[Comprehensive Film and Television] General

Peng Ziqian had to admit that she was a bit hasty when she agreed to Harold.

At this moment, she was squatting outside the door of a house, holding up the DSLR provided by Harold, pretending to be a tourist, but actually peeping at the house through the camera.

She really didn't have much research on stalking and voyeurism, which made it very difficult for her to accept this task, but she had promised Harold that she was always embarrassed to say that she couldn't do it.

According to Peng Ziqian's observation, she found that a rich man lives in this house, but it's not that she discriminates against self-made people, but his upstart taste can be seen from the decoration of the house and the style of this man's mix and match of famous brands on his body.

And she found that this man had a very deep conflict with his wife.

While she was squatting, Harold would call at regular intervals to track the progress. For example, Harold's call would arrive on time at this hour, "Miss Peng, how is the situation on your side?"

"It's okay, nothing happened so far. It seems that the hostess hasn't got off work and there are only men in the house." Peng Ziqian pressed the Bluetooth headset next to his ear to answer, and asked by the way, "Where is your friend?"

"There is no big discovery at the moment." The answer came from the headset, "Miss Peng, pay attention, reinforcements are coming to your side soon, and he will explain the specific situation to you."

"Him?" Peng Ziqian was stunned for a moment, "I thought it was Detective Carter?"

"No, another friend of ours."

"Oh, I'm surprised you have so many friends."

“………………………………”

When Harold was choked and speechless, a car stopped on the side of the road not far from her, and a fat man got out. Peng Ziqian looked familiar, it was the last time John rescued her The detective who appeared together.

"It's you?" Apparently the other party was taken aback when he saw that it was Peng Ziqian.

"It seems that you have found the right person." Looking at the other person's expression, Peng Ziqian knew that he was right, so he nodded and turned his head to their surveillance target.

"My name is Fusco." After a brief shock, the other party returned to his normal expression and introduced himself.

"My name is Peng Ziqian."

"What?" Obviously, the other party didn't know the pronunciation of Chinese names very well, so I asked again.

“……………… Adele Peng.”

"Oh……"

This short conversation made Peng Ziqian doubt the reliability of this police detective, but it was obviously unrealistic to call Harold at this time to ask for a return and exchange, so she decided not to worry about this issue anymore. And asked about the background of this family.

"I checked this house, and my husband has several fines, and there was also a divorce agreement." Talking about the case, Fusco replied, it seems that he has done his homework in this regard.

"The man brought it up?" When he came, Harold repeatedly emphasized that the relevant person must be related to a premeditated murder case. They may be the victim or the perpetrator, but there is no doubt that it must be a matter of life and death. , so Peng Ziqian took it for granted that perhaps it was the man who failed to propose a divorce, which was the reason for the murder.

"The woman." Fusco shook his head and gave a completely different answer.

"?" Peng Ziqian had to reevaluate this answer, and she asked, "Why? Domestic violence?"

"No, at least there is no official record of domestic violence." Fusco shook his head and denied, "But the divorce agreement stipulates that the property should be divided equally. Maybe the husband is unwilling to spend the money?"

"It's hard to say..." Peng Ziqian turned his head and looked at the house again. Most people would not kill their wives who have been married for many years because of money, unless he has a latent mental disorder. The habit of inferring his mentality, but she is not strong enough to squat for two hours to see whether the other party is potentially mentally ill from his daily life.

However, time did not allow Peng Ziqian to do further research, because it was time to get off work and the hostess of the house had returned.

As they were talking they saw a car pull up in front of Fusco's and a woman get out of it.

"It's her." Fusco gestured to Peng Ziqian with a wink.

Peng Ziqian saw that the woman bent down and waved to the people in the car after getting out of the car. She looked very intimate, and Peng Ziqian understood the expression of passionate love in seconds.

The wife of this family wanted to divorce her husband because of an affair, and wanted to share half of the husband's property in the end, which made the husband so unbearable.

When Peng Ziqian explained her guess to Fusco, his wife had already opened the door happily, completely unaware of a disaster waiting for her.

But Peng Ziqian and Fusco outside clearly saw the husband standing up and taking out the gun from the cabinet through the window.

Quickly judged the development of the situation and realized that they could not wait any longer. The two reacted almost at the same time. The difference was that Fusco, as a practical policeman, rushed to the house first, while Peng Ziqian relied more on gun, so she pulled out the pistol she carried just in case, raised her hand and pulled the trigger against the glass.

She didn't aim at anything specifically, what she wanted to achieve was to smash the glass to warn the people inside.Sure enough, a bullet hit the ground, and the glass shattered, and the man standing by the window quickly turned his head to look in her direction.This distraction gave Fusco the opportunity to burst into the house.

A few minutes later, Fusco settled the scene and took both husband and wife back to the police station for further investigation.

After stuffing the two of them into the car, she turned her head to look at Peng Ziqian who was still standing there with a DSLR, and then remembered that this tough girl didn't even want to raise her hand to shoot the window, completely disregarding the behavior of someone standing by the window, Suddenly his face turned pale, "You can go, if you don't want to cause trouble."

"Shouldn't this kind of thing be attributed to the 'New York man in a suit'?" She overheard Zoe mentioning this title, and she had always expressed contempt for this tasteless title.

"..." Fusco couldn't express his gratified attitude towards this girl who was so knowledgeable, so he curled his lips and nodded as a greeting, and then got into the car by himself to go back to the police station.

When Peng Ziqian returned to the apartment, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. She turned on the computer and browsed casually. There were many advertisements in the email, as well as a greeting card from Garcia—Garcia is always full of energy for other members of the bau group. People bring warmth.

She looked at the greeting card, thought about it, and finally dialed Garcia's number.

"Good evening, my dear sweetheart~" After the call was connected, Garcia's always energetic voice was unsurprisingly.

"Good evening, Garcia, I hope you haven't forgotten me."

"How is it possible, you are our heart, baby~"

"...I'm so happy." Peng Ziqian had expected Garcia's tone for a long time, but when she actually heard it, she still felt very fondly and nostalgic. She tentatively asked, "Are you busy?"

"Of course not, what's the matter?"

"Can you check a few people for me?"

"Of course... um, how many?"

"..." Peng Ziqian thought for a while, but still made up his mind, "Yes, uh, it's my personal reasons, so can you keep it secret for me?"

"...Well, how could we refuse with such an iron relationship?"

"Well, the three are Harold Ran, John Rhys, and Alicia Cowen."

"Oh...any other information? You know there are probably millions of Harolds in the United States."

"Harold graduated from MIT, can cross with Nathan Ingnut, John Rhys should be from the military or CIA, Alicia has worked for the White House... I have sent you the photos of Harold and John It's over."

"Okay... what do you want to check?"

"Everything." Peng Ziqian felt that if she wanted to make friends with these few, she had better understand some background settings. In fact, it is not impossible to get what she wants by using some means, but some things are officially authorized. Garcia checked more quickly and comprehensively.

"...Okay." On the other end of the phone, she heard Garcia's brisk typing on the keyboard, and it took a while before the voice rang out, "Adele, are you okay on vacation?"

"I want to die when I'm idle."

"Ah, it's really enviable."

"Can you tell Hedge, let's switch?"

"Forget it, I will give you news when I dig out the eighteenth generation of their ancestors~"

"Okay, love you, Garcia."

"Me too~"