Chapter 124 Camille: He Is Not Bad, Ross's Request for Help

Chapter 124 Camille: He is not bad, Ross's request for help

Looking at the door closed by two police officers.

Yang Di was dumbfounded.

Camille was also confused.

Black police!

Dean looked at the two girls who were dumbfounded and smiled faintly: "What do you think of my proposal now?"

It is undeniable.

These two girls have high IQs and careful thinking. They are excellent criminal rookies.

But they are still too immature.

If you don't know the rules, you will always be flexible when facing different people.

A man who knows the current situation is a hero.

Camille immediately raised his hands and surrendered: "I can turn myself in, or I can tell you here how I designed Sophie, but if your chain of evidence cannot convict me, it is none of my business."

"No problem, your conditions are very reasonable." Dean was very generous.

As long as he arrested and shot all the criminals in the case, he could gain experience points.

As for whether the criminals will be convicted, it is none of his business.

Seeing his companions admit defeat.

Yang Di said with some embarrassment: "Detective, I have always wanted to sue those bastards, but my parents don't support it."

Dean was puzzled: "Didn't you say in your previous confession that the school put pressure on you?"

Camille rolled her eyes and hugged Yang Di: "The school not only found Yang Di, but also found her parents, saying that they could help them with their green card application.

It is actually very difficult for illegal workers to apply for a green card.

Yang Di's parents chose to put pressure on Yang Di for this thing.

Yang Di was too stupid to agree.

If I were her, I would break off relations with such parents!"

Dean did not comment on this personal choice.

Things went more smoothly than he thought.

It was just a way to understand the situation.

With powerful trace tracking and mind reading.

He found the real culprit of the case directly, and Yang Di's case was also involved. He also saved the trouble of helping her parents deal with the green card issue, and directly achieved his goal.

This is very comfortable.

Dean put away his gun, checked the time, and invited the twin sisters to dinner. He lay lazily on the sofa, crossed his feet, and no longer felt the pressure before.

"It's still some time before the evening.

Camille, I'm curious about how you designed this case. In fact, my colleagues are still investigating the clues you deliberately left, but you just happened to meet me."

Camille first sent Yang Di, who was worried, back to the room, and then sat down next to Dean and began to tell her crime process:

Sophie has been completely blackened and degenerate since she was heartbroken by her first love boyfriend.

Promiscuous, dragging people into the water, and even becoming a pimp

Camille almost fell into the trap before.

But she looks like a child, but she is not easy to mess with. When she found something wrong, she didn't wait for the group of boys to drink, and directly put a knife and fork into Sophie's nipples, shocking the group of scum, and got away safely, and she was not harassed again.

So she didn't plan to kill Sophie.

But Sophie touched Yang Di.

They both have a dream of being a doctor, and often get together to read books, discuss the configuration of medicines, and dissect cute little animals, and then enjoy Yang Di's dishes that are different from the monotonous American dishes together.

The two were both teachers and friends, and even depended on each other.

From that moment on, Camille decided to let Sophie enjoy the most painful death.

Sophie had too many flaws.

She had complicated social relationships and often had to go out.

Camille first imitated the handwriting of Sophie's first love boyfriend and sent photos of Sophie and the school professor to the professor's wife.

The letter stated.

If the professor's wife didn't want her enviable life to become a laughing stock of neighbors and colleagues, she should go to Sophie and talk as soon as possible.

If she couldn't get Sophie to leave her professor husband.

Then as Sophie's boyfriend.

'He' will post photos of the two all over the school and near their home.

The professor's wife, for the sake of a good life, may turn a blind eye to her husband's chaotic private life, but she will never be willing to lose this life, or even bring shame to herself and her children.

On the same day.

The professor's wife drove her own car and called Sophie to the car to talk.

What happened specifically.

Camille didn't care.

She knew Sophie would definitely not be in a good mood.

She followed Sophie who got off the bus, and knocked her out under the cover of heavy rain, then dragged her directly to the garbage bin behind the apartment building, quickly performed an "operation" on her, injected her with drugs, and then threw Sophie into the garbage dump.

Everything after that.

It was just as she planned.

After listening to Camille's story.

Dean was still a little confused: "How did you accurately calculate the time when Sophie would wake up? You know, this is not easy?"

Camille smiled:

"Before I did it, I used my own body to do many experiments.

After knocking Sophie down.

I also injected drugs into her twice, so I can grasp the time when the drug loses its effect relatively accurately.

In addition, when I was bored, I observed the garbage truck driver on this route and knew his habits and the approximate time he would come.

As long as you master these.

It is not as difficult as you think to time it well.

In fact, I deliberately reduced the amount of drugs, just hoping that she could watch herself turn into rotten meat little by little, just like she watched others turn into rotten goods little by little again and again."

