Shen Shizhen

Maybe it is really like what Lester said, he is just too young to get out of the halo of the savior, he can't save everyone, in the end he still does his best and obeys the destiny.

Lisa, who is also very young, is very open-minded: "How many life-saving benefactors can be encountered in a person's life, not everyone has that luck. House can work in a police station with an intelligence team, which is much luckier than other policemen. gone."

Although Lisa's words are ugly, the truth is always correct-"It's his fate if you see it, and it's his fate if you don't see it."

It wasn't until Kato made a guarantee that Ai Fan felt better: "He will be fine, I saw his guardian angel."

Carter and Molde, who were able to get to the hospital after dealing with the tail left by Yule, also comforted Ivan, but Molde came more seriously: "You'd better find a way to get out of the hospital as soon as possible, Ji's condition is not good. very bad."

Fortunately, with the protection of House, Ivan has no major problems, but just finished the operation to remove the metal residue from his knee, and he will not be able to stand up for a while.

Fortunately, the bureau has been relatively quiet recently, and there is nothing to be busy with. Lisa and Lester stayed in the hospital, but Kato should have Lester's position, but he ran faster than anyone else: " There are too many messy things here, I don’t want to stay, they always like to chat with me.”

During the day, Lisa moved a notebook and sat beside Ai Fan's hospital bed typing, and Ai Fan slept most of the time. Yule had been tossing around in a hurry for the previous month, and now it is only a paid vacation.

Lester spends more time with House, but when the sun is good outside, the two will take Ivan outside to relax and chat.

Lester: "What do you write about every day?"

Lisa: "A novel."

Ai Fan remembered Lisa's reason for joining their intelligence team, and said, "I thought you were joking."

"I look like someone who likes to joke?" Lisa replied while pushing Evan's wheelchair.

Lester followed slowly: "Has it been published?"

Lisa shook her head.

Evan: "Why didn't you send it out?"

Lisa's writing style is well known.

The current intelligence team has a clear division of labor. As the complexity of the case fluctuates irregularly, Kirk's level is only good enough to write their internal case closing report according to the facts. Lisa is generally responsible for giving the nonsense to outsiders. Find a reasonable explanation for the progress and details of the case, and she has a publishing house in her own hands.

Lisa looked up at the blue sky: "Wait a little longer, until I know the final result."

Lester smiled: "You have the final say on the novel you write, don't you know what will happen in the end?"

Lisa squinted her beautiful eyes under the warm afternoon sun: "The ending I have planned now may not necessarily be the final appearance. I want to wait a little longer. The time is always right."

Later, Ivan asked about House's situation: "Who is his guardian angel?"

Lisa went to see it: "Grandfather, he looks very similar to House, with a high forehead."

"Where's Chuanchuan?" From the day Ji Chuan left to now, neither of them said a word.

Leicester: "Having gone back to work, Walker wanted to give him a day off, but he refused."

Evan paused: "Actually, Walker is not as bad as I imagined."

Lester thought about it, and decided to tell Evan: "Walker came to me after your meeting that day. He said that he didn't take extra care of you before, and even kept pressing you. In fact, it was Lao Mo who confessed very early on. of."

Ai Fan couldn't help sighing, he couldn't figure out how much preparation his father had made in advance, or how much he knew: "Why..."

Lester: "He hopes that you can calm down and improve your abilities. If you know that there are other reasons for his death from the beginning, how can you work wholeheartedly."

Ivan smiled and shook his head: "He asked Walker not to tell me until the end, and even made double insurance. He didn't let Walker see the note until a week before the meeting. He arranged everything."

Although Ai Fan was smiling, Lisa was sure that she could hear the self-mockery in Ai Fan's words.

Lester took a long breath: "Walker said that Lao Mo didn't choose someone else but told him. In fact, it was because Lao Mo knew me too well. Just like now, I have worked with you for a long time and my heart softened. , It is very likely that I will tell you in advance."

At this time, in Lance Headquarters, Kirk was seriously analyzing the case that cost them a lot of money.

Speaking of the last part where Yule took people to the villa, Connor said: "He is demonstrating. From his previous cases, it is not difficult to see that he is really keen on provocation, especially after he escaped from prison this time."

"We have seen him helpless several times in a row, and this time he will bring people to the villa that has been exposed is the best proof." Kirk said.

The explosion at that time interrupted Carter, Molde, and Lester who were chasing Yule by the back door. By the time they realized it, Yule had disappeared, and there is still no news about it until now.

