I love you, I won't kill you

The maverick Eminem was rapping on an ipod nano 5, and the babbling and endless rap music was very suitable for the fitness exercise that the lieutenant was doing at this time.

No one knows what she's thinking, because everyone here has something on their mind that they don't want to share with others.The lieutenant, whose pores were dilated and sweating profusely, put down the two dumbbells in his hands, walked to the treadmill beside him, pressed the control buttons a few times, and began to jog again following the rhythm of the machine.

"Damn it, why hasn't there been any news about her yet?"

"Damn, I can't get through on the phone, and I don't reply to emails."

"What the hell happened..."

While thinking about his own problems, the lieutenant accelerated the pace of running on the treadmill.She finally stopped her weary legs when the numbers on the control panel showed she had run 15 miles.

2010年6月26号，中尉完成了在阿富汗的7个月服役期。可是，直到她与上尉把曾驾驶了28周的AH-1W攻击直升机交接给替换他们的飞行中队时，她依然没有从那个疑问中走出来。

Her friend Victoria once asked her, "Hey, what's the matter with you? You're going home tomorrow, not happy?"

The lieutenant looked at her, "No thanks. Just..."

"Please, want to go back on what you promised me so soon?"

"Don't worry, I'll go on vacation with you. There's something, I don't understand."

"Hmm, go ahead."

"A friend in San Diego, I feel like I've lost touch with her."

"San Diego? Well, let me guess, which girlfriend is it?"

"Shut up, will you?"

Victoria stopped joking, "Okay. Well, can you tell me what's going on?"

The lieutenant thought for a few seconds, "I don't know what's going on, it's just that I haven't called or sent emails in weeks."

"Perhaps she's home? Where is her house, far from San Diego?"

"Going home? I don't think so, because the only place in Richmond is her adoptive parents' house."

"Well, I see. So, does she have a girlfriend or a boyfriend?"

"I used to have a jerk boyfriend who was threatened by me once."

"Really? Amanda, you are so cool, you can snatch a girl you like from a man?!" Victoria couldn't help but wondered, and said something.

"Okay, it's not what you imagined." The lieutenant shook his head.

"Well, good luck getting home, Amanda."

"Thanks. Don't worry about your Hurricane Maker, I'm sure it won't be knocked down that easily."

"Maybe. Well, you'll apply for leave when you return home?"

"Yes. Every marine who has served overseas for more than one year can apply for annual leave."

"Oh, good luck to you then. I think you should know that starting this month, the US military will hold joint military exercises of various scales with our Asia-Pacific allies."

In fact, since June this year, the U.S. military, including the U.S. Navy and the U.S. Marine Corps, has held two joint military exercises code-named "Cobra Gold" and "Crocodile 6" with troops from seven countries.

Judging from the information of the US Pacific Headquarters, the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, and the Pentagon's strategic intentions for the Asia-Pacific region, more and more intensive large-scale joint military exercises will be staged in the Asia-Pacific region this year.

Therefore, it is not known whether the lieutenant will be approved for vacation after returning to China, and whether he will go to the Asia-Pacific region to participate in various military exercises.However, this is not her most important concern now.

....................

Los Angeles local time, June 6 at 27:2 pm.After Amanda couldn't wait to ask for leave with the commander of the squadron major, she drove her car and left the Pendle camp in a hurry without even having time to change into the desert combat uniform.

Follow Highway 5 along the North Pacific coast, heading south to San Diego.Now, she targets Nina Drake's apartment or the bar where she works.She wanted further confirmation that Nina was safe and where her two daughters were.

After nearly an hour, she drove to Hermann Boulevard where Nina's apartment was located.Parked the car and entered the apartment, walked quickly to the door of the apartment on the third floor, knocked on the door and called, "Nina, are you there?"

At this time, the door of the apartment next door opened.A gray-haired, elderly Hispanic woman came out, "Hey girl, are you looking for someone?"

"Well, yes. Do you know who rents this apartment?"

"What did you say? Oh, sorry, there seems to be something wrong with my hearing aid."

"You know, where is the lady who lives here and her daughter?" Amanda said, raising her voice again.

"Oh, well, it seems that this apartment has not been lived in for a long time." The old woman murmured in reply.

After a few minutes, Amanda walked out of the apartment building on the sidewalk in disappointment.Looking at the few pedestrians on the street, I thought, "Nina doesn't live here anymore? Impossible, she never mentioned about moving."

"Did she really go back to Richmond?"

Thinking of this, he took out his phone and called Nina's foster parents in Richmond.However, she still didn't get the answer she wanted.For a moment, she didn't know who to call or whom to turn to to find out everything about Nina and her two daughters.

Sitting in the cab of a Shelby GT500, Amanda finally decides to ask law enforcement first.Driving on the road, the phone was dialed, "Hi, Elaine, are you okay?"

"Oh, God! Amanda, where are you calling from?" FBI special agent Elaine called on the phone.

"Calm down, I'm back from Afghanistan. Well, is it convenient for you to talk now?"

"Thank God you're alive. Uh, what do you mean?"

"I'd like to ask you to help me with something, if you have time..."

"Oh, now? Well, where are you now?"

"I'm on Route 5. Um, is your office still on Wilshire Boulevard in Los Angeles?"

"Yeah, yeah. Well, I get off work at 6 and we can talk over dinner."

"Okay, that's it."

Elaine felt like she hadn't had a moment or a drink with her gunship-riding Marine buddy since last Halloween at the Marine Corps base on the East Coast.

She received her envelope after graduation at the FBI National Academy in Quantico in late February.The notification letter inside the envelope stated that her place of work and annual salary were the issues that concerned her most.

"Damn it, why did the FBI let me go to Los Angeles?" Elaine muttered to Frank beside him.

"Why, you don't like staying in the City of Angels?! Well, if you want to go to my place, we can change it." Frank said when he showed her his notification letter.

"Really? Where's your office? What, Miami!?"

"Yes. You go to the City of Angels, and I go to the City of Crime, very good."

"Well, thanks. Frank, I think I'd better go to Los Angeles."

"Well, good luck to you. You know what, I actually want to work overseas. At least with overseas work experience, I have a chance to apply for the position of director of the FBI."

After more than two hours and a 2-mile journey, Amanda drove non-stop from San Diego to the FBI's Los Angeles branch building near the Westwood area of ​​Los Angeles.

Get out of the parking lot and check the time is still a few minutes to 6pm.Amanda didn't mean to stop, and walked directly to the first floor of the office building.

"Elaine, where are you? I need to talk to you about this."

"Oh, I'm still in the office."

"I'll come to you right away."

Putting down the phone and pushing open the glass door of the lobby on the first floor, Amanda strode towards the interior of the FBI branch.A white security guard with an FBI-customized MP10A5 submachine gun with a 6mm caliber and a tactical flashlight under the muzzle was slung on his chest, and his eyes were fixed on the girl in the combat uniform of the Marine Corps.

Amanda walked to the metal detection door in the center of the hall without squinting, and glanced at the tall bald white man standing on the left, wearing a white shirt and blue uniform trousers, with a certificate hanging on his left chest, and holding an MP5A6 .

"Ma'am, please accept the metal detection inspection." The white security guard said.

"Hmm." Amanda said, walking through the detection door calmly.

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