North American Detective: I am proficient in all kinds of American Iai

"Dean!"

When Neil received Dean's call, her tone was pleasantly surprised and excited, and then she seemed to think of something, and said coldly: "It seems that our Mr. Dean finally remembered that he still has a girlfriend."

"Sorry, Neil, it's hard to remember your number. Every time I think of you, I feel like I've entered Alzheimer's, and all I can think of is your beautiful face. You will forgive me, right?"

Dean looked at the lights of his rental house and smiled.

When Neil came to Los Angeles, she didn't find herself, so she didn't choose to stay in a hotel, but stayed in the rented house she had revealed.

"No, no forgiveness!"

Neil twitched in a rare way: "Do you know how long you haven't contacted me? I've been waiting for your call every day, but every time the phone rings, all I get is disappointment. I want to call you, but I'm afraid of delaying you Work!"

It could be heard that she was very angry that Dean hadn't contacted her for so long.

This is also understandable.

After all, a girl, in order to pursue her love, left her mother and came across the ocean alone, but in the end she couldn't find anyone, let alone a phone call.

As long as it is a normal person, it will be angry.

Of course, this situation is also very coaxing.

It is impossible to be soft, you can only fight back.

Dean silently clicked on the phone communication record, found the last communication record with Neil, glanced at the time record above, and said with a slightly sad voice:

"Of course I do!

120 a day!
I have not heard your voice for four full months.

During this time, I have experienced a lot, I am desperate and helpless, but every time I think of you, my tired body and mind seem to be illuminated by the holy light and filled with strength again.

I didn't contact you just because I was worried about infecting you with my negative emotions, but I didn't expect to cause your misunderstanding, sorry, Neil, I was too selfish."

In the room, Neil opened her mouth wide.

This bad guy actually really remembers the time.

She was both moved and guilty.

I seem to have misunderstood Dean.

Moreover, Dean also said something hopeless, helpless.
In Neil's mind, she couldn't help thinking up some messy movie plots, and hurriedly said worriedly: "No, Dean, I'm sorry, I'm too capricious, I just want to possess you, but I didn't consider your situation, And because of this, I got angry.”

It's so coaxing.

Outside the door, Dean grinned, with tenderness in his eyes, and rang the doorbell
Little is better than newlyweds.

Out of the psychology of guilt compensation.

Neil, who has always been shy and passive, is very active today.

process
The clouds and rain gradually stopped.

Neil pressed her head on Dean's chest contentedly, and unconsciously drew circles on her abdominal muscles with her fingers: "So you're a vagrant now?"

Dean nodded: "Almost, I am going to spend time with you and your family, and think about our future by the way."

He briefly talked about starting a pharmaceutical company.

In modern society, everything is inseparable from money, especially in this capital country, enough money is also a kind of strength.

No matter which country women are from, they like to hear men describe the future of two people afterward.

This is especially true for Neil, who is new to the world.

After listening to Dean's description, she didn't even see the product, so she started to help out with suggestions, and then added that Dean had only a vague idea in one direction, without considering the feasibility and authenticity of the matter at all.

Looking at the excited Neil, Dean's eyes became more gentle.

Who can refuse a woman who completely trusts in herself?

This double blend of mind and body fascinated Dean very much.

Until Nell fell into a deep sleep.

Dean left the room reluctantly.

before coming.

He also made an appointment with An Bei.

safe house.

The room was dark.

Dean opened the door, turned on the light, and said casually, "Anbei, long time no see."

In the darkness, a lazy voice came: "To be honest, I don't really want to see you right now."

pat.

With the sound of turning on the lights.

Under the light in the living room, An Bei was wearing home clothes and sitting on the sofa in a Ge You paralyzed posture.

Dean looked at An Bei in surprise, just about to say something, sniffed his nose lightly, and then said with a strange expression: "Don't tell me, are you a good man?"

He smelled cake cream on Anbei's body.

This taste is marinated.

This guy, I'm afraid he's been busy in that bakery recently.

when speaking.

