[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

Seeing that the two police officers in the room were about to ring the alarm bell to call for someone, Dick hurriedly opened the door and went in, "It's us, you go out first... Oh yes, I will send this person's information later."

The police officer nodded timidly. They knew Dick. After a moment of stunnedness, he immediately stood up from his seat and moved a few steps towards the door.Interrogation is not an easy job, especially when faced with this kind of strange mutant with a bad attitude. They were already a little scared. Now it is better to have someone else to help them.

Randall pulled away the chair and sat down with peace of mind, and the fairy-like long dress he wore gave him a heroic feeling.He picked up the notebook with some confession records on the desktop and glanced at it, but he didn't ask many questions. He only knew that the person in front of him was called Jem Erica, who was only 20 years old this year.

"What do you mean by what you said just now? What do you mean 'suddenly' becoming like this?" Randall asked the mutant in front of him in a low voice.

The mutant was a little irritable because of being locked in the position, and because of the threat of force from this pretty woman in front of him, he could barely suppress the unhappiness in his heart, "No other meaning, just the literal meaning, Haven't you learned grammar, Miss Inspector?"

Dick hesitated to speak, and saw that Randall didn't care about Jem's cynicism at all, but reached out and took his hand directly. The mutant bracelet effectively restrained the opponent's ability, and those hard carapaces could no longer Turned into a weapon to hurt others, but the appearance is still the same, the touch is rough.

Jem remembered how he broke down and cried in the street a few hours ago, and suddenly recoiled in fright, and almost jumped out of his chair, like a good woman who was licked, he screamed : "What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Randall smiled, and raised his red lips in a beautiful arc, but the strength he used was undeniable, and he pulled Jem back at once, and said gently: "Our police station has always advocated sincere communication with prisoners. , don't be afraid."

"..." Damn it, when Jem saw the face of this strange woman, he felt palpitations, flustered and frightened, crying until the shadow of dehydration hadn't dissipated from his heart.In the past, if he could touch such a beautiful woman, he could blow it for half a month, now?He wished he could blow a cold wind to his mind for half a month, as long as he didn't meet this crazy woman.

"According to your statement, when did the body change?" Randall asked sincerely while holding his hand.

Jem couldn't see the emotion of Godzilla's face all wrinkled at this moment, twisted and angry, he glanced at Randall, finally took a few deep breaths, and described in a depressed mood: " …A week ago, I just fell asleep and woke up like this fucking hell! Before that, I was really just a normal human being, and I never went to the hospital for a full physical examination. It has been found that there are mutant genes, this fucking... grass!"

"Did you do something?" Randall asked him, the emotions passed by the other party were not as chaotic as they were a few hours ago, which made Randall feel strange that those emotions of anger and doubt could be calmed down by him Perceived.

"What do you mean?" said Jem savagely.

"What did you do, where did you go, and what did you eat before you became like this?" Dick added.

"...I didn't do anything, I just ate the food at home normally - I bought it at the supermarket last weekend, then went to the video game mall for an afternoon, and went back to sleep after drinking a few drinks at the bar in the evening." Jem said.

"You lied." Randall narrowed his eyes. "What did you do, or did you eat something you shouldn't eat?"

Jem was startled by his words, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Randall's strength was beyond his expectation. The pair of white and slender hands held him firmly in place, and he looked up at Randall. At a glance, the other party's blue eyes seemed to be able to see through his heart, piercing sharply into the depths of his heart.

"I... I, I didn't..."

"As long as you tell the truth, I promise," Randall said softly, "I promise you won't cry again."

Jem shuddered all over, closed his eyes, and said stumblingly, "I met a man at the bar that day... He, he gave me a kind of medicine, er, powder, that's the kind, you all know... …He said it wasn’t addictive, and it was cheap. I, I drank too much that day, so I tried it—and then there was nothing else. I didn’t feel much about it, so I didn’t want to buy it. I fell asleep at home, and I woke up the next day like this."

Dick pondered for a few seconds, took out his phone, and put it in front of Jem, "Is he the man who sold you?"

What appeared on the phone screen was a portrait of Frank Toller and a 3D face model constructed by the police department.

"Uh... well, it doesn't look like much, but that person also has a mole here, but they look very different." Jem tilted his head and recognized it for a long time.

"Not quite like that?" Randall raised his eyebrows, he could sense that Jem wasn't lying, "Did he say what his name was?"

"Franklin...?" Jem's tone was uncertain, "I know, I know, I should remember, he mentioned it, but I was too drunk at the time, and I couldn't remember...what about Frank."

"Frank Toller."

"Yes, yes, it seems to be this one. It seems to sell watches."

"Randa." Dick whispered his name.

"Hmm..." Randall looked at him and guessed what he wanted to ask. He whispered, "But I can't be wrong. Dead people don't lie." His eyes narrowed slightly , like a cat.

After a while he suddenly looked around on the table for something.

