Touch, touch, touch, touch, touch...

In the lattice of the shooting range of the training base, wearing headphones and holding guns on the weekend, I just fired five bullets. However, when the target paper was pulled over, the score of 44 rings on the top made me feel that my marksmanship might not be that bad on the weekend...

Well, if every prisoner could make him aim for more than thirty seconds before starting to escape, and the distance was set within fifteen meters, maybe he could become a sharpshooter who could hit every shot on the weekend.

“Good results.”

A policewoman with headphones hanging around his neck in the lattice next to him stood behind the weekend with a bullet box. It seemed that it was the bullet case that had just been picked up and landed next to the lattice.

After hearing the sound on the weekend, I took off my headphones and looked back. Behind him was a blonde policewoman. The policewoman had the face of a pretty Russian baby and was nearly 175cm tall. Except for the pair of round and rolling on his chest, he was generally considered one of the more outstanding beauty in the lower sequence.

"It turns out that Los Angeles is not all big-breasted girls." He discussed on the weekend.

"I'm afraid that you will say this in this world. I will definitely not let you see my previous results." On the weekend, there were four target papers on the table, with scores of 17, 21, 25, 23, 34, and 37 rings on it. He played a total of seven rounds (five rounds per round). The last time was the best. It was mainly because after seven rounds, he got used to the recoil conversion from Colt to Glock 22, so that he could hit 44 rings with a very long aiming time and no pressure.

After hearing this from the weekend, the policewoman glanced at the few target papers behind him, and then smiled and said, "Leonova, 77 block."

"Weekend, Western Conference." He felt that the reason why the other party was attracted to him might be that the results in the last round were too conspicuous. What's important is that the beauty did not see her shooting process.

He stretched out his hand over the weekend, and when he held the other person's hand, he said, "Russian?" He tried his best to change the topic. If he insisted on shooting, he would probably have to reveal the truth immediately.

"Ukraine."

"Oh." Nodded over the weekend: "Hasn't your country banned the export of beauties recently?"

puff.

The pretty baby with a Russian face was amused by the weekend: "I was born in Los Angeles, and I may not be able to catch up with what you said."

"You are the first one I have ever seen when you admit that you are a beauty in this blunt way."

"Oh... you funny guy." Leonova responded with the sigh that the American whites often used by them while being amused.

During the jokes, I thought they were chatting well on weekends, and I could get laughs in response to making a few jokes...

"I just transferred to Los Angeles. If you have time later, can you introduce me to this place and how it will be during lunch?"

Leonova lowered her head and said, "I don't know either...but why don't you wait outside the training base to try."

This should be agreed. I didn’t expect to have the opportunity to contact the Ukrainian Ocean Horse when I came to Los Angeles on the weekend. Even the beauty in front of me was much better than the one who spent hundreds of dollars to buy wine at Montek to take home.

"You said, if I had converted to Christianity now, would God tell me your phone number?"

Leonova smiled even happier: "Are Chinese so interesting?" She searched around and around, as if she was looking for pens and paper.

This chat brought great confidence to the weekend. It turned out that not all white people were as cautious as Montek's Kelly. Perhaps, more often, this was a kind of inferiority complexion. If you can confidently walk to the white beauties and talk big, at least you won't be driven away in a friendly environment.

"week."

In the distance, Adam in a police uniform appeared, and he walked over from the distance by calling Zhou's name.

I saw the fire floor plan of the training base over the weekend. There was a shooting range for moving targets in the direction where Adam appeared. He should have gone there.

"You guys know each other?" Leonova looked at him in surprise.

"Is there any problem?" I didn't understand the meaning of this woman on weekends.

"I'm sorry, I have to go back to 77th Street."

She is gone!

When Adam appeared, he turned around and left.

"Hey, alas..."

"You are really a devastating star." Over the weekend, he watched Leonova's figure gradually fade away, turned around and said to Adam.

Adam looked at him suspiciously and said, "I don't understand Chinese, what do you mean?"

"I said, why did you come to me?"

Adam tried his best to avoid looking at the bullet casings scattered on the ground in the lattice where he was on the weekend, and also tried not to look at the bullets that were not pressed into the pistol magazine and scattered on the table: "Can you send me a trip? Something happened."

"Walk."

It was clear to the weekend that the police could not delay the matter. Even though he had a little complaint about Adam, at this critical moment, any policeman knew that the overall situation was the priority.

“Where to go.”

I walked out of the training base, and asked a question on the weekend when I filled out the shooting records, and helped me with guns and bullets.

“Cecil Hotel.”

That second, weekend suddenly turned around and looked at Adam very cautiously: "That legendary cursed hotel?"

Adam didn't speak, which meant that he never believed in curses.

The Cecil Hotel appeared in front of Chinese people because of the drowning case of female international students. There are too many unreasonable places in the case. These unreasonable places make the whole case confusing, and even the Americans began to associate with ghosts and gods. In addition, one of the victims in the famous black dahlia case in the United States finally appeared at the Cecil Hotel, which directly led to the rumors of "cursed" in this hotel becoming more and more popular, and many mysterious incident enthusiasts even came here to find out.

Interestingly, the surrounding environment of Cecil Hotel is not very good. In addition to the above two cases, there have been other cases in this hotel. A resident living near the hotel once said this: "The public security near the hotel has always been not very good, and it is very common to disappear nearby."

That's right, this is what the resident said. He once paid attention to the development of this case in his spare time in China on weekends, so he still has relevant memories in his mind.

Wow.

After driving away from the training base quickly over the weekend, he followed the route on GPS to the Cecil Hotel. However, he was a little confused about why Adam, the patrolman, could receive a case report about the Cecil Hotel.

When Adam was transported to the front of the Cecil Hotel on the weekend, there were already six or seven police cars surrounding the entrance of the hotel. Many policemen in police uniforms were helping to maintain order on the side of the yellow line, and a large number of people were watching at the entrance of the Cecil Hotel.

“Yo, Adam, Homicide Co. is on the fourth floor.”

The black patrolman shouted at Adam when he maintained order. Adam had no intention of thanking him. He got out of the car and walked straight into the hotel gate.

At that moment, I quickly pulled out the car keys on the weekend and got out immediately and followed Adam.

He also wanted to know what happened in this cursed hotel, and I'm afraid any police officer would be interested in such places where unsolved cases often occur.

bite.

When the elevator door opened, Adam turned a blind eye to following him into the elevator on the weekend and directly pressed the elevator button on the fourth floor.

"Hey, see, Adam has a new follower." The black policeman wearing a police uniform outside the yellow line said.

"What do you want me to answer you? Good luck to him?"
Chapter completed!