Dean glanced at Anbei: the slack muscles, the kind and harmless eyes, the stable mental state, the wedding ring on his finger
Ah!
confirmed!
This guy is really good.

Anbei noticed Dean's scrutiny and shrugged: "I'm married, I'm going to wash my hands and stay away from fighting and killing."

"You got married so casually?"

"If you want to tie it up, you can tie it up. My brother is dead. I can't let the family's blood be cut off."

Dean nodded: "Well, I originally wanted to invite you to participate in a hunting game, but now it seems that you are not so lucky."

He could tell that Anbei was not joking.

This guy really wants to break away from his original life trajectory and embrace the light.

Dean was very curious about what kind of woman could make Anbei feel relieved. After all, for people like them, unnecessary feelings and entanglements are equal to weaknesses, and it takes a lot of courage and determination.

However, An Bei didn't take the initiative to say that, in order to avoid misunderstanding, he didn't want to ask.

Anbei heard Dean's words, but suddenly sat up from Ge You's paralyzed posture: "Hunting game? Don't tell me it's a battle royale game organized by Lucifer!"

"How much do you know?"

"I heard some rumors." Anbei said with a serious expression, "This is an event organized by Lucifer that has been planned for a long time. Out of curiosity, I used my disguised identity to inquire about some inside information."

Before, he pretended to be a peripheral member of the Lucifer organization and gave Dean some intelligence support.

Therefore, the inside story that An Bei said has a certain degree of credibility.

Hearing this, Dean cheered up: "Tell me."

Anbei raised his head, and after a while, he lowered his head again and looked at Dean seriously: "Do you still remember that the Lucifer organization recruited some perverted criminals everywhere?"

"Those people will also participate?"

Dean narrowed his eyes slightly.

The miniature model murderer has not been caught yet!
An Bei nodded:
"Yes, I don't know the details, but there is a high probability that those people will be arranged as hunters in the battle royale. Of course, they may also be NPC-like characters.

I also discovered this because Lucifer mobilized a large number of field armed support and followed the clues.

All in all, I don't recommend getting involved.

Such a big movement, and the hidden power behind it, may be more troublesome than you imagined. "

Dean was lost in thought.

Anbei dialect is rough but not rough.

As a complex criminal organization, the people inside Lucifer may seem insane, but they rarely cross the line when it comes to their actions.

Moreover, if this kind of large organization makes a big noise, there will be a lot of interests involved and sacrifices. It is absolutely impossible to be as casual as some criminal games, and it will not make a big fanfare just to engage in meaningless things like bloody hunting.

I thought about it.

Dean looked at An Bei: "What do you think they want to do this time?"

Anbei shook his head: "The reason why Lucifer is hiding is mainly because of using the Internet to play some criminal games, and it is basically a small movement of a few people.

But this time they mobilized a large number of armed field staff.

For them, this is actually a very risky thing.

I couldn't guess their purpose, but instinct told me it would be dangerous to get involved.

That's why I lost that vest. "

He lowered his head, touched the wedding ring on his hand, and said in a low voice:
"People, once you have a tie, you will have a weakness.

I used to be fearless, killed countless people, and never had nightmares. On the contrary, after I washed my hands, I had nightmares every day. You said it was funny or not. "

Dean was silent for a while, then nodded: "I understand you, leave your method of changing body shape and the method of making the human skin mask, and I will not bother you in the future."

Anbei flipped his palm, threw a USB flash drive on the coffee table, and said with a smile, "Just waiting for your words, I have already prepared the ransom."

Dean: "."

He silently gave An Bei a middle finger.

An Bei got up: "Okay, I have to go back."

Go to the door.

He opened the door, stopped, turned around and said, "Dean, let's get acquainted, I still want to advise you, safety is a blessing, the water of Lucifer's organization is too deep, stay away, after all, you still have family."

Dean played with the USB flash drive that Anbei left behind, without raising his head, and said in a flat tone, "The problem is, I received the invitation letter."

An Bei raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Okay... I wish you well, and by the way, I will mourn for those unlucky people who participated with you."

bang.

The sensor lights in the corridor turned on, hiding An Bei's figure.
Hunting game, there is still more than a month to go.

the next day.

