I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

Ri Tian, ​​who was awakened by the smoke, jumped up in horror. It was jumping and just about to run out, but it immediately realized that the person who fed it the dog food hadn't left yet.

It turned and tugged on Grace's sleeve, trying to drag her out. It patted Grace with its paws, which were stained with Grace's blood.

Grace was lying on the ground in her hands, the wheelchair fell on her body, a dagger was stuck in her chest, the blood dyed her clothes bright red, there were wool scattered around her hand, and the knitting knitting knitting machine was about to be finished soon. Purple scarf.

Immediately afterwards, flames rose up, and the light of the fire was reflected in Grace's fading eyes.

The siren of the fire engine was heard in the distance, but Grace could no longer hear it clearly. Sun Tian, ​​who was trapped in the fire and did not dare to run out, huddled in Grace's arms, humming helplessly. .

Several firefighters rushed into the flames and took Grace and the others out. Grace was lying on a stretcher and saw Dr. Foster looking at her anxiously. She barely recognized this person.

She struggled to grab Dr. Foster's sleeve and let her bend down to listen to her.

"Dr. Foster?" Grace looked at Foster with blank eyes, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes

"Save Natalie...She killed herself with a bomb, go stop her...She shouldn't be like this, she shouldn't be like this...Stop playing stop playing...this damn chess... ...Dad...Dad, where have you been?"

Dr. Foster watched Grace being carried away. A medical staff handed Ritian, who was already frightened and crying, to Foster. Ritian curled up in her arms and twitched. Foster's mood was even worse. up.

She asked Smith with a straight face, "Where are the agents protecting Grace, the fire is so big, where are they!"

Smith had just hung up the phone, his voice suppressed anger, "White is crazy, their people hijacked the crowd at gunpoint in a movie theater, today is the premiere day of the latest "Transformers" series, that movie theater gathered A large number of movie fans and agents protecting Grace were dispatched urgently."

Foster paused to appease Ri Tian, ​​and she said in disbelief, "What is North Dakota hiding..."

Natalie was carrying a schoolbag and walking slowly along the 16th street. Her immature face was full of indifference that did not match her age. She held the shoulder strap with both hands and shook her head habitually, only to remember that no one gave her a gift today. She has a double ponytail.

It was she who stabbed the knife in with her own hands, she pushed the wheelchair over Grace, and she set the fire.

Natalie's footsteps paused. She stood at the corner and looked back in the direction of Grace's house. The smoke rose. She should be dead.

A sad expression appeared on Natalie's face for a moment. She took a deep breath, turned around and continued walking towards the mission location without hesitation.

A few blocks away from 16th Street, on the plaza on C Street, a new podium was built, surrounded by many admiring crowds.

In the background, Alexei, a speaker in a suit, is arranging his tie. He looked at the empty lounge, stooped nonchalantly, and took out a black elephant from behind the cabinet. He wiped the dust off it. , muttering "trouble"

He wrapped the black elephant in a handkerchief, put it in his shirt pocket, and turned to leave the lounge.

A young reporter, Yang, pushed his glasses and squeezed to the front row. He clutched his chest for fear that his black car would fall out.

Alexey stepped onto the podium, straightened his tie again, patted the microphone, and said, "I'm glad you're here..."

Across the road from the square, Natalie was standing quietly with her schoolbag on her back. A clown who was distributing balloons handed her a light yellow balloon in front of her.

Natalie recognized that he was just an ordinary clown. She held the balloon, looked at the pink butterfly on it, and suddenly murmured softly, "Mom..."

When the light was green, Natalie walked to the square with the balloon and squeezed to the front of the podium. Alexey saw a goose yellow balloon floating in front of him. He smiled at Natalie friendly and continued his speech. speech.

Natalie didn't move, she doesn't need to move, this is a remote bomb/bomb, she just needs to stand here, waiting for her king to detonate her.

Natalie still had the same plain expression, only the hand holding the balloon was getting colder and colder, and her thin body was trembling uncontrollably.

Recording Yang looked at Natalie suspiciously, and finally turned his body to help Natalie block the cold wind that was barely felt.

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Dylan was brought in front of Gordon by the special police. He still covered his ears nervously and babbled.

Rocker was fed up with the obstructive mask and Dylan's thoughts. He yanked off Dylan's mask, and when Dylan was about to subconsciously cover his face, two special police officers grabbed him quickly. His arm held him firmly.

Rocker stared at Dylan's face closely, and was about to ask a question, when he suddenly froze. He raised his hand to touch Dylan's face, but when Dylan screamed, he suddenly reacted, and he was startled. He retracted his hand in the same way, opened and closed his mouth, and finally swallowed the words that were about to blurt out, and said in an erratic voice, "Your face is really burned."

