"weekend!"

When Tony pushed open the car door and rushed down, the safety belt collapsed with a "bang". After unbuttoning the seat belt, he rushed out of the car like a rabbit that bites people, impatient...

Over the weekend, he looked at Lawrence fiercely, and Lawrence stood firmly and remained motionless. Although he knew that Lawrence was staying there to help him, he was still angry and cursed inwardly: "Why are you still loyal to me at this time? Now whoever sees Erkov's neck first will be able to solve the case!"

But so what? He can't say all these words in front of Tony, right?

"Tony, come to me, or come to see some judge?"

Tony walked a few steps across the weekend. At that moment, he leaned on the top of the window of the RV on the weekend and stepped on one foot in the car. He said angrily: "When did you become a villain? You can do such a despicable thing!"

On the weekend, I turned my head and looked at Lawrence in the garage and responded: "What did I do wrong?"

"Make you mistakenly think I'm a noble guy?"

Lawrence almost laughed out loud when he heard the words of breathing heavily on the weekend. He found that since the weekend, he had become a problem. Whenever he encountered something, he didn't want to move away from his sight. He always felt that something exciting would happen.

Tony, who was so angry that he choked on the weekend, and when he understood the other party's breathing heavily, he directly asked for guilt: "I agreed to exchange all the information. On the weekend, why is there no road surveillance for the Justin case in the information I got? When my people checked all the surveillance videos and found clues, the driver had been caught by you!"

"You are just afraid that I will beat you!"

I didn't get angry at all on the weekend and replied calmly: "Is that right? It turns out that f-punish is not searching for clues by myself, but needs help from others to complete the basic judgment of the case. Oh my God, then I was really wrong. Sorry, Tony, I thought this was your f-punish rule. There was no summary report in the information I got, and no one told me that the private legal meeting in Alaska was related to this case. What? You are only allowed to stuff empty red envelopes at other people's weddings, and you are not allowed to give you an expired lottery on your birthday?"

Tony slapped his hands on the top of the weekend's car window with a furious 'tweak': "Do you know this case is betting on my entire future? If I wasted so long, those people at the FBI headquarters in Texas would look at me with a look of a waste. And I will never have a day to turn over."

"What do you mean is that you want me to let go of water?"

Zhouzhang took his foot out of the car, raised his hand and hooked it back, and with a "touch" sound, the car door closed and stood opposite Tony. Tony's hand fell directly into the air, as if he was directly isolated from his world by Zhouzhang.

Since Connors refused to hand over this case, the Homicide Department has been in a row with F. In addition to the previous incidents, even if the two departments have nothing on the surface, they are actually competing in secret. At this time, can they admit defeat on the weekend?

If he hadn't been Sha Zhan of the Homicide Department and the only person in charge at this stage, he might have sent this case as a favor. What can he do now?

It's impossible!

The Homicide Department only hit the bottom and rebounded. He still had a case that he had not solved when he took office. Including Roger's concern for this case, no matter from any aspect, if he didn't want to disappoint the people around him on the weekend, he could only take the blame and take the case down. Now handing over the case is equivalent to letting the people in the Homicide Department watch him get slapped in the face. Maybe he can still laugh in front of him, but behind his back, someone must say: "This product is not as good as Connors. Connors can withstand the f-press!"

Your future?

It sounds nice!

Do you think about my future?

Tony looked at him, his lips trembled slightly. But he still didn't say this. He said to him at a critical moment on the weekend: "If not, then do we tie the game? Next, we will rely on our abilities."

How could he let Tony let the weekend get out? When he was in Texas, this guy was so proud that he was about to take off. What a proud person he was?

"Oh by the way, I'll give you a free message. We got a car hire number and are now planning to go to the judge to apply for a search warrant. Are you going?"

I knew that Tony didn't have the information about the driver on the weekend, which means that he could not look at Erkov. As a federal agent who came to investigate the case from Texas, he did not dare to investigate the judge in California easily. At this time, I took out clues of the phone number on the weekend, grasping the weakness of his penalties for him in police uniforms, the current situation of being angry and Tony's pride, and I calculated that Tony would never bow his head at this time.

"Tony?"

Tony stared at the weekend, ignoring his reminder, his eyes waving in his chest that could kill.

"What the hell are you here? You came to me specifically to say these words?"

Tony's partner put down the chopsticks with the paper boxed face. He was extremely disliked to speak and lay on the car window and said, "Tony used his personal relationship to check your phone location."

"So, are we mortal enemies?"

It doesn't matter on weekends, f-force? The entire California FBI is his mortal enemy. There is not much more Tony, but less Tony.

In addition, what exactly did you become Tony? Just send a piece of information that is lacking in things and fool others, but it is not enough to receive a piece of information that is lacking in road surveillance? Are you too reasonable? Don’t you ask yourself whether the Homicide Section of the Police Department found out the vehicles under road surveillance the day you received the information?

I suddenly looked down on such people on weekends. If you want to play, don’t think you have been cheated. The information you sent out on the day was the first information; otherwise, don’t play with this colorful intestine, is it interesting?

"Let's go, Lawrence, we have our own business."

Lawrence followed the weekend and deliberately pissed Tony: "Privately, I hope we can let go of the water?"

Even a fool can understand this, and he didn't spoil him at all: "Don't even think about it, I want to beat me? I recognize it with my ability. I will never brag about the power to win the 'weekend' in my life!"

bite.

The elevator door in the parking lot opened. After walking in with Lawrence over the weekend, the elevator door slowly closed. Lawrence asked again: "Zhou, what are they doing?" This time it was the truth.

"The tradition of the Mississician mafia, after becoming a mortal enemy in the same family, they will personally walk to the enemy and look at each other fiercely. First, it means being open and upright; second, it means never to die from today. Tony is an Italian, and I am afraid he knows this tradition." He copied Tony's trump card directly over the weekend: "But no one has used this tradition since the 1980s. Who knows how the FBI agents used the gangsters."

Lawrence asked again: "Then why did you come to the elevator with me?"

"What do you think? After chatting, you can't fight directly based on the atmosphere just now? Just like my little physique... Lawrence, do you really want to watch me get beaten?"

puff.
Chapter completed!