I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

The dagger flew past Qiu Chengke's hands, and while he was talking to Salazar, he carved carrots into flowers.

"I suspect you were a cook before you became a mercenary." Salazar wiped his hands, grabbed the radish flower and stuffed it into his mouth. Meaty."

"That's not for you to eat." Qiu Chengke raised his head and said, "I just used it to practice my hands. I can't eat anything it touches, because I used it to dissect several people before."

Salazar looked as if he had eaten a fly, and he covered his mouth and ran away retching.

Qiu Chengke smiled helplessly, took out a small piece of wood from the basket next to him and continued to work while sitting on the stump.

At dinner time, Qiu Chengke, who had wrapped himself up tightly, limped back from outside with a cane, holding a bag with a large piece of meat in his hand.

"Where did it come from?" The old lady put the few pieces of meat left at home on Salazar's plate and asked suspiciously.

"I bought it." Qiu Chengke said casually.

"Where did you get the money?" asked the old lady.

"I sell handicrafts, wood carving bracelets and so on to tourists in the urban area." Qiu Chengke leaned on a cane, put the remaining two small wood carvings on the table, took a sip of warm soup from the bowl on the table.

He stretched out his rough fingers to grab a piece of taco and stuffed it into his mouth. The old lady tilted her head and looked at the muscles on his body, and said, "You go out to make money so blatantly, it's better to be a stripper who makes more money and is safer , people with your figure will be very popular."

"Unfortunately, I don't know how to dance pole dance." Qiu Chengke put the meat on a stool beside him, and glanced at the calendar on the wall, "In five days, my mercenary friends will be back, Salazar You prepare, I will let them send you to the United States when the time comes."

Salazar threw the cutlery aside, said nothing, and ran out into the barn with his head down.

"Why does Salazar have to go to America?" Qiu Chengke looked at Salazar's back and asked, "You are not his biological parents, what about his parents?"

"Why do you meddle so much?" The old man muttered, "Let me guess, your face is burned like this because of meddling."

Qiu Chengke replied, "Yeah, I almost put my life on the line, but there are some things that must be taken care of, no matter what happens." His voice was very calm, as if he was telling someone else's story.

The old man was stunned for a moment, the wrinkles on his face piled up, and he looked at Qiu Chengke with cloudy eyes, as if looking at an old friend.

"Eighteen years ago, an anti-drug police officer fell in love with a stripper dancer when he was sneaking into the mission." The old man took a deep breath, and he said softly while holding the soup spoon, "One year later, the dancer became pregnant, and the undercover policeman fell in love with a stripper because he was already pregnant." After finishing his work, he was asked by his superiors to return to China immediately, so he gave his own gun, which is the gun used by Salazar, to the dancer, and told her that he would come back to pick her up in a month."

"It seems that he missed the appointment." Qiu Chengke lowered his eyelids slightly and wiped the dagger with a handkerchief.

"After the disheartened dancer gave birth to a child, she returned to work in the ballroom in order to make money to support the child. After the ballroom changed owners, she was tortured to death by a group of people with special hobbies." The old man's hands shook slightly, and the soup in the spoon spilled On his trousers, "We found the decomposing body of the police officer in the garbage not long after, he was killed by drug/dealers after revealing his identity to save a child who was held by robbers."

"I am deeply sympathetic to what happened to them." Qiu Chengke replied calmly. He has seen and heard too many such things. Whether it is chess or a big collector, it is actually very simple to kill a person and destroy a family. It was even more relaxing. Reid showed Qiu Chengke the list of victims. In the Minnesota area alone, the densely packed names took up two full pages.

"I cremated his body and put the ashes together with that dancer's." Tears rolled down the corners of the old man's eyes, leaving a wet mark on his wrinkled face. He continued, "The reason why I want to When Salazar returned to the country, he wanted him to take his father's ashes and a gun, and go back and tell those people that Salazar's father has not returned to the army. It is not a betrayal of the motherland, but that he will stay in this place forever and never go back. gone."

"I understand, but what does this have to do with your adoption of Salazar?" Qiu Chengke asked hesitantly, "Is that dancer your daughter?"

"No, the girl who was hijacked by the robbers was our daughter. She was dying at the time and left within a few days." The old lady said, "Even so, the policeman is still our savior, Sara Cha is different, he has a hero's blood flowing in his body, he should become a man like his father, instead of being a gangster in this small place all his life, but we are living in poverty, and we can't do anything except raise him Nothing else to give."

Qiu Chengke didn't answer, he took a sip of the cold soup and pretended not to hear the faint footsteps outside.