Gordon turned his head to look at Rocker, and Rocker turned his head and said to him slightly silently, "Qiu Chengke."

Dylan's tense shoulders relaxed for a moment, and then he arched his body again, continuing to twitch his body, and the nervous voice in his mouth never stopped.

Rocker hesitantly said, "Okay, Dylan, what do you know?"

Dylan whimpered and yelled, burning, burning, with a distorted expression, Rocker looked at the two special police officers, and said tentatively, "Don't catch him, he can't run away, he is too nervous to say anything useful if you are like this .”

The two special policemen withdrew their hands and stood behind Dylan, blocking his retreat. Dylan collapsed on the ground, hugging his thigh and holding the dirt with one hand.

Gordon tilted his head at Morgan. Morgan paused for a second before reacting. He pulled Dylan up and made him stand upright.

Immediately afterwards, Morgan turned his body sideways, stood on the empty seat, and pushed Reed in, and a group of people surrounded Dylan tightly.

"What happened here." Rocker continued to ask, "Who died in this fire?"

"Dead! They're all dead! Bang!" Dylan murmured indistinctly, but his expression was no longer stupid. He arched his body, pulled down his collar, and revealed the collar on his neck. Pointing to the collar, he raised his hand to cover his ears. He finished these actions quickly, and suddenly pushed Al, who was closest to him, away in panic.

He ran out of the circle and was grabbed by Morgan. He said in a crying voice, "Dylan! Dylan wants to go home, hide, hide himself, and go home."

Qiu Chengke is still dutifully pretending to be Dylan, he is like a real fool, speaking nonsense words that seem to have some special meaning, his head is tilted back exaggeratedly, like It was as if someone was pulling his hair and pulling him back desperately.

Gordon understood that he was telling them that someone was watching him from behind.

Reid lowered his head and looked at Dylan's feet suspiciously. His feet kept rubbing against the ground and stomped them several times from time to time. Cell phone, a new text message.

It showed Qiu Chengke on the above, and Reid raised his head abruptly. Rocker had already hinted at them just now. He could see that the Dylan in front of him was Qiu Chengke in disguise, and the collar with a bug on Dylan's neck further verified their conjecture.

But if in front of them, Dylan who was losing his nerve was Qiu Chengke, then who was Qiu Chengke who texted him?

Rhett stared at Dylan and opened the text message, there was still only one sentence, but this time it was longer, "Go, get out of here!"

Rhett subconsciously looked at Dylan, and the murmur in Dylan's mouth paused, Gordon stared at Dylan, and suddenly asked, "What did William send again?"

Rhett turned his head to look at Gordon, he looked directly into Gordon's eyes, and said following Gordon's words, "William told us to get out of here, let's go."

Dylan's eyes lit up, and there was a faint smile on his face, and then he froze like a card stuck, and he began to scratch his fingers, shake his body from side to side, and recently muttered "What to do, what to do Dylan... what to do, what to do!"

He covered his hair and cried out in pain, "What to do, what to do!!!"

Two young men ran over from a distance. They hugged Dylan and controlled him. As soon as Dylan was in the arms of the two young men, he calmed down immediately. He kept throwing his feet on the ground and was forcibly taken away by the two men. .

"I'm sorry, Dylan has caused you trouble." One of the young men said apologetically. "As you can see, there used to be a house here. Dylan lived here before, but it was burned down. It is enough for a person to experience two fires in his life. You know his head. He always feels that his home is still alive." exist."

Gordon nodded to express his understanding, and when the two of them led Dylan away, he turned to Rhett and said, "It's time for us to reply to William's message." As he spoke, his head tilted to the ground.

Rhett pursed his lips, and asked cooperatively, "What should I reply?"

"Ask him why he didn't come to see us. We hired him to lead the charge. He should provide some useful information, but he can't even speak clearly now." Morgan said coldly.

Reid responded to the message according to Morgan's words, but there was no response.

Morgan shrugged and suggested, "Let's go, there's nothing else here, let's see if William has left any other clues."

Ten minutes after they left here, a policeman came over. He squatted where Gordon and the others had stood before, searched the ground, and found a bug hidden in a pit. He put away the bug and turned to leave.

In the church, the priest put down his headphones, turned to the people sitting on the sofa and said, "The person they are looking for is William, a private detective."

The person sitting on the sofa snorted lazily, she leaned on her cheek, looked at the latest text message on the phone with her snow-white fingers, and did not speak.

The priest continued, "Let Dylan go back to the shelter, poor Dylan, he was scared to death by himself."

The room was quiet for a while, and just when the priest thought that Dylan could not return to the shelter, the voice replied lazily, "Okay."

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