Dean lived a regular life.

Study the Anbei family's ancestral bone shrinking and disguise skills, go to Nier, and make human skin masks.
At first Nell was quite happy.

But after a long time, it becomes unbearable.

No one can stand 24 hours a day, at least two-thirds of the time, they have to lie in bed to rest and recuperate.

Color is a bone scraping knife.

Nell felt she had to restrain herself!
This day, early in the morning.

The young couple's morning exercise is over.

Neil solemnly pulled Dean up from the bed, and said with a serious face: "Dean, I think we should have a good talk."

Dean concentrated on pinching the Western Region grapes, a specialty of the Commonwealth, in his hand: "Huh?"

Neil slapped his mischievous hand away: "Do you feel that your state is not right?"

"Isn't that what vagrants are like?"

"But I know you don't like this." Neil hugged Dean and murmured, "You can't cheer up every day, you don't go out, and you don't participate in family gatherings. I feel that you are a little less than before. ..vitality."

Don't tell me, this girl is quite accurate.

People, just like to be cheap.

When he first came to this world, Dean wished he could live a peaceful life without paying his salary.

Now the police department is suspended and the FBI is suspended.

Really nothing to do.

On the contrary, Dean felt uncomfortable all over, and could only rely on boring and tedious sports to pass the time, and waited for the formation of the bone shrinking and disguise skills by the way.

He glanced at the serious-looking Neil with a smile in his eyes: "Nile, do you have any good suggestions?"

Neil followed Dean's example and snapped her fingers: "Dean, have you forgotten that you still have the identity of a detective."

"You mean, the Smith Detective Agency consultant?"

Neil nodded wildly: "That's right, 'Smith Detective Agency' is located in the United States, and there are many branches, especially some cases about rich people. They are involved in a lot. You can take over a few cases when you are completely bored."

She couldn't bear to let Dean get away from busying herself.

However, the body is not up to date, even if he trains hard, he can't stand the toss of Dean, a beast, and can only become the person he hated the most.

Instead of giving this suggestion, I gave Dean a reminder.

There is still more than a month left in the battle royale game, and just continuing to torment Neil like this will make her unable to deal with the medical company's affairs.

Dean nodded: "I'll contact them tomorrow."

'Smith Detective Agency' is one of the world's three major detective agencies, with offices in many countries.

As an international metropolis, Los Angeles is no exception.

I have eaten such a long time without pay.

Reminded by Neil, Dean took the initiative to call the headquarters of 'Smith Detective Agency' for the first time.

According to the contract.

The money that 'Smith Detective Agency' gives to consultants is equivalent to a basic salary. If there is a case that needs help, you need to pay an additional fee. Of course, if there is a demand from 'Smith Detective Agency', consultants also need to help stand on the platform.

Of course, this kind of treatment is only available to those big detectives in the industry.

A relational account like Dean, who eats nothing, needs the consultant status of "Smith Detective Agency" to improve his gold content, similar to a diploma from a prestigious university.

After Dean finished his request for the case, the headquarters of the 'Smith Detective Agency' gave him the address and a phone number of the detective agency's Los Angeles office.

the next day.

Dean bid farewell to Neil, drove her pink car, and came to an unremarkable apartment in Los Angeles according to the address provided by the headquarters of the 'Smith Detective Agency'.

"This is the Los Angeles office of the 'Smith Detective Agency'?"

Dean took a look at the dilapidated apartment, and was a little surprised that the Los Angeles office of 'Smith Detective Agency' was in such a place.

In his impression, a detective firm is like a law firm.

As the first impression to customers, the office location is quite important.

Although this is not a slum, the black people everywhere, the small group of small groups smoking opium on street corners, and the homeless huts built of cardboard boxes in the corner all show that this is not a good place.

"I hope to encounter some interesting cases."

Dean shook his head and walked into the apartment.

PS:

went in again.

Several times this month.

The dog thief declares here: writing does not drive, driving does not write.

Be a little more reserved.

Promote positive energy, write more plots, and less SS that reviewers don't like to watch.