[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

Lance was lying on the table, and the pen was sliding quickly on the paper. It was not easy. He has lived in country A for 21 years without incident. He was so touched, so now he is writing a diary in Chinese. To express my inner feelings, of course, even in the Celestial Dynasty, only the nurses in the medicine-handling area of ​​the hospital can understand this diary.

Lance thinks that in various dramas in country A, as long as the police and police are not too stupid and too individualistic, they will survive, and other people, except the protagonist, his gay friends, and younger sisters, will be able to do so at any time. dead.

He was admitted to the FBI with an edge-of-the-earth grade, and he didn't do a good job at ordinary times, and he couldn't make mistakes. He has been mediocre for a year.

Can't be too good, because you will be targeted.

There can be no mistakes, because they will be brushed off.

Putting the diary back in the drawer, Lance pursed his lips. The stereo in the house next door was too loud. Although he didn't care too much, his landlady would definitely knock on his door, because it was considered It's trouble, and he's an fbi, even though he's unknown.

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door.

Lance pursed his lips, pulled the collar of his clothes, stood up and opened the door, and then he saw the landlady in a nightgown standing at the door with disheveled hair and annoyed expression.

"God, don't they know it's late, dear?"

Lance pulled a smile, "Maybe they have a family gathering today, sometimes..."

"No! Honey! I bet Mrs. Dinah's son Jam is back, you know he's a bad boy! He even picked my oranges." The landlady shook her head.

You don't have an orange tree at all, and I've only seen Jam once!

Cursing inwardly, with a shy smile on his face, Lance comforted the landlady, "Ma'am, I will rest tomorrow, a rare vacation."

"Of course!" The landlady nodded, "Oh! You have to stop Jam, he has already affected you!"

"..." With a sigh, Lance compromised. He closed the door, took out a gun from the drawer at the bedside, took the mobile phone from the table, put on his coat and went downstairs.He seldom goes out in the middle of the night. Even when he does go out, he will grab some people or bring self-defense weapons and mobile phones to ensure self-protection and request for support in case of accidents. When he went downstairs, he saw the landlady standing there At the door, it was obvious that they were waiting for him.

The lady tried her best to look friendly, but Lance had already started to think about when to find a new house. He was tired of being constantly woken up by the lady to do some trivial things, even It was the naughty dog ​​who pissed on her lawn!Oh, God!It's already a lot of work for him to make sure that his work is not very good and that he doesn't make mistakes, and his mother will not be safe during the rare vacation time!

He's the fbi, not the landlady's nanny!Still have to collect money!

Escorted by the landlady's scorching eyes, Lance came to Mrs. Dinah's house. This is a traditional country A house. In the previous life, the house had a small lawn, and then it was a two-story building with an attic and a white door. , the music still didn't stop.

There was nothing at first, but when Lance approached the house, his heart almost immediately realized something was wrong, his eyes slid across the lawn, he swallowed, and carefully clenched his pistol tightly.

As he slowly approached, he felt that the hairs all over his body were about to stand on end, because through the faint light exposed in the room, he saw bloodstains flowing from under the door.

k!

He didn't know what was going on inside now.

"Hey! Noah! Why don't you knock!" The landlady stood at the door and yelled at him, but the sound of the stereo was too loud, and Lance could only hear a little bit vaguely.

Taking a deep breath, Lance immediately stretched his legs and kicked open the door of Mrs. Dinah's house, and then silently looked at everything in front of him. A little girl was lying in a pool of blood holding a teddy bear, her body was on her back, The big blue-gray eyes were lifeless, and the blood that flowed outside was his.

Stretching his neck, he looked carefully into the room. There was a bloodless arm at the corner not far away, and there might even be other victims.

The murderer: Rich, a golden bachelor who lives 50 meters away, works as a clerk in an ordinary company, and broke up with his girlfriend not long ago.

Taking a few steps back silently, Lance suppressed the urge to cover his eyes, this damn strange ability!

Raising his eyes, Lance saw that the landlady not far away was already a little irritable, and her nightgown was rushing here. He didn't even think about it, and immediately took a few steps back, and then stopped the landlady.

