[Zhongyingmei] I just want to be a quiet good person

Solomon is an ordinary FBI agent. He knew he had to join the FBI after graduating from college, so he chose to sign up for the FBI after discussing with his parents.

Solomon is very smart, hard-working, and sweet-mouthed, so everyone likes this Jewish guy very much, even if Solomon chooses such a wonderful department as BAU.

Henriksen is Solomon's best friend in the same department, although this friend of his is a bit philandering and serious, and recently he is catching a pair of serial killer brothers. Henriksen used to say that he was bored to death by the two brothers, and everyone in the BAU, they were bored to death by Derrickson.

"Victor, don't get too hung up on them, sit down, my mom just sent me a big bag of pumpkin pie." Solomon stuffed the pie in one bite, and sprayed the crumbs.From the looks of it, he seemed to be enjoying himself.

"Work, lad." Henriksen patted Solomon on the head with the folder.

"Pies are innocent!" Solomon stuffed another piece into his mouth, his cheeks puffing out like a squirrel now.

Solomon has never received any big cases. Everyone regards Solomon as a child, a little brother next door.

In fact, Solomon is actually like a tall six-year-old child. Sam sneezes.

As a young detective, Solomon will naturally have countless beauties posting about him. However, Solomon has always devoted himself to his childhood sweetheart, so Solomon is always the one who leaves the fastest when he gets off work.

"Solomon, I still have a task for you!" Their supervisor, Steven Groves, was obviously not as fast as Solomon, and the other members were all laughing in their seats. "What are you laughing at! Do you want me to share the tasks with you?" Everyone sat upright, fearing that a single sound of their own would bring a catastrophic event to their weekend.

Groves shook his head, and put the folder in his own drawer, which seemed to be the only thing he did. "Young people nowadays, is falling in love so important?"

Single dogs like you don't know the benefits of girlfriends. Solomon is especially proud of being a breakaway dog.

Solomon's parents specially prepared an SUV for their son to travel conveniently.And Solomon is now driving to pick up his girlfriend who is still teaching.Yes, that's right, Ome's profession is to be a glorious university lecturer.

Greengage is called Bana. Bana is a beautiful Hispanic girl, and almost every male student in the school has dreamed of a romance with the young lecturer.However, it is said that Bana's boyfriend is a big man with a height of nearly seven feet (more than two meters), so most of the students are just shouting slogans there.After all, it was a little stressful to face a [-]-meter tall man, but most of the students complained about the lecturer, "It's purely a combination of beauty and beast!" said a male student who did not want to be named.

Bana knew how the rumors spread among the students, but in order to break the rumors, she decided to let Solomon make a grand appearance.

Solomon doesn't know why Bana asked him to pick her up this time, but our detective will definitely agree to the girlfriend's request.

"Bana, I'm outside your school, you can come out now." Solomon parked the car outside the school gate. "What, just drive in? Okay, no problem." Solomon started the car, made a corner, and drove into the campus.

In college, not many students drive SUVs, so Solomon is surrounded like a monkey in a zoo.The current students were so strange, Solomon wondered.

Solomon used to sneak into Bana's classroom to listen to Bana's lectures when he was bored, and Solomon got there with ease.

Solomon found through the car window that Bana was holding a lot of things in his hands. As a considerate boyfriend, Solomon had to get out of the car to help.

However, when he got out of the car, he disappointed the group of students who coveted Bana. "Where did the seven feet come from? I feel that my feelings have been cheated." A group of male students wailed there.

"What happened to them?" Solomon didn't know what to say.

Bana hooked Solomon's arm and got into the car. Solomon opened the trunk and put Bana's documents in it.

Although Solomon is a big man with a height of six feet and a weight of 150 pounds, it may be because of family education, Solomon still lives with his parents, so colleagues sometimes say that Solomon is a mother, Solomon has nothing to say, but It's true that he doesn't want his parents to be lonely. Solomon is a big boy, Bana has known since she was a child, but Bana has been spoiling him all the time, since Bana rescued Solomon from the school bully when she was six years old, Bana knew that she had to protect this guy for the rest of her life up.

If life really went on like this, Solomon might propose to Bana at the age of 30, and then they would have two children, a small house, and a car for family picnics on weekends. An SUV is like an ordinary middle-class family.

But fate is like a joke.

It all started when Henriksen caught the Winchester brothers for the third time.