After Qiu Chengke helped the old lady pack the tableware, he found Salazar who was hiding behind a pillar in a daze in the barn.

Salazar heard the sound of the crutches and moved aside, freeing the dry, warm straw for him.

"I knew I wasn't their child, but I never thought I'd be the son of a hero." Salazar murmured, hugging his knees, "I mean, I do drugs, I gamble, I fight, I steal. It’s just a scum that even I look down on myself, why is my father a hero.”

He paused, looked back at Qiu Chengke, Qiu Chengke didn't speak, just tilted his head to look at him, Salazar waited for a long time but still didn't get the chicken soup for his soul, he said in surprise, "You shouldn't say anything to encourage me or comfort me at this time. In my words, for example, there are infinite possibilities in the future?"

"There are infinite possibilities in the future." Qiu Chengke said sternly, "Do you feel better?"

"Thank you, no." Salazar rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"In this world, it's easy to do wrong things." Qiu Chengke leaned on the pillar and said softly, "If you really need chicken soup for the soul, I've learned a lot from TV dramas and movies, and you can have as much as you want."

Salazar didn't speak, Qiu Chengke looked at the boy's young face, he was reckless and unsophisticated, Qiu Chengke couldn't imagine what his father, an anti-drug policeman, would look like, but he believed that a child who could stand in front with a gun in his hand and protect his adoptive parents would always Not too bad.

"How are you learning how to shoot?" Qiu Chengke handed over Salazar's father's gun. Salazar took the gun without saying a word, raised his hand and hit the bull's-eye.

"Those who came to collect debts were also caused by me." Salazar said sullenly, "I originally wanted to work for him to earn some money, but I didn't expect that he was a gang that robbed tourists. I wanted to quit. They didn't know Why did you take out a note saying that I owed them money."

"How much?" Qiu Chengke asked.

"It's a bit much for me, but not a lot," Salazar said dejectedly.

"Go out to sell things with me tomorrow, and I'll give you half of the money." Qiu Chengke has been carving wood in his hands, and has already formed a basic prototype.

"I've actually wanted to ask one thing." Salazar put away his gun and said hesitantly, "Is your name Qiu Chengke?"

Qiu Chengke held the dagger without changing his face, as if he didn't hear it.

"You are Qiu Chengke, right?" Salazar continued, "I saw your arrest warrant on the Internet before. Even though you are completely different now, your outline is still very similar."

"So, Salazar, what do you want to say?" Qiu Chengke asked calmly.

"I want to say, they must have made a mistake." Salazar said seriously, "It says you are a terrorist who killed hundreds of people, but I believe you are not. How could such a gentle person like you be a terrorist? You can't go back to the United States in this state, but I can, when I go to the United States, I will definitely find a way to prove to them that you were wronged and let them revoke the arrest warrant."

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"What are you talking about? Peeping at you?" Xia Zuo followed Rhett's line of sight and saw the red-haired clown standing behind him looking at Rhett.

"Are you sure he has a weapon on him?" Xia Zuo said to Rhett, holding Rhett's shoulder.

"Deformation, clown, he is probably a chess player." Reid explained affirmatively, "He was looking around when he was blowing the ball, his hand was close to his thigh, no matter how he moved, the toe of his right foot was always facing my direction , a convenient offensive posture, even if he is not a chess player, he has other identities."

"Plainclothes policemen or secret agents performing official duties?" Xia Zuo asked.

"Then he will get rid of the six fingers as soon as possible, instead of staying until now and being proud."

"I think what you said is very reasonable, so... I suggest that we should take precautions before they happen." Xia Zuo took out his mobile phone, turned off the flash and took a few photos at the clown. When he came over, Xia Zuo walked over quickly, puffed up the muscles in his arms, and reached out to the clown, who subconsciously gave him a high-five.

He didn't let go, but clenched it tightly, tilted his head and said provocatively to the clown, "Do you want to fight, huh?"

"Sir, what do you mean?" The clown couldn't break free, he put away his smiling face and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm working, sir, please don't disturb me."

"Then why were you staring at my boyfriend's buttocks just now? Be careful I'll dig out the glass beads in your eye sockets, you ugly." Xia Zuo pointed to Reid, and made a gesture to the clown's eyes Gestures, stretched his neck and said arrogantly, "You are still discriminating against us."

"Nothing, sir." The clown replied, he smiled apologetically and prepared to leave.

"Okay." Xia Zuo crossed his arms, and when the clown turned around to leave, he quickly stretched out his foot and tripped him up. He pretended to go up to help the clown up, and exaggeratedly said, "Oh my god, why are you doing this?" If you are not careful, what should you do if you are disabled?"