"Oh! Noah! What the hell are you doing!" The landlady was already furious, but still called Lance's name, looking directly at Lance for an explanation, "Why don't you stop that bad boy!"

Lance narrowed his eyes, he still held the pistol in his hand, "Madam, please go home as soon as possible."

"..." The landlady was frightened, she had never seen such a side of her tenant.

Lance looked around vigilantly, then held the gun in one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other hand and dialed the emergency number, "Madam, please go home as soon as possible and don't go out." After repeating again, the call was connected, But the sound of the stereo was a bit loud, so he had to increase his voice, "I'm Noah Lance, there was a murder case at No. 189 in the Dries community, and there were more than one victim." Although he was also a member of the FBI, he called the police Procedures still have to be followed.

"Oh! God!" The landlady immediately covered her mouth and looked at Lance in surprise.

"Now! Go home!" Lance repeated, and the terrified landlady left immediately.

Without entering Dinah's house, Lance wanted to ensure that the scene of the crime was absolutely clean. Five minutes later, the local police first arrived, quickly cleaned up the scene, and then decisively asked the FBI for help. This was a vicious homicide case.

The police acted quickly and immediately sealed off the scene, and then came out to clean up and inspect the scene professionally. Lance was asked how the body was found. What made him a little speechless was that the police officer who came to ask him the question obviously didn't understand his situation first. He also asked the medical staff to give him a blanket and a cup of hot tea.

"I'm an FBI agent." Lance shrugged, "Although it's a civilian job, it's not that vulnerable."

"Wow!" The police officer blinked and realized, "Of course! Then..."

"At seven o'clock this evening, Mrs. Dinah's house already had a stereo, but you know some families like this, but after nine o'clock, the music is much louder. My landlady obviously regarded me as It's omnipotent, she asked me to stop it, at first we thought it was Mrs Dinah's son Jam who was playing music. I always bring self-defense tools and mobile phones when I go out at night, and when I get here, the lights in the house are on , I saw blood coming from under the door, I kicked the door open and saw it... Well, then I called the police, I can make sure that no one has entered the house since then, and the place is 'clean' enough. "Lance carefully said what he had thought.

"Mm." The police officer who recorded it quickly finished.

Then the police continued to work here to collect evidence, and Lance went home and fell asleep. He didn't pay attention to those corpses, so until now he doesn't even know how many victims there are, whether there is Mrs. Dana among them, and he doesn't want to think about why A little child whom he had never seen appeared in Mrs. Dinah's house.Maybe it was a child of her relatives.

He is the reporter and the first person to discover the scene, and he needs to save some energy for some people who will continue to ask questions tomorrow.

The air in the morning was pretty good, but because of the murder case last night, the community was not peaceful. Mrs. Celeste came and knocked on the door very early. In fact, very few people in Country A would stay in bed at this time.

Do you know what it feels like to be kicked open the door early in the morning, then pushed down on the bed and handcuffed in only a pair of fat clothes?

Lance tells you: what a once in a lifetime experience, well, never want to do it again.

Fully conscious, Lance squinted at the handsome black guy on top of him.

"Don't move! FBI, Noah Lance" the handsome man pressed Lance's hand, and then followed his hand to find the dagger under the pillow.

"……"struggle!

"You're under arrest! Now!"

"Could you please let me get dressed first! Labor and management have human rights!" Although their heads were pressed against the bed, the bulletproof vests on the few people who entered the door already revealed their identities.

"Oh……"

"Listen, I want to wear clothes! Not everyone likes to run naked!" Struggling again, "Until you convict me of something, I still have human rights!"

In fact, resistance is also effective, at least, in the end Lance got into the police car fully dressed.

With handcuffs on his hands, and sitting next to the handsome black guy just now, it couldn't be better.

"Okay, I'm already in the police car, please tell me why I was handcuffed, thank you." Lance calmed down his efforts, and what should be done at this time should be calm.

"Can't you think of it? You are also an FBI agent."

"Okay, I probably know." Lance wanted to raise his hand to rub his forehead, but then he found that his hands couldn't reach him, so he turned his head calmly, "I need a hand to help me hold my forehead to express my love. Oh...complicated emotions."