Shen Shizhen

Kirk felt as if he had discovered something serious again, for example, today's boss seemed a little anxious, for example, today's Ji seemed a little aloof.

"I didn't even know you had your birthday yesterday, Boss! You didn't say anything, Boss." Kirk covered his mouth, so it was like this, could it be that Boss finally couldn't help but attack Ji.

Although no one responded to him, this did not stop his burning gossip soul: "Boss, Boss, yesterday was the Three Saints' Day, how did you spend yesterday?"

Even if Ai Fan couldn't see it, he also received Ji Chuan's chilling glance.

Connor showed an unspeakable expression: "Kids, don't ask nonsense, and don't know what you shouldn't know."

Lisa, who had always been relatively quiet, suddenly looked at a certain void and laughed, which made Kirk's goosebumps rise: "Sister, can you stop laughing suddenly by yourself, it's a bit creepy."

It was rare for Lisa to frown like this, and she said inexplicably, "Actually, it's good to have old Gerald around."

It took Kirk a long time to realize that what Lisa was talking about was the twin magicians from centuries ago. They seemed to have gotten into Ji's doll ornaments last time.

Looking at the unhappy face of his boss, Kirk felt as if he understood something again. It seemed that he still had to get along with Lisa in the future, and the twin phantoms were an important source of gossip.

As the vice-captain of the second team, Connor is naturally very clear about the movements of his subordinates. For example, Ji Chuan and Ai Fan went to their second floor as guests this morning before taking the elevator to the fourth floor.

Another example is that when Ji Chuan went to the second floor, he was carrying a garbage bag in his hand. The garbage bag contained half a six-inch birthday cake. It was stuffed into his stomach by himself.

The results of the tests were not so unexpected—nothing was found.

"My younger brother is a policeman, so of course he won't start with the normal way to find out." Carter's implication is that Kesma should have tampered with it from the perspective of a psychic medium.

But Ai Fan felt that he was very good and there was nothing wrong with him. He even brought the cake to Rebecca and Canlia without drawing any conclusions.

Ji Chuan was very sure: "Although you were not at home at the time, she didn't even ask you when she brought the cake, and left in a hurry after stuffing it into my hand. How can you give a gift to a birthday star without even saying 'Happy Birthday'?" Don't say it."

"And at noon the next day afterward, I made a special phone call to inquire about your physical condition." Ji Chuan added.

To be honest, Ai Fan's head hurts a little now, and the clues left by his father appeared before his cousin's problem was cleared up.

One is that they know the crux and don't know how to solve it, and the other is that they have no idea at all.

Maybe apart from his Chuan Chuan suddenly becoming cute, there is really no comfort recently.

Probably because of the Three Saints' Day, the lawbreakers have been relatively quiet recently, and there are no people who don't have good eyesight to stand up to the wind and ruin the interest of our Carter deputy team.

Carter, who was suddenly notified that he didn't have to go to a meeting with those chattering old men, had tears in his eyes. He deliberately got up early, thought for a whole morning, and finally decided that it would be better to take some action.

Taking the initiative to invite people out for various reasons is already a method that he has tried to no avail. He has even used such unreliable reasons as discussing the case, and Lester's attitude towards him in private , just like the reply to him at that time - "Don't talk about business after work."

So this time Carter plans to work harder and just pack himself up and send him there, and there is no need to ask him out.

The Three Saints' Day can almost be regarded as the most popular festival among young people in the summer of the Franks. Although it is not as grand as Christmas, it is not much different. The festive atmosphere is quite strong, and garlands are hung everywhere.

It’s just that Lester is a loner. He has never been very interested in these things, so when his doorbell rang today, he subconsciously thought it was a delivery—he just bought a rare book two days ago, Counting the days is almost over.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, it was the familiar face, and Lester froze.

Carter gave an eight-toothed smile to Lester, who had no intention of letting him in at all: "Did you think it was a courier? Actually, I was going to send a courier, and I prepared one for you that you must like." Trinity gift."

Lester said blankly, "Then why didn't you send it?"

Carter pulled out a smile of "Actually, I am also very helpless": "Because the courier won't let me get into the courier box."

Lester: "..."

Comrade Carter, who had successfully entered the room, finally sat on the sofa he had wanted for a long time. While looking at the display of veteran cadres in the room, he gently rubbed his hands on the sofa under his buttocks. Sure enough, he still had to give full play to his subjective initiative.

