The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 378 Weaving Fairy Tales (Part )

The light shines through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the coffee shop. Jack, who is hiding in the car across the street, can only see a looming figure. He picks up the tablet and clicks on it, which shows a clear picture of the store.

The equipment was kindly sponsored by the FBI's New York office. Two hours ago, someone made a guest appearance as a pipe repairman and installed two hidden cameras in the store.

The passenger door was gently opened, and Hannah, wearing a long black windbreaker, got into the car with tears on her head. Jack quickly reached out from the back seat of the car to take the towel he had prepared and handed it to her.

"I followed him all the way, and the poor man was secretly wiping tears when he walked out of the subway station." Hannah said and kissed Jack on the lips.

"Where are the others?" Jack handed the tablet to Hannah and showed her Yifang, who was also crying secretly in the store. He looked around, but did not see Charlie.

"We should be turning the corner soon. I walked out of the subway station and got ahead of him."

Before Hannah finished speaking, Jack saw a figure turning around the corner of the street. He was wearing a plaid shirt, walking unsteadily, and his body was slightly stooped, as if he was bent down by life.

"Did your test put too much pressure on him?" Hannah looked at Charlie with some sympathy as he slowly walked towards "Yifang Coffee Shop".

Jack curled his lips and asked Justin and Garcia to help clear the ground and control the review. He had made so much preparations. If he couldn't withstand this little test, he might as well take Yifang back to Los Angeles.

“People only regard things as treasures if they are obtained through hard work. People usually don’t cherish things that are too easy to get.”

"So have I been too proactive before?" Hannah began to reflect, and this punch caught Jack off guard.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, "That's why I didn't let you succeed easily, otherwise you might have started to get tired of me."

Hannah smiled and really punched the dog man, giving him a loud pop on the cheek as a comfort.

"Look, look, the show is about to begin." Jack placed the tablet on the center console, and then like magic, a bucket of popcorn and two glasses of iced Coke appeared from the back seat.

Hannah laughed so hard that she put the popcorn bucket on her knees seriously and ate while watching, as if the two of them were in an open-air drive-in movie theater.

"Is anyone there? Yifang?" Outside the coffee shop, Uncle Cage or Charlie was surprised to find that the fence door of the coffee shop was opened, and there was a dim light coming from inside. He quickly opened the door and walked in.

For the two people peeping across the street, seeing the man entering the house from the car window, and seeing Yifang sitting in the corner silently crying from another angle on the tablet, they were as subconscious as a frightened little rabbit. He stood up, but awkwardly refused to turn around.

This kind of transition feels a bit like the director switching scenes when watching a movie.

"Leave, please."

"Yifang."

"No, you won't and you shouldn't be with me anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I love you."

"No, don't you understand yet? It was me who ruined your life, and I should be the really unfortunate person."

Looking at the tearful Yifang in the picture, Hannah felt that her heart was about to melt.

"Oh, this scene really should be made into a movie, without even changing the lines."

Jack laughed secretly, but was surprised to find that he had the feeling of Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was in a dream or whether the experiences in his previous life had turned into a dream.

"Hannah?"

"what?"

"do not move."

"Well"

Okay, confirmed, this is not a dream.

<divclass="contentadv">At this time, the conversation in the coffee shop continued.

"Are you crazy? Do you know that my heart was broken when you left me in the courthouse?"

"You won four million dollars, you know what an amazing gift it is, and now, because of me, you have nothing.

As for the one hundred thousand dollars, I am willing to publish a statement in the newspaper for you, at least this way you don't have to go bankrupt with me. "

"It's because of you that I have you. Don't you understand? This is enough. You are the real gift, given to me by God. Don't you understand yet? Don't you want to be with me? ?"

"Oh, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to be so sweet, they're too much, woo woo woo."

Perhaps the biggest difference between men and women is here. Unlike Jack who was about to dig out three bedrooms and one living room with his toes, Hannah looked so mesmerized that she took the initiative to stuff dog food into her mouth.

"If you don't want me, I'll walk out the door and you'll never see me again, but don't say anything about money, money means nothing to me."

On the screen, Charlie released his hands on Yifang's shoulders and took a half step back, looking like my lover, why don't you understand my heartbreak.

"Do you want me to go?"

After hearing Charlie repeat it heartbrokenly, Yifang subconsciously stretched out her hand with a complicated expression.

Hesitation, guilt, reluctance, joy, and of course sweetness.

She took two deep breaths in succession, shook her head slightly, and whispered only one word.

"No!"

Then he took the initiative and hugged Charlie's neck.

"Please don't leave, never, never, never"

"Please forgive me, because no one has ever loved me like this. This is all my fault."

Not long after, the blues music from the old record player echoed in the small coffee shop, and a pair of lovers hugged each other tightly and danced gracefully.

Jack secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them were just in love and nibbling each other for a while. There was no drama that was inappropriate for children. Otherwise, the most crucial scene would have been difficult to arrange.

"Ahem, Dupree, it's your turn." A message that had been edited long ago was sent from his mobile phone.

The next moment, Jack spit out a mouthful of Coke. What did he see?

I saw Dupree, dressed as a homeless man, waddling out of the street corner. This was the original arrangement, but why was there the old Hunter and his wife following him behind him, and this was an unauthorized extravaganza?

"What the hell, what do they want to do?" Jack had no time to rush forward to stop him, and watched helplessly as the three of them walked to the coffee shop and knocked on the glass door.

At this time, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. The two old men stood at the door and put away their umbrellas. They waved to the two people in the store, then pointed at Dupree, who looked extremely miserable next to them, and made a gesture of eating.

"Oh my god, let them in."

"I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's anything left to eat and get them some hot soup."

The couple was not unhappy at being disturbed. One quickly stepped forward to open the door, and the other turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Thank you, kindhearted people. We lost our way. Fortunately, this gentleman helped drive away two malicious guys. We want to help him get some food."

Old Hunter said tremblingly, with Didi beside him supporting him with difficulty, as if he was back to the way he was when he had the stroke.

Jack slapped his forehead. Hannah beside him was already laughing so much that popcorn spilled all over the cart. It was the first time that he discovered that this old detective couple also had a talent for drama.