Before he finished speaking, he was punched hard by the clown, and before the second punch landed, Xia Zuo took out his FBI ID and yelled at the clown's face, "Assaulted the police! Killed! "

The clown grabbed his collar, gritted his teeth and growled, "Shut up, you messed with me first!"

"Fuck, kill me if you have the ability, deformed monster." Xia Zuo mocked, "If I were you, I would chop off my little finger to make myself look like..."

Before he could continue speaking, the clown grabbed his neck. He couldn't stop struggling, his face flushed red.Seeing this, Rhett hurried over and dragged the clown away.

The police who came later took the clown away, Xia Zuo raised his head, nosebleed, and a sunny smile on his face.

"Now you have the opportunity to get close to him." Xia Zuo took the tissue from Reid, wiped his nosebleed and said, "I'm the best at this."

"What is the best way to irritate others?" Reid asked Xia Zuo, who was about to be knocked down on the bridge of the nose.

"You're so tactful. I'm the best at disgusting people. Otherwise, why do you think I was transferred? It's not because the boss is afraid that I will be beaten to death by my former colleagues." Xia Zuo pinched the bridge of his nose carefully, feeling the pain He took a breath and said casually, "I am sorry, I am happy. When a person is angry, he is easy to do irrational things, and this scene is often simulated many times in his mind, and finally on a certain occasion Or put it into practice under stimulation. At this time, his facial expressions and emergency measures will reveal a lot."

Rhett nodded, and pondered, "People can distinguish between reality and imagination, but they can't separate them. No matter whether the situation is real or imagined, the body will have a corresponding chemical reaction. It's like they imagine themselves being insulted, hands and feet It's going to cool down and it's going to show anger on your face."

"You speak so officially, as if you were reading a textbook. I'm so sleepy." Xia Zuo subconsciously scolded Rhett, and then said in a low voice, "What I'm best at is guessing their behavior through their stress response. Thoughts, I determined through the reaction of the clown that he is not the person we are going to deal with."

Reid selectively ignored the previous sentence, and he asked suspiciously, "But I'm sure he's a chess player."

"He is indeed a chess player. Very few deformed people are proud of their deformity. He chose to high-five me with the hand with six fingers, which shows that he has no inferiority complex and is proud of his deformity." Xia Zuo Narrowing his eyes, he said thoughtfully, "But when he attacked me, he didn't use any weapon, and he didn't intend to use it. He was just a cover and didn't even have much experience with guns. Rhett, the real white chess It's not out yet."

"If what you said is correct, then he was nearby just now." Reid looked around the crowd. After the pedestrians had seen the excitement of the police arresting people, they continued to do their own things. The pedestrians are looking for people who fit the profile.

Xia Zuo followed suit for a while, and he frowned and said, "This is so troublesome, do you need me to continue to pick things up? I can piss off seven or eight people at a time, and I guarantee they all want to beat me up."

"Do you want to be beaten to death by them?" Reid said with a headache. "How can there be someone who is good at this? It's just... God... I shouldn't say that, but your existence is really amazing, incredible."

"You can just say that it's a miracle that I survived to such a great age and didn't get beaten to death. I don't mind. As long as I think about it, I will say anything disgusting." Xia Zuo looked around, He took Rhett to a nearby public restroom cubicle and whispered, "I'm serious, Rhett, I put aside my prejudice against you and Qiu Chengke now, your previous reaction tells me that you think Qiu Chengke is innocent , not emotional but out of rational judgment, you have conclusive evidence in your hand to prove that he is not a terrorist, and Al and the others think so too."

Reid didn't answer, he pursed his lips and looked at Xia Zuo warily.

"Come on, what kind of look is this? I won't eat Qiu Chengke. Qiu Chengke was taken out to take the blame, right? Someone else actually set fire to the party hall?" Xia Zuo said tentatively, "Or, then Is there a connection between the fire and the case of the great collector?"

"You'd better not get involved, Xia Zuo." Rhett whispered, "This matter is over."

"I've been involved, Rhett." Xia Zuo excitedly took out a bug that had been processed from his pocket, pressed Rhett's shoulder and said, "Someone put a bug in my clothes. I found out before I came here, and the only person I had contact with was a personal bodyguard of the former vice chairman of the Federal Reserve, which says a lot. I want to know what happened that night, what is the truth behind that terrorist attack, I think Know."

The author has something to say: sweetness... there will be sweetness!Don't worry!Soon!

Basically no knives!