on the table.

"What are you looking at?"

Peter pursed his lips and sat upright, shoving half of the tortilla into his mouth, nearly choking himself to death.

He took a sip of water and chewed viciously, as if he were eating Brooklyn meat.

Joseph Jr. reflexively hid his phone, looking hesitant.

"A girl from Baruch Academy, named Ovis de Silva Velasquez." Little Joseph whispered under the gaze of Brooklyn's eyes.

Brooklyn raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong with her?" ”

"Forehead......" Little Joseph was a little embarrassed, he scratched his hair in embarrassment, and looked at Peter.

Her L photos were spread all over the Internet, many people put her L photos with bears or tigers, and some people put her in restricted discs, and someone on social platforms launched an activity to compete who is the most imaginative. We're looking at these p-plots. ”

Brooklyn put down his fork, wiped his hands haphazardly, and pulled out his phone to flip through it.

After only three looks, Brooklyn put away his phone.

"Oh my God! It's just vicious! ”

Nelly's exclamation was heard.

Seeing Brooklyn looking at her, Nelly said worriedly, "I can only pray to God now, this little girl named Orvis is a strong girl." ”

"Whether she was shook, or really planned to seduce and blackmail, it was too vicious to do so, and no normal person could bear it."

With an explanation, Nelly folded her hands and prayed quietly.

Brooklyn put down the knife and fork he had just picked up again, grabbed his phone and walked outside, dialing Frank's number as he went.

"Did you find Orvis?"

As soon as the call was picked up, Brooklyn couldn't wait to ask.

Due to the plan made yesterday, it is not possible to let Pence Norton know about their actions for the time being, so the NYPD's search for Ovis is not as fanfare as a normal search operation, but is carried out in secret.

Doing it secretly ensures that information is not leaked, but it also has a fatal drawback – slow progress.

"Found it."

Frank's answer relieved Brooklyn, but the next sentence lifted Brooklyn's newly relieved heart again.

"Ovis de Silva Velázquez has been seen at convenience stores on the Texas-Arkansas border. She may have been on her way back to New York on a coach ride. ”

"Contact the Arkansas State Troop, stop the vehicle, and bring Ovis back."

Brooklyn said quickly

"What?" Frank asked suspiciously, suspecting that something was wrong with his ears.

Orvis was on the bus bound for New York, and they only had to wait for more than 20 hours for the bus to enter the New York bus station to find Orvis successfully.

Why stop the vehicle at the risk of a leak?

Isn't that an extra move!

"She's going to kill herself!"

Brooklyn said.

"What? Why! "Frank Says" Orvis is not such a fragile person. If she chooses to commit suicide, she will do so after the QJ happens. It's been almost ten days since the QJ happened, and there's no way she's going to kill herself. ”

Frank drew a quick conclusion based on experience.

Here's a summary of his experience as a police officer. It may be illogical, unjustified, and unexplained by any subject knowledge, but the lessons learned by these police officers themselves are often the most practical.

Frank may not have studied psychology, but his experience has taught him that Orvis is a very strong girl.

"She could kill herself!"

Brooklyn explained

Pence they launched a P-Chart campaign on online social platforms to compete to see who would take the most creative photo of Orvis. Now there are tens of thousands of people participating in the event, and at least 100,000 photos have been produced. ”

The message in the message area below the event is even more unsightly. Frank, once she sees this, she can't bear it! ”

"And why did she come back? Didn't you say her home is in Texas? She chose to go home to heal, such a serious injury, she passed in a day? ”

"But we don't know where the bus she was on is now. Maybe it's out of Arkansas. ”

Frank Road.

"My contact person will help locate it, and you are ready to contact the local police station at any time." Brooklyn hesitated for a moment, then added, "On the premise of ensuring that Oviss can be saved, try to keep it as secret as possible." ”

He said this, of course, because he was worried that Orvis would commit suicide, but Frank and he knew each other, and the more important reason was to bring Orvis back to New York alive!

Even if you die, you have to die in New York State!

Otherwise, subject to jurisdictional limitations, they will not be entitled to be sued by Orvis or Orvis relatives.

If Orvis dies, the nature of the eucalyptus changes. From QJ to lethal.

QJ happened in New York, Brooklyn they have jurisdiction, but once the suicide occurs, it becomes a death, whether it is QJ causing death or Internet public opinion causing death, the place of occurrence is outside New York State, they have no jurisdiction at all.

Therefore, no matter what method is used, at least make sure that Orvis enters New York, whether he lives or dies!

Hanging up Frank, Brooklyn calls Walter O'Brien.

Positioning the bus, Brooklyn's first thought was the Scorpio Squad.

The last time Brooklyn worked happily with the Scorpio Squad and kept in touch, after the shooting, Brooklyn 'thought' that the gunman's masked scarf was drawn with [Patriot], and entrusted the Scorpio Squad to investigate. It's just that the [Patriots] are well organized, and the investigation is very slow.

After dialing the phone, the first thing Brooklyn heard was not human voices, but screams and whirring winds.

"Judge Brooklyn, what's wrong?"

It was a long time before Walter O'Brien's voice came intermittently.

"Where are you?"

Brooklyn asked, confused.

There was another gust of wind, accompanied by a strong cracking of something, and Walter O'Brien shouted, "On the plane!" ”

"I'm a bit busy right now, and in 137 seconds, this big guy is going to fall to the ground with 57 passengers and crew! Can we communicate later? ”

Brooklyn shuddered, didn't utter a single extra syllable, and hung up the phone.

Five minutes later, Brooklyn dialed again, and the phone rang a few moments to be connected.

"I thought you fell to the ground with that big guy." Brooklyn patted his chest and joked.