But when they entered the mansion where the explosion occurred, they found that the little star named Ge Jin was practicing singing in a room farthest from the source of the explosion at the top of the second floor. It was a well-equipped vocal practice room.

The special material of the walls of the room prevented Gejin, who was singing with headphones, from noticing what happened downstairs at all. He followed the detective who broke in to go downstairs and saw the bombed-out half of the first floor before he knew what happened. What.

According to his words, Yule just told him that he had something to go out temporarily...

Later Molde interrogated Gerkin: "How do you usually contact Yule?"

To put it bluntly, Ge Jin was still a half-grown child. How could he expect such a thing to happen: "... He usually takes the initiative to contact me online, and I don't have his contact information."

Molde: "What about the frequency of your contact?"

Gejin: "I've known him till now... and I've only met him three times..."

Molde: "What do you usually do when you meet?"

Ge Jin is not the soft, creamy niche type, a trace of hesitation flashed across his sharp face.

Molde: "Just tell the truth, the police will not divulge private information."

Ginger paused: "Only the first time...he touched me...the second time he just took me to meet a few producers, and the third time was tonight..."

Kirk nodded thoughtfully outside the interrogation room: "No wonder, Yule probably recorded the first time they went to bed. After all, the voices of the two people are exactly the same, so we didn't think about it at all when we listened to the bug. Could it be them themselves."

Molde: "That means this is your first visit to his residence."

Ge Jin nodded, his thin lips tightly pursed revealed too much bewilderment.

But obviously Molde didn't have much understanding for him: "What about the first time? Where and how did you meet Yule?"

The young man's body froze, as if it was difficult to say: "I studied a few years earlier, and graduated at the age of 20 this year. I met at the graduation party..."

Molde: "Be more specific."

Kirk outside couldn't stand it anymore: "Could Molde be gentle, the kid hasn't made any unforgivable mistakes."

Gejin stared at the pen held by the detective on the opposite side and let go: "I'm gay, he looks... good-looking, although I haven't seen him, but it was our school's private dance that day, so I thought he was one of us At school, there were a lot of people around him at the time, I was just watching from a distance, but he seemed to have heard something, so he came over on his own initiative..."

Molde: "I heard what."

Ge Jin: "It should be asking who can sing well... Anyway, in the end... I went out to open a room..."

Molde: "Open the house and then."

This time, even Carter couldn't stand it anymore, it was so horrible...

Ge Jin obviously did not expect to be asked such detailed questions, and it took him a while to come out of his astonishment: "I...he...we went to bed without saying anything that night...it was him the next morning. Ask me if I want to be famous... I just thought he was just chatting, so I nodded, and then he added me to Skype and left."

This time there was no need for Molde to speak, so Gejin continued: "The second time he asked me out for dinner, I thought it was just...a date, but when I went, I found out that there were several famous music producers in the private room , That's when I realized he wasn't my alumnus at all..."

Molde: "Then why did he come to you after your concert this time?"

The young man was probably a little numb because of the details of the detective's affairs, and he didn't choke up his words: "He asked me out, and I came out after the concert. He took me to Saint-Villie in the Vuelta, but I thought it would be Something happened, and he threw me into the sound practice room in the villa and left, saying that he had something to do temporarily, and then you came."

Kirk, who was waiting outside, comforted Ge Jin who was finally released by Molde: "Thanks for your hard work, you don't have to have any psychological burden, just treat the resources that Yule gave you at the beginning as compensation for you, but for I still hope you can keep his affairs a secret."

Looking at the young man who was about the same age as himself, Ge Jin nodded and asked, "Are you a policeman too?"

Kirk squeezed his earlobe embarrassedly: "Yeah, I also listen to your song, it's great! It's really good!"

Even though he has been given too many titles in a short period of time, Ke Gejin would still be very embarrassed to hear people praise him face to face: "Thank you, you are also working hard, and it is very dangerous."

Ge Jin did not forget the ambulance he saw when he went downstairs.

Kirk glanced at Carter and Molde on the side, and showed him an absolutely bright smile: "I am very lucky to be able to work in the industry I like, and you must continue to work hard. I am looking forward to your new song."

Ge Jin was stunned for a moment, seeing the young detective's smile, he couldn't help letting out a long sigh of relief, as if he wanted to sort out a series of recent encounters and changes: "Thank you!"

Because such a person really exists, I also want to be such a person—one day I can tell others about my luck with a smile.