He was running wildly, driving Pablo's car on the Los Angeles road at the fastest speed on weekends. If Pablo's car hadn't been flashing with police lights on his face, it would have been estimated that patrol officers from other subdistrict police stations would have begun to intercept them.

Los Angeles under the night sky turned dimly under the street lights, and the lamp heads of the street lights on both sides flashed one after another on the car window. Pablo, a rough man, had already put a seat belt on himself after half a minute of getting on the car, and he also used his other hand to hold the handrail on the upper end of the car window with his other hand.

"Zhou, you have to slow down. According to your method, my office that can earn more than 10,000 dollars a month should be replaced by the owner."

How can I stop on weekends?

It was him who wanted to use himself as bait to stimulate Ted, and it was him who had experienced several changes in the killer after a series of experiences, and he thought he was proficient in this art and was in danger with confidence. It was him who believed that everything was in control and appeared in that restaurant, and finally got the current situation.

Ted is a guy who even wants to enjoy the enemy. How could he allow the Venezuelan beauty to abandon him under the solicitation of the weekend!

So, if this Venezuelan beauty really appears in the news report tomorrow morning, if the woman is really burned to death, she got a scene that is exactly the same as the previous few spontaneous combustion cases in humans...

He is the murderer who indirectly killed this woman!

At the same time, he will never be able to catch Ted in his life. This time, the inner demon will forever affect his judgment of the case. He may completely lose his proud insight. How could he win Ted in this situation?

When I was driving forward on the weekend, I turned my head and looked at Pablo. My expression was very stunned, and my whole face looked abrupt.

“hat!”

Pablo thought that his future subordinate felt very annoyed when he was nervous. Then he glanced at him. This was an act of provoking the authority of the leader. It was impossible for him not to protect the authority of his mountain king, so he stared at him and replied.

But the weekend didn't think so at all. He was shocked by himself and his thoughts... His final thought ended on "Win Ted". It was not awe of life, an anxiety of being in danger when an innocent person was caught in danger, nor a depression that was afraid of not having time to stop the sin from happening!

This is definitely not a normal thinking that a policeman should have.

"Private, after this matter is over... can you help me..."

The four words of psychologist were stuck in his mouth and couldn't say it. The stuffiness at that weekend was impossible to understand. There were too many involvements here. What if the psychologist thought he was not suitable for wearing police uniforms? What if the psychologist asked him to stop all the work he had to accept before the Ted case was over? What if the Mexicans and Armenians took off their police uniforms and had no scruples??!!

What can he, a Chinese, get himself out of this situation in such a chaotic gangster city?

Pablo waited for a long time and couldn't help asking: "Say something, why don't I know how to help you!"

Scream!

The white land tiger rubbed forward a bit, and the four wheels quickly stopped rotating and grabbed the ground while operating at high speed. The tire marks rubbed out due to the sudden sudden brake under the tire, like two pieces of black rubber thrown on the ground.

"Here I look behind me, that guy doesn't know if he is nearby."

The one who bit his teeth to death on the weekend did not reveal a single word.

Click.

Pablo pulled out his pistol and pulled the bolt: "As long as he doesn't hold an ak47."

This kind of self-deprecation (which alludes to the night when the Mexicans were blocked in the back alley) is probably only Pablo dared to use it, and other people who love face will never mention it.

On the weekend, I reached out and opened the door lock. After getting off the car, I closed the door without pulling out the keys. Then I stalked across the quietest street in the wandering area. This street is the most expensive place in the wandering area. Every household has an alarm to make the homeless people and gang members stay away from here, otherwise it would be impossible to have the tranquility that other neighborhoods do not have.

When, when, when, when.

When he walked to the door of a house on the weekend, he turned around and began to observe the surrounding environment. He did not find any abnormalities around him. Ten meters behind him was Pablo standing around guarding.

"Wait a moment." A cheerful voice came over.

About ten seconds later, the door opened and the moment the door lights lit up, I saw a beautiful girl wearing a Lakers jersey standing in front of the door on the weekend.

Obviously, she was surprised by the appearance of the weekend: "Private, please ask..."

"lapd." His ID was revealed over the weekend: "Penielope-Anchorland?"

"It's me."

"Since you got off work and have you received any calls from strangers, including the gentleman we met in the restaurant together during the day," asked on the weekend.

Penelope reached out and took off the leather hood from his wrist, tied his long hair behind his head and tied it into a ponytail and said, "No..." She began to worry, and looked around her home.

Judging from the other party's expression, it is certain that Ted had not come to find her on the weekend, but it shouldn't be that it took nearly an hour for him to come from the police station. John and Thid were in the wandering area. Even if the other party couldn't do it, it would only take forty minutes at most...

"Is it true during the day?"

"What?"

While thinking on the weekend, I suddenly heard Penelope ask.

"You said that the man in a suit is a perverted killer, killing more than a dozen people."

"Really." He didn't want to get involved in this issue on the weekend. His current idea was to wait here, or to ask Pablo for personal favors to hide Penelope, or to do two things together.

“ool!”

Penelope's excited shout over the weekend was pulled back to reality. He really couldn't understand how the girl in front of him said this word. Is this a "cool" thing?

"Who is there!!!"

Before he could react on the weekend, Pablo instantly took out his pistol and pointed at the figures walking around the road again and again. The distance between them was more than thirty meters.

"Let's go down, lie on the ground!"

He took out his gun and rushed over at the same time on the weekend. He was even more nervous than Pablo. Maybe Ted was here to kill someone this time. Maybe pressing Ted down can help him find the secret of spontaneous combustion. Maybe...

Turning around, the figure in the distance suddenly turned around and started running back when he heard the shouts here. When he chased him out on the weekend, he didn't forget to turn around and add: "Go back to the house and call the police immediately. We are not allowed to open the door to anyone before we come back!"
Chapter completed!