"What's wrong?" Dick asked him.

"Where is the key?" Randall rummaged on the table, but couldn't find it.

"What key?" Dick asked.

"The key to his this." Randall pointed to Jem's mutant suppressor.

"... What are you going to do with me?" Dick touched his pocket and took out a small key. After all, Jem was the first to be caught by him.

"Let me unlock it." Randall took the key, inserted it into the shrinkage hole, and loosened the mutant suppressor lightly. Jem was overjoyed, thinking that there is such a fool?Sure enough, the most indispensable thing in this world is beautiful waste, and I heard Randall raise his eyes, glanced at him faintly, and said, "Don't worry about it, I still have no less than thirty ways to torture you and make you feel so miserable .”

Jem snapped his mouth shut, but Randall quickly snapped back the suppressor within a few seconds, making Jem not sure what he was doing.

Randall asked Jem again, "What did he give you like?"

"It's just an ordinary powder...but it's very convenient. You can drink it by throwing it into water." Jem said that he had indeed drunk to the point that he was a little unconscious that day, and it was because of him that he could still remember it. Wine isn't bad.

"You really dare to give anything by mouth." Dick twitched his eyes, just as a message from Jem Erica came from his mobile phone, he clicked on it, a man in his 20s, took a picture The photo on the ID card is pretty, and it doesn’t match up with the humanoid Godzilla in front of you. “Were you alone at the time? What about your accomplices? Were they also in the bar with you?”

"They...they're not my friends, I don't know them well, it's just that they said they were like me, they suddenly became like that." Jem shook his head, and the hard shell made a crisp sound.

"Then why do you want to rob?" Randall asked, "Becoming a mutant is not a reason for you to rob."

"Money... we all want money," Jem licked his lips, and his tongue didn't look human, like some kind of reptile.Jem suddenly broke down. He is only 20 years old this year. Although he does not do good things occasionally, he is not enough to murder and set fire. There are parents at home. He suddenly became like this, and he dare not go home. "I, we went to ask a doctor. On the black market, he said that there is a solution to our problem, but it requires a lot of money, too much, and we can't afford it..."

"How many?"

"Five, five million a person."

Randall sighed, "I see, do you have the doctor's contact information?"

"No...he doesn't use a mobile phone, so we can only come to him."

Randall finally let go of his hand, picked up a pen and wrote something on the paper, "Address."

Jem froze for a while, and then said "oh" a few times as if he had just woken up from a dream, and reported a string of addresses.

"What's the name of the bar you go to?"

"RENEGADE."

Randall's writing hand paused, it was indeed the bar he went to with Dick just yesterday, and it was also the place where Frank Toller appeared, "I see, you can describe it to the profiler later. I must describe, describe, clearly, clearly, the appearance of the Frank Toller who came to me." He gritted his teeth when he said the last few words, looking a little angry, "I Let's see what he looks like."

Jem nodded blankly, and watched him stand up from his seat, about to go outside, "Wait a minute! Wait a moment!"

Randall looked at him sideways, his expression still indifferent, "What?"

"I have a question," Jem asked in a low voice, not confident enough under his gaze, "Are you a man or a woman?"

"Oh——" Randall made a long voice, and the slender heels of his high-heeled shoes 'clacked' to the ground. He walked back and stood in front of Jem, and grabbed Jem's wrist simply.

Randall is 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. His thin and well-proportioned muscles are hidden under the soft fabric, but compared with the mutant in front of him, he looks several circles smaller, but Randall Er didn't care at all, grabbed the other's hand and put it on his chest without any scruples, and once again showed a smile that made Jem shudder: "Do you think I am a man or a woman?"

"..." Jem's mind went blank, and he suddenly forgot what he was going to say. When he came back to his senses, Dick had pulled him away.

"What are you doing!" Dick was frightened. It was the first time he had seen Randall's unrestrained style. He didn't realize that this kid was so bold inside.

"Isn't he curious? I'll just let him feel it." Randall didn't think it was a big deal, partly because he was affected by Jem's anger, and he was also dazzled by the anger that came from nowhere. Head, it's not very calm now.

"..." Then you can really do it.Dick was holding his shoulders a little harder, and took a few steps to the side, separating Randall and Jem at a safe distance.

Randall asked him strangely: "Why are you so nervous?"

Dick was also getting angry, and he said in a low voice, "The police can't play hooligans on the prisoners!"

Randall: "...I didn't play tricks..." They are all men, and they won't lose a piece of meat if you touch them.

Dick pushed him to take the man out of the interrogation room, and asked the police officers outside to quickly go in and take Jem away, and said to Randall, "It's late now, I'll take you and Lula home, I will organize the report and we will discuss these things tomorrow."

"It's not that you insisted that I work overtime, and now you're driving me away?"

Dick paused, "You go home and take a good bath and sleep."

Randall: "You're really looking more and more like my mom."

Dick rolled his eyes and dragged the man to the family area.