In the interrogation room of the CIA, Yoda sat opposite the table with her hair loose. Her hands were handcuffed and her shoes were taken off. At this moment, Josh leaned against the door and leisurely inserted his hands into his pants pocket.

"I don't care about you."

Under the incandescent lamp, Josh's shadow hung on the wall. His toes were pointed at the back of the supporting legs, and he handcuffed the wall with his shoulders and said, "I don't care about you, Yoda, I don't care about your bullshit identity more than ten years ago. I have all my skills. No matter what, I don't care."

Yoda looked down at her stomach without saying a word.

"I only care about those things."

Josh explained: "Of course, I'm going to introduce you to this place before you can tell me where those things are."

"This is the CIA, the most mysterious department in the world. People here only study one topic every day, that is, how to obtain intelligence." After standing straight, Josh walked towards Yoda step by step: "We will trick the information from the enemy and buy it. If the enemy is in our hands, we will also force us to ask anything we want to know."

"To achieve this, those psychologists are studying how to exploit the weaknesses of ‘people’ every day. Only by taking advantage of their weaknesses will he tell us everything."

At this moment, Josh sat opposite Yoda: "Do you believe it? I can let anyone speak."

Pooh!

Yoda vomited the heavy saliva directly on Josh's face. She looked at the other person with her head raised. It was not an unyielding will, but a contempt for the villain.

Josh was not angry at all, and reached out to wipe his saliva from his face, then rubbed the palms of his hands little by little, and right in front of Yoda, he stretched out his palm in front of his nose and smelled it: "Want to irritate me?"

"You succeeded."

Crunch.

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open by an agent, and he entered with a bunch of instruments.

Josh looked at her and said, "Do you remember what I said just now? I don't care about you."

"This thing is very interesting. It will release electric current on your body, causing you to incontinence in a moment. In severe cases, it will also leave lifelong irreversible sequelae. But, Yoda, I don't plan to do this now." Josh leaned forward after being spitted and said, "If, if you don't want to tell me where that thing is, have you seen these two needles? I will insert these two needles into your uterus and connect them with positive and negative poles..."

"I have to repeat it again, Yoda or Charlotte, anyone can do it. I don't care about you, nor do I care about the kids in your belly!"

"Now, tell me where the thing is."

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and looked behind him and said loudly: "I will give you the last day of the weekend, otherwise everything I said just now will come true." Where, there was a camera.

"By the way, I also helped you. Our doctor did the test for Yoda. According to the current data, the results show that... you are likely to become a father in 32 weeks and have a son. Uh... would I be too cruel?"

...

At night, the single-family house in the mid-range residential area opened the door and four men walked out of the room, driving two cars away from different directions.

"week."

Inside the car, Roger reminded the weekend: "The people in the house are out."

On the weekend when I was resting, I opened my eyes and looked up at the house. Seeing that the living room on the first floor was still on, and occasionally there were figures flashing in the curtains, I responded: "How many?"

“Four.”

"No multi-college." Roger added.

On the weekend, I knocked open the car door and got off the car, and walked towards the house without looking back.

He asked the neighbors next to him an hour ago, and the answer he got was that there were five people living in the house, which was very quiet and never causing trouble. At that time, the neighbors in the house were wondering why there were policemen coming to ask about these things. Until his ID was revealed on the weekend, the person who didn't care much about his appearance on the weekend, but had heard of the weekend deeds immediately said, "Officer Zhou, are you investigating the big case?"

He shook his head over the weekend and said, "It's a very ordinary case."

This allowed him to get first-hand information.

At the same time, he received a call from the Knights, and the news that he had been temporarily suspended over the weekend was very suitable for him to pass. This was a signal sent by the Homeland Security Bureau, as if they were demonstrating. If nothing unexpected happened, the agents arrested on the weekend would probably be all acquitted tomorrow morning, when the news spread like wildfire.

At present, he has no right to investigate any road surveillance on the weekend. Before the news spread, all he could use was his identity as a celebrity detective. Fortunately, this identity is very useful.

When, when, when, when.

The door of that house was knocked on the weekend.

A very impatient voice came from the room: "Who?"

At that moment, Zhouzhao turned his back to the door and said, "New neighbor, come and give some gifts."

In the West, there is a very interesting rule that when newcomers move to a certain community, they will give their neighbors some gifts. These things are not expensive gifts, they may be just waffles or some gadgets, but this means...

"I'm very sorry for being so abrupt. I won't bother you for too long. I just want to show my kindness."

Generally speaking, this situation is difficult to reject.

Duoke touched the back of his waist with one hand and held the door handle with the other hand and looked over the cat's eyes. He saw a black-haired man wearing a wrinkled suit, standing with his back to the door as if holding something in his hands. The guy also reached out to greet the person in the car and said, "Dear, I'll be fine soon."

Click.

Duoke opened the door and he didn't want to do this. Interestingly, when he moved here, in order not to arouse other people's suspicion, he also sent some gifts to his neighbors.

In the United States, especially in medium and high-end residential areas, these rules will become the criterion for police judgment. Once the police conduct an investigation and learn about the situation from the surrounding personnel, they are the first to ask "Is there any strange guy living here?", and not interacting with neighbors means withdrawal, which will make Doco more obvious. After all, this is Los Angeles, a very enthusiastic city. On weekends, I have encountered countless cases where neighbors take the initiative to greet him.

Under such circumstances, Duoke couldn't do anything without opening the door. He could not destroy the protective film he had established for a long time.

Of course, all this was also found out from the neighbors of Doko on the weekend.

The door slowly opened. When the weekend turned around and looked at Duoke again, he immediately swung his arms and raised his pistol that had been prepared long ago: "Doke, we're meeting again."

Police gun, Glock 22 is pointing at Doko's head.
Chapter completed!