Henriksen looked very excited as soon as he entered the office door today, "What's the matter?" Solomon couldn't help being curious.He remembered that the last time Henriksen was so excited, he successfully held the "round flower".

"An anonymous tip said they found the location of the Winchesters." Henriksen felt that he couldn't sit still.He wished he could go over immediately and catch those two bastards.

"Then why don't you go? Worried about Groves? Let me tell you, go!" Solomon was delighted that his friend got what he wanted.

Henriksen hugged Solomon excitedly, and Solomon patted him on the shoulder, "Go, don't wait until someone is lost."

When Groves arrived at the office, he realized that Henriksen was missing. "Where is Victor?"

"He found the Winchester brothers, so..."

Groves put his suit on the back of the chair, "So persistent! Victor." Groves stretched. "Come on, Solomon, the task you left behind yesterday." Groves took out a folder from the drawer. You would never have guessed that the demon Groves really wanted to kill Solomon when he didn't stop him for the first time.But nothing can be done.Later, the demon Groves was relieved.

When the master comes, definitely let her kill you first, thought the demon Groves.

So when Groves got the message from Henriksen, "Solomon is with me."

Well, well, Solomon can't go home for dinner, so he has to tell his mother, "Mom, I have a task today so I can't come back for dinner."

"Baby, be careful."

"Okay, Mom, it's okay, Mom. Tell Dad I love him."

"Mommy, hurry up." Groves could only compete with this kind of quick tongue.

Solomon has never seen what the two brothers who tossed the entire FBI look like, so Solomon got on the helicopter with the mentality of a spring outing.

However, the town is indeed quite small, and the rudimentary level of the police station is amazing. "It's a small town." Groves thought so too.

But before Solomon even had time to step into the police station, he hit the street!When he woke up, there was a sea of ​​flames, burning helicopters, burning corpses, and burning police stations. The sky was almost burnt out, like a fire burning clouds.

Victor, Steven, and Solomon struggled to get up, but got up a few times, and fell down a few times, "Damn, damn, damn." Solomon cried.

Solomon's eyes were burnt, and he vaguely saw a little girl walking towards him, "Get out of here, it's dangerous. Call 911." Solomon was worried that the little girl might be hurt by fire or other things, Said to the little girl with his last strength.

"This is the agent who came back from the dead?" Lilith lifted Solomon up with one hand, and then looked at his face, "He looks okay, if I didn't only like to possess little girls, maybe I would Choose this body." Lilith is like choosing pork.But no matter how strange it was, it was human after all. Lilith stabbed Solomon in the stomach, and Solomon died without even humming, "That's all." Lilith sneered, and threw Solomon everywhere.

When Solomon woke up, everything changed.The entire police station and the detectives who went to perform the mission were dead, and no one survived except him.There were plenty of reporters outside the hospital who wanted to interview him, as well as state troopers and investigating agents who wanted to know something.

"Where's Victor and Steven? And Bill?" These were Solomon's first words when he woke up.

"Pick off that thing in front of my nose, I don't need it." These were Solomon's second words after waking up.

"Agent Solomon Sokol? We are investigators from the National Security Bureau, Agent Will Jefferson." A tall man with short hair pushed the door open.

"Agent Waston Walt." Another tall man with medium-length hair followed closely behind.

Solomon was still obsessed with Henriksen's death, so Agent Jefferson called Solomon's name again. Only then did Solomon come to his senses. He looked at the two people in front of him with some surprise, but he quickly restrained his expression, "I am. Excuse me, what's the problem?" Solomon looked at the crotch of the two people. He was a little cautious about the pistol beside him.

"We'd like to make some inquiries about what's going on at the police station," the taller man said, smiling at Solomon as if he wanted Solomon to relax. "We know this might be very difficult for you." The shorter one glanced at the taller one.

"I remember I already talked with the state police. I didn't see anything, so I just passed out." Solomon was a little depressed. Why did he faint outside? If he could, he could choose to die with them immediately. In the police station, the taste of living alone is not very pleasant. "And, as the perpetrator, Brother Winchester, what do you want to ask me?" Solomon quickly took the gun under the pillow in his hand, and pointed at the tall man. "You killed them, didn't you? And you pretended to be death, which is really clever!" Solomon slowly pulled the safety catch with trembling hands.

The author has something to say: The serialization of the new article starts today, and I just can’t hold back the manuscript, [waving hand