"Almost." Walter didn't explain much, mainly because he couldn't understand Brooklyn.

This is his recent new gain, facing people who are unsure of their professional ability, directly saying the result and omitting the process can make the conversation concise and fluent.

"Walter, I'm sorry to bother you at this time, but I need your help if it's convenient."

As a joke to ease the tension that had just passed, Brooklyn got down to business.

"There's a girl who disappeared after being QJed, and now we're sure she's on the bus from San Antonio to New York, but we're not sure exactly where the bus is."

"We suspect that this girl is going to commit suicide and need your help in locating the bus."

"You're talking about Ovis de Silva Velázquez, right?" Walter directly reported Ovis's full name.

"Yes, it's her."

The Ovis affair has spread out of New York and around the world along the Internet, and it is not surprising that Walter, a person who works with computers all day, knows about Ovis.

"Hey, Judge Brooklyn, was she really QJed?"

Someone else's curious voice came over the phone.

"Yes, but she didn't do an appraisal, and she didn't call the police, and the police want to help her, so it's very difficult at the moment."

Brooklyn replied, satisfying the curiosity of the group of geniuses.

As he spoke, he heard Walter finish tapping on the keyboard, "That's it." ”

"She's in east-central Arkansas, and she's about an hour away from Kentucky. They move fast...... Locate it and I'll send it to you. ”

"So fast? How? Brooklyn asked subconsciously.

He thought it was a complicated process, but it took Watt less than 2 minutes.

Walter is sending a real-time location of the action for a lag.

This is not quite the same as the experience he has learned.

Brooklyn is clearly one of those who don't understand the terminology and have no computer skills at all, and Walter evaluates Brooklyn's computer technology and thinks that he can hack all Brooklyn equipment with just one finger, provided Brooklyn is not in E. y building.

But why did Brooklyn still ask about the specific process? Shouldn't he be uninterested in this?

Walter was distressed when he heard Brooklyn say, "Roger, thank you." ”

Then the communication was hung up.

Brooklyn was positioned and immediately forwarded to Frank, who returned to the restaurant to continue lunch.

………………

Sercy County, Arkansas.

Sersi is a very small county with a population of less than 10,000 people. The county seat, named by Judge Richard Sercy, is located in northern Arkansas.

In the afternoon, a bus left quickly after a brief stop in Sercy County, and did not cause any waves for the people living here.

It's just that people are surprised by the disdainful and grunting faces of the two passengers who got off the bus.

A familiar person greeted and asked, and soon, the two passengers were surrounded by the crowd.

Passengers stood in the middle of the crowd, recounting their journeys, and the crowd erupted in exclamations from time to time.

At this time, he had already left Sersi's bus.

Orvis huddled in the corner of the last row, nearly ten rows of seats in front of her, all empty.

All the passengers on the bus gathered at the front, and even people they didn't know chose to sit together.

As if Orvis was some contagious filthy thing, they wanted to get a little farther away from Ovis, a little farther away.

A little girl in a pink beanie hat was lying on the back of a chair, looking at Orvis in the last row with a lollipop in her mouth.

The little girl turned her head, raised her face and asked, "Mother, why is she crying?" ”

The little girl's mother hurriedly took her daughter into her arms.

"Because she wanted to rob someone else's things, she was discovered by others. Daisy can't learn from her, do you hear that? ”

Daisy nodded vigorously, wanting to look back at the strange young lady, but her mother found it in time and blocked it with her hand.

"Can we give her a lollipop?" Daisy hesitated for a long time before she took out a lollipop from her pocket and asked reluctantly.

"No, no. Lollipops are gifts for good kids, and bad kids can't eat lollipops. ”

"But, Mother, she was already crying, and she knew she was wrong. Mom, don't you say that correcting mistakes is a good child? Daisy asked, puzzled.

Daisy's mother didn't answer, just hugged Daisy and kissed her forehead gently.

Daisy could only sit in her mother's arms, eating sweet and sour lollipops, and her head continued to be full of great doubts.

Back.

The car was quiet all the time, and Daisy's conversation with her mother was clearly heard by Orvis.

Orvis clenched his legs tightly and buried his head deep between his knees, like an ostrich.

From the time she woke up, she didn't know what was going on, but vaguely inferred from the attitude of the passengers in the car that they might recognize her.

This caused a great fear in Orvis, who had only just tasted a brief period of peace.

She felt as if there was a loudspeaker, and while she was asleep, she announced her story to the world. Now people all over the world only know her, and they all know that she was QJed!

She felt as if she was surrounded by countless people, pointing and whispering at her.

'Why don't you dress conservatively'

"It's like, if you dress like that, isn't that just to seduce a man?"

"I can't blame QJ for her people, she is dressed like this, and she can't help it if she is a man."

"yes, just dress like this, you have to go to a place like a bar, tsk~'

Why didn't she resist a little more fiercely? ’

'That's QJ, I see she clearly enjoys it, otherwise why wouldn't she push people away? ’

'It's so pitiful, how can her parents see people'

Old De Silva had a bad heart, and he had to be angry with his daughter. ’

If I were De Silva, I would never wish I didn't have this daughter. ’

It's like, you say, what do you do with such a thing? Disgrace yourself? ’

Strange words of emphasis continued to stack up, enveloping her.

Orvis pressed her hands to her ears desperately, but the voices kept coming to her head as if they defied the rules of physics.

"Shut up."

Orvis muttered quietly. To no avail.

"Shut up, shut up!"

Orvis raised his voice slightly, but not only did it not help, but those voices intensified.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up! Close! Mouth!

！ ”

Orvis clutched his ears and screamed in pain.

"Close!

Mouth!

！ ”