And Lester stood in the kitchen waiting for the water to boil, and didn't want to go back to the living room to deal with that cheeky, uninvited brat. He felt that the kid probably took the wrong medicine today, and he just opened his mouth to speak.

But in fact, Carter has recently achieved a lot of results under the influence of Connor. He has a thorough understanding of the old Chinese saying "If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain".

Strolling all the way from the living room to the kitchen, Carter's unafraid smile never disappeared: "How do you plan to live today, senior?"

Lester pointed his finger at the countertop of the sink, not wanting to talk to him.

Carter didn't care, and continued on his own: "Since senior has no plans, then I will help you plan it?"

Lester still didn't speak, didn't even look at him, and stared at his electric kettle indifferently the whole time.

Carter: "Go out to watch a movie, have a cup of afternoon tea, have a candlelight evening..."

"No." Lester interrupted.

Carter raised his eyebrows: "That was the original plan, and I also think you don't want to go, so I prepared movie resources and ordered takeaways for afternoon tea and dinner."

Lester: "..."

"Senior is very good to others." Talking and laughing, Carter subconsciously took out the cigarette case from his pocket.

The grieving woman Carter's complaint only got Lester a gesture: "Pick it out."

Carter raised his eyebrows and obediently put away the cigarette case. Who told his noble senior to only drink and not smoke.

Leicester would have thrown him out long ago if Carter hadn't brought the expensive bottle of fine wine that was just what he wanted.

However, Carter's mouth has never had a handle: "What do you like, tell me? Don't tell me about gentle, feminine, I have already asked Connor, and he taught me a word It seems to be called 'mother-fetal single'."

Lester: "..."

Carter sat cross-legged on the window sill of Lester's living room, lazily basking in the sun, as comfortable as in his own home. Regarding Lester's usual silence, his thirst for knowledge was not affected at all: "You said you are right Everyone else is quite amiable, why is it so uncomfortable when you come to me."

Lester: "..."

Carter: "To be honest, the more you ignore me like this, the more I like it."

Lester: "..."

Ever since, Carter didn't care whether Lester was willing to listen to it or not. Anyway, he seemed to have given himself a confession, and began to analyze himself bit by bit, showing his simple and rough psychological process to the man.

"I didn't have any ideas when I first saw you, but later I felt that you were very kind to other people, but you were not warm to me. It made me very puzzled, and I couldn't help being attractive."

"Who knows this kind of obsession? It's getting more and more obsessed. I don't know what I really care about one day. It's already like this when I realize it." Carter squirmed and squirmed his body exposed to the sun. His body, the curved corners of his mouth are always like a lazy hooligan, and there is no trace of a police officer.

In fact, this kind of thing doesn't need Carter to say at all, how could he not know what Lester himself did.

"So why are you so cold to me alone." Carter tilted his head and looked at Lester, who was sitting upright on the sofa.

Lester finally answered his question: "It feels like you don't want to be a policeman wholeheartedly, and you don't want to make progress."

Carter snorted in an instant: "Thinking about progress? It's too late to think about you, how can I have the time to think about progress."

Lester: "..." What is this child today... What's wrong...

Carter stared at Lester with an inexplicable smile and said, "Senior is actually shy, I'm just embarrassed."

Lester paused: "You think too much."

Carter suddenly turned his head back, squinted at the warm afternoon sun outside the window, and smiled with emotion: "It seems that senior understands me very well, and I really think a lot."

Lester: "..."

But Leicester had to admit that Carter was right.

At first, he was simply dissatisfied with Carter, a junior who was not in good shape, but as he unconsciously paid more attention to him, he suddenly discovered that this kid was really good at speaking and dared to speak. The first case he handled later made him change his view of this junior.

He remembered very clearly that when terrorists kidnapped children and threatened the police, if it hadn't been for his support in the rescue operation without hesitation, they would have never been able to solve the terrorist case peacefully and perfectly and save the lives of more innocent citizens.

Later, because of his outstanding performance, he was awarded a medal of honor by the superiors as a sign of encouragement. He remembered that the child was so frightened that he almost wanted to win a Nobel Prize. It's just that he couldn't hold back for a while when passing by, and casually dropped the words "shameless".

Who knew that Carter read his words into the system from the noise of the crowd exactly like a radar, and he said in surprise, "Why should I be ashamed? I definitely want you."

Lester felt that he might never forget what the child took for granted in his whole life.