"Zhou, do you like Montek?"

In the black SUV, I sat in the back row on weekends, and Tony's partner was sitting in the passenger seat.

"I can't say I like it, but there are people I like here. To be honest, the Montek Police Department gave me a very comfortable feeling."

Tony nodded and responded, “Like Joey?”

"As far as I know, you lived at his house yesterday, you and him..."

I was just chatting with Tony on the weekend, but I frowned and said, "What the hell do you want to say?"

The car slowly drove out of the town and continued to move forward, and would arrive at the abandoned factory where the body was discovered with Christina on the weekend.

"Don't be nervous. In Italy, you will find that many people are called Tony and Paul. When these people get together, they will talk very naturally. They have a common topic so that they can become friends. Zhou, you have a change - the matter of murder has spread in the industry. Many people are curious whether you will become the next Li Changyu and turn Texas into the next Connecticut...so, I have no malice, I just want to make friends with you."

The man next to him who was holding a coffee cup and rarely spoke suddenly pointed out the topic, and the four words directly left Tony's underwear: "Political Investment."

"Hey!"

Tony stretched out his hand angrily, patted the steering wheel lightly to express his anger, "Do you want me to rescue the suicide person but turned around and shot someone else's head?"

After closing his eyes suddenly over the weekend, he thought to himself: "Who are these two guys?" After being spoofed by them, the unfamiliar atmosphere seemed to fade a lot.

Wow.

The car rushed through the abandoned factory and moved forward.

Going further... it seems to be a garbage dump.

"week?"

The long-winded Italian spoke again: "Why not report Christina?"

The sudden change in the topic of “what?” made the weekend a little uncomfortable.

Squirt.

When the car arrived at the edge of the garbage dump, the joking atmosphere in the car disappeared without a trace. The two people in the driver and the co-pilot position turned back at the same time to look at the weekend.

"I said, why didn't you report Christina's embezzlement of the stolen money?"

"To be honest, as a F-force agent who is going to be sent to work in Montek, I have called all resources to investigate what people in this town deserve my attention. At least from the information, you and Derek are the most worth my attention. However, Derek is about to retire in a few months, so there is only you left on my list. I have read two reports of you and Christina, which record the entire process of arresting Hans, and none of them mentioned the stolen money. However, your route cannot be the first person to come into contact with the stolen money. The Ministry of Internal Affairs and the prosecutors have contacted you many times just to find a breakthrough in you. Unfortunately, you borrowed the power of the entire Montek Police Police Station patrolman to rule there. How about you tell me about this?"

"Believe me, if you tell me all this, it will only benefit you but not harm you."

Over the weekend, he stared at his eyes and said, "excu color-me?!"

bump.

He opened the car door directly, without saying a word, turned his head and walked towards the Montek Police Station. If he walked back, he would probably have to walk for a long time.

"Hey, aren't you going to leave just by saying something?" Tony smiled at his partner after getting off the car on the weekend, then poked his head out of the window and shouted like this.

The weekend was moving forward very quickly and he didn't even look back: "I thought I was here to assist you in investigating the case, but who knew you were slandering my partner."

Sua began to adjust the front of the car outside the garbage dump. After adjusting the front of the car, the car quickly surpassed the weekend and parked horizontally on the road in front of him: "What if I tell you, as long as you tell me, I can transfer you out of this town and make you a real F-force agent?"

"You have talent and professional sense of smell. You can restore everything to what you were like a housewife at the crime scene, and even make the case repeat. We admire you very much. The last time we acquiesced to participate in the murder case of Broken Foot, he had already begun to appreciate you. Every report of yours is in his office. It is not something you can do that you can't do. I swear, F pussy will only do better than you, but you have the potential to attract attention."

"Lucky boy, do you understand now? We are here not only to find the drug-product transportation line, but also your future here."

I don’t know if I was shaken on the weekend, but he only knew that his heart was beating very fast, so fast that he could hear his heartbeat on the quiet wilderness road.

“no…”

There is no difficulty in saying this word. The most tangled thing is that after the word is spoken, an irresistible regret instantly surges with heartache.

Christina has nothing to do with herself. She is not the woman who takes off naked in bed and waits for her return every night after returning home. There are no sweet words between them, but only the rudeest swear words. Betray such a woman without any consequences except for carrying a burden in her mind.

“no-**ing-way!”

On the weekend, he said something completely opposite to what he thought in his mind. He didn't even understand how this temptation was rejected. Christina and her unfortunate child did not appear in their own world at all...

Chaos, suddenly fell into irresistible chaos on the weekend, but his feet were not messy at all. He turned around, turned around, and took the first step to the car, without hesitation, and planned to bypass the rear of the car and continue hiking towards Montek.

Buzz.

The car accelerator was blasted up, and the SUV rushed back a little, just blocking the road to the weekend.

"One last chance, I'll exchange a secret with you."

"He likes Prosecutor Jenny."

The one who rarely talked about spoke again and directly pointed out the question.

Tony, the Italian-American, simply admitted: "Yes, I want to chase the hot-boyed girl, and I have to solve the other party's problems before that. Just so happens, I can give you a chance to leave town, and you will get a friend who can support you in a new career. The environment here will soon have nothing to do with you."

"Put your hands where I can see them." Weekend said this in Tony's eyes.

"What?" Tony asked suspiciously.

"Mr. Tony, I reiterate that I put that damn hand on the steering wheel of the bitch, that's now!"

bass.

The gun was pulled out on the weekend: "Montek police now officially accused you of violating traffic rules and reversing in places where you shouldn't be. If you can still understand people's words, take out your driver's license and move slowly. Once I realize that I am in danger, I will definitely shoot."

"Since you've read my information, you must know that my shooting skills are bad. Mr. Tony, now we are only one meter away. You have two choices, either, fight back or give me your driver's license!"
Chapter completed!