I love you, I won't kill you

Claire Morgan didn't put on her bulletproof vest in time, from receiving the call from the police to rushing to Sheriff Mitchell's home.So, when she found that weird shoebox, she was professional enough to make her aware of the situation she might face.

Michael considers himself a well-educated, law-abiding citizen.Little did he know that during his schooling career in Chicago, he had already touched and gradually accepted the dark side of life abroad.

The allegations of voyeurism, sexual harassment, and intimidation are enough for him to face multiple criminal charges.Until the day he was released from prison, he was deported by the US police and immigration.Now, he has one more charge: possession of illegal firearms.

Claire's merciless questioning made her look anxious and red-eyed, and she hurriedly argued, "Officer, this is my personal property. You have no right to view it without a search warrant."

"Uh...you're right. But, I suspect it's drugs," Claire said.

"God! Police officer, how could it be drugs, it's just a handful..." Before he finished speaking, Michael realized that he had been fooled by the police.

Claire has now confirmed that the shoebox contains illegal items, following Michael's words, "Oh... what is it?"

"Yes... yes..." Michael had nothing to say, and more sweat came out of his forehead.

"Now, I order you to open it. Hey, don't act rashly, boy!"

Michael had no choice but to open the shoebox obediently.When Claire caught a glimpse of the shiny barrel of the .38 revolver, he pulled out the 10mm police gun in almost two seconds.

With a police gun in both hands, he aimed directly at Michael's head, "Don't move! Turn around!"

"Officer, this is not mine! Listen to my explanation!" This time Michael finally realized that disaster might be imminent, and roared.

"Put your hands behind your head, now! If you want to resist, I won't mind letting the coroner take your body out!" Claire put her index finger on the trigger as she spoke with the gun in her hand.

"It's over, it's over. Fuck, these damn women!" Michael cursed as he turned his hands behind his head.

Claire took out the handcuffs attached to his waist and read out as he put them on Michael, "You are under arrest! You have the right to remain silent, you have the right to hire a lawyer, and if you don't have money for a lawyer, the court will arrange one for you." A lawyer. What you say now will be used as evidence in court. Do you understand your rights?"

When Julie invited Susan and Alice into her parents' house, the three turned on the flat-panel LCD TV out of boredom.Under Susan's advocacy, she and Alice each held a game controller, sat on the carpet and played the No. 1 battlefield shooting game.

"Whiskey" was so obedient that he wandered into the kitchen, bit open the refrigerator door and took out a bottle of beer.When he returned to Julie, he put the beer in her hand.Julie stroked its huge head in relief, "Whisky, do you want to drink beer? Well, let's find out where your dinner plate is."

After settling the St. Bernard on the lawn in the backyard, Julie went back to the living room to sit on the sofa again.He patted the sofa cushion and said to the golden retriever lying next to Alice, "Amanda, come here!"

Alice glanced back at Julie and continued playing the game.Julie stroked the golden retriever's neck, thinking that this small town girl might have something to say, and asked, "Are you worried that this peeping tom will retaliate against me in the future?"

"It's entirely possible! However, you can choose to make him penniless or stay away from your life." Alice focused on the TV screen and said without turning her head.

Susan also turned her head and said to Julie, "What do you think of the restraining order?"

Julie was silent for a few seconds, then said softly, "Restraining orders are only useful for gentlemen. In this society, women and children are always the targets of harm."

"Hehe, Julie, you should exclude Detective Morgan. She was hurt? I would rather believe that she hurt others." Alice laughed bursts of laughter as she spoke.

The three girls laughed at the same time, and Susan stared at Alice amusedly, "You are very interesting, I like you very much! Were you and Julie good friends when we were in Jasmine Town?"

"Uh... right?! Shoot, our people are dying!" Alice pointed at the screen, changing the subject.

Julie didn't express her attitude towards Susan's words, but asked Alice again, "How did you find my parents' house and start a part-time job?"

"Hehehe, I didn't know whose family it would be when the people in the school's employment office told me where I was working." Then, Alice said, "Your mother is a good person. So when I saw her, I thought of them." who is it."

"So, when you knew it was my parents' house, you decided to stay?" Julie asked.

"Actually, I wanted to refuse the job at first. It's just that your mother... said that we used to be neighbors in small towns, so I couldn't refuse her enthusiasm."

"It's okay, you also know what kind of person my mother is. Well, since you are here to work, I hope you can treat whiskey and Amanda like friends."

Alice replied with a smile, "Of course, I like them both very much. Especially Amanda, with golden hair and dignified expression."

Of course Julie wished she was talking about the golden retriever and not the guy in Pensacola.He muttered to himself, "I hope you like dogs."

At this moment, Susan felt a little tired from playing games, so she put down the controller and said to Alice and Julie, "Do you want something to drink?"

As she got up to go to the kitchen, Alice sat on the other end of the sofa and whispered, "I'm sorry, Julie. I wanted to say this to you a long time ago."

"Why do you say sorry? At least the woman who slept with Amanda wasn't you."

"Uh...you know, I didn't object when Nora did it. So..."

Julie got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass in the living room, "Don't you think it's too late now?"

Alice stood up and walked to her side, "Too late? Hehe, I know you and her have already..."

"You want to say that I broke up with her? I'm sorry, this is between me and her." At this moment, Julie saw a white Chicago police car with blue horizontal stripes parked on the street outside the window.

Claire walked into the foyer of Sheriff Mitchell's home after two patrol officers stuffed a handcuffed Michael into a police car.Julie opened the door and said with a smile, "How about it, have you caught the person you want?"

"Hehe, yes. However, your father called and asked me what happened." Claire said a little embarrassed.

Julie frowned and replied, "It seems that I still have to go to the police station."

Looking back at Alice and Susan in the living room, he said, "Alice, take care of the two of them. Susan, if I don't come back at noon, you can have lunch together."

As she passed the police car, Julie glanced at Michael who was sitting inside.Turning around to ask Claire, "What are you going to charge him with? Uh...I'm going to use out-of-court mediation to deal with this matter."

Claire said indifferently, "Hehe, I'm afraid we can't use out-of-court mediation now. Because he hid this thing privately." After speaking, he took the evidence bag containing the pistol and showed it to Julie.

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