At night, the weekends in the villa and Roger fell into deep thoughts one after another. One of them lay on the sofa after supper, the other sat in front of the computer with information, and each was silent. At the other end, Jisty occupied the laptop, Gaia played a game console in front of the TV, and Yoda held a wine glass and listened to classical music...

If someone pushes the door and walks into this house at this time, he will probably immediately wonder whether the five people in the house have no communication are a family. Ordinary people cannot feel the connection between these people at all. What they can see is just the coldness of the house under their own control.

But this home really has warmth.

When I came back on weekend night, I repaired the door of the wardrobe. The door was broken by Gaia and it had been unsealable for several days. Yoda was thinking that winter was coming soon, should I add some seasonal clothes to the children as soon as possible. She didn't want the miserable miserable wear of old clothes every year when she was in the orphanage to fall on these children.

Roger doesn't think about others yet, but he is sharing work for the weekend, so Jisty and Gaia are not making a fuss. At least it provides a quiet environment for the villa. They are thinking intentionally and unintentionally in their own way.

At this moment, the knock on the door sounded.

When, when, when, when.

"Gaia, go and open the door."

Gaia asked unhappily, holding the handle, "Why don't you go?"

"Because you are no match for me now."

This is a standard Yoda style education. She never reasoned with the children, and she was doing that kind of thing on weekends.

Gaia rolled her head and rolled her eyes, got up and walked to the door and opened the door. She looked up at the man in a suit in front of her and asked, "Why are you here?"

Josh smiled and said, "Little guy. Haven't you taught you to be polite on the weekend?"

"He? He never cares about me. Zhou only likes Roger." After saying that, Gaia turned around and shouted, "Zhou, there is a guy wearing a windbreaker and looking like the villains in the movie. He is here to find you."

I walked out on the weekend, wearing a comfortable sportswear, standing barefoot and slippers behind the door, pulled the door up with my back hand and said, "What's the matter with me, Josh?"

"Yoda is?"

"Um."

The dialogue between smart people is so simple. Josh only saw from this action on the weekend that Yoda was at home. That was because if Yoda was not there, he would invite Josh in openly. Although Josh knew Yoda's wanted identity, the subconscious mind of protecting his lover on the weekend was still betrayed him; he did not deny it on the weekend, and he seemed to be a little obvious.

Josh followed the previous question and said, "I heard you are looking for this?"

He took out a U disk from his windbreaker pocket and whispered: "I've helped you solve the biggest problem."

"The Coast Patrol Force's weapons purchase list?" Seeing this on the weekend, he looked at Josh with his eyes lifted up and said, "Why did you give me this!"

He said very seriously: "I have thought of a solution. Now you give me this thing. If someone knows about it, can you imagine what the consequences will be?"

Needless to ask, this must be the weapon purchase list of the Coast Patrol Forces. Besides this, what else would Josh give himself?

Josh, who put his hands in his windbreaker pocket, responded: "This can help you study the loopholes of the Coast Patrol Force in advance. This not only contains their weapons purchase list and current inventory list, but also the transportation list of weapons research and development companies and arsenals, as well as the signatures of the responsible person when the Coast Patrol Force receives weapons."

I stopped the originally normal conversation procedure on the weekend, thought for a while and asked, "What does this mean?"

"Didn't I express it clearly enough? I've helped you solve a big problem."

Zhouzhang asked with a frown, "Why do I feel like you are reminding me that there is nothing in this world that you don't know?"

"It can be understood so too."

Josh was very straightforward: "Zhou, you grew up too fast, so fast that I was a little incredible. From confronting Connors to slandering Justin, and back to the Homicide Department, there was no inconvenience to control the overall situation in the blink of an eye. He could also use the media to make the people of the Coast Patrol Force take the initiative to ask you to investigate this case, and make a crisis-ridden matter without any danger. I found..."

"You find that you can't control me anymore..." Zhou looked at Josh's eyes motionless.

"It's not that point, but there's a tendency to develop in that direction." Josh continued: "Zhou, don't forget our deal. You solved this case for the CIA and me Josh Bowman, not to make your celebrity detective's reputation shine more. Have you forgotten what to do after the case is verified?"

"I'll remind you a little bit that I can help you change Yoda's appearance, give her a legal immigrant identity, let you live happily together and never disturb you again."

I suddenly lowered my head subconsciously on the weekend, like a rebellious person who never accepts any coercion, and for the first time I gave up my wildness for my lover: "Call you. I will deliberately delay the case after investigating everything, and then call you, and send all the investigation information to your email address. Finally, the CIA will end the case."

"The answer is correct." Josh stretched out his hand and said, "Then we will not only have no conflicts, but we can continue to be friends. I am also willing to help you in other cases and let you continue to be the number one detective in Los Angeles."

He is waiting for the weekend to shake his hands with him...

bump.

At this time on the weekend, I turned around and pushed open the door, and hid in the room.

null.

The door was gently closed. At that time, I stood in front of the door on the weekend and tried my best to adjust my breathing, trying to comfort myself in my heart: "Who hasn't given up in my life? That's the CIA, but the most powerful spy agency in the world. Even if you have the ability to deal with Josh, are you able to deal with the entire CIA?"

"What's wrong with using it to bow your head and change the peace of the entire villa, and to change Yoda's facelift?"

"Didn't he just have a villain's face, and he wants to beat him up when he speaks. He looks a bit like a g-a-y, and can he pretend to be extremely good?"

"I'll bear it. I swallowed my breath and the clouds scattered all over the sky. What's wrong?"

Turning around, I never thought I would see this situation on the weekend. Starting from Yoda, everyone in the family stood by size, namely Roger, Jisty, Gaia, and everyone looked at themselves.

Gaia walked over first: "Zhou, I apologize to you. I just said those words to that bastard didn't think you didn't care about me. I was... Anyway, thank you."

Jisty touched her back, took out the gun and magazines that hid it on weekends and said, "Zhou, I won't steal your gun anymore. In fact, I haven't taken it out, but I just put it back after playing it, but I won't even know anything about it in the future."

Roger looked at Zhouzhang, said nothing, walked over and hugged him silently, then hugged Gaia and Jisty one by one and walked upstairs.

At that moment, I felt extremely warm on the weekend, and the warm current surged from my heart. He didn't expect that such a person who was not good at expressing emotions could say this today.

Finally, Yoda came over, rubbed her hands, slowly approached in a denim shirt, and then held up weekend's face with those hands, slowly leaning over her lips.

Bo.

A light kiss.

When his lips separated, Yoda lowered his head embarrassedly and smiled shyly: "I love you."

After saying this, Yoda's head was buried lower, his forehead was pressed against his chest on weekends, and he hadn't raised his eyes to him for a long time.
Chapter completed!