Camille said it easily, with a smile on her face, but the content of her words was very cruel.

"And after that?"

"You should have considered the consequences if you were discovered and made plans for the future, right?"

Dean became even more interested in this childlike girl.

This helps him understand the psychology of criminals.

"This is easier!" Camille said with confidence:

"Sophie has many enemies, which will cause great trouble to the police investigation.

I also prepared two routes for the police.

One is Sophie's first boyfriend, and the other is the professor. As long as they investigate, they will find that they both have the motive, time, and ability to kill.

Even these are useless.

Sophie also died in a garbage truck, and the scars on her body are difficult to pinpoint to me.

Even if you lock me in the end."

Camille smiled disdainfully: “According to California law, it is difficult for the police to collect a complete chain of evidence, which is why I let Sophie delay her death.

The most important thing is that I also prepared all the evidence of everything Sophie committed.

Even if I am judged.

During the trial.

I took out these things and triggered public opinion.

Then the criminal record on my file will not only not become my shame, but will become my medal as Camille.

They will call me..Hero! "

after.

Whether it’s publishing a book or doing other things with fame.

Everything will go smoothly for Camille.

Dean looked at the confident Camille in front of him in surprise and gave a thumbs up: "You are the second smartest girl I know. I am very curious as to why you ended up in this rubbish school."

Face compliments.

Camille was a little dissatisfied and frowned: "Second? Mr. Dean, you mean, I am the second smartest girl you know!"

"Yes, her name is Carola, she is 13 years old." Dean thought of the thirteen-year-old girl who was taken away by Anthony, and his tone was affirmative!

At least.

He could suppress Camille in front of him.

But if you replace Camille with Corolla.

Dean would not hesitate to choose to draw his gun, and without giving the other party a chance to speak, he would directly use physical means to kill the other party!

"13 years old? I don't believe it!"

Camille clenched her fists: "I have never met anyone smarter than me. If it weren't for my plan, do you think I would."

She paused suddenly, but her big eyes were still unconvinced, as if she was saying to Dean: You lied to me, I don't believe it!

"plan?"

"Yes!" Camille looked at Dean with disdain: "I just want to catch you pedophile perverts, and then I'll hook you up and castrate them one by one!"

Anyway, she said it out loud and she didn't hide it anymore.

Especially when Dean said he also knew a 13-year-old girl.

Since entering the house.

I looked at my legs no less than fifty times!

He actually has the nerve to say that he is not a pervert!

Pooh!

Scum!

Dean rolled his eyes and said venomously: "I don't like small tablets. I hope you drink more papaya milk after you go to prison. Small cutting boards, if you fall back, I will even think you are bending over." , ha~"

Camille lowered her head and sadly found that she could see the plains below her, and her straight and slender thighs could be seen without any cover.

She slowly loosened her clenched fists, raised her head slowly, and gritted her teeth and said, "Go to hell, you scum!"

next moment.

She jumped up and hit Dean's head with a standard Taekwondo whip kick.

"Ouch~"

"Aren't you a gangster excited to punch?"

"I haven't seen pants with cartoon patterns in many years."

As Dean spoke, he accurately grasped the calf that Camille offered up with his palms. He stood up and carried the girl, who was only 1.7 meters and less than 100 pounds. At the same time, his nimble fingers stroked the roots of the other's legs, hiding her. The scalpel flew away.

"Let me go, scum!"

Camille was hung upside down in the air, her fist raised and smashing into Dean's thigh.

But when Dean's fingers brushed.

Strange surges of electricity.

Crispy and numb.

The girl's angry shouts became strange. They lost the aura of an angry puppy and instead resembled the delicate whimpering of a kitten.

Dean realized something was wrong and quickly let go: "I hope I can see you come to the police detective station to surrender today. See you again if we have the chance. Farewell!"

After leaving the door.

Dean hit his left hand hard several times.

This damn skill is instinctive.

Although a legal lolita like Camille is indeed very tempting, Dean does not want to provoke such a pervert who plans to castrate others.

inside the house.

Camille blushed, picked up her scalpel, and stabbed it hard on the sofa.

This damn pervert!

Crunch.

At this time, Yang Di opened the bedroom door, stuck his head out, and asked worriedly: "Camille, are you okay? Did that bastard bully you?"

Camille quickly blocked the scalpel in his hand and shook his head: "No, he's not bad. Let's discuss how to deal with the next thing first.

By the way, do you have any extra pants here?"

Yang Di:? ? ?

Left Yang Di's house.

Dean drives to the supermarket.

He was going to meet the twin sisters alone in the evening.

This was destined to be a night of bloodshed and brutal fighting.

So he needs to prepare a box of oversized umbrellas to protect him for the rest of his life and avoid winning the bid.

Dean didn't want to see one day when he would appear on an American show about dating.

at this time.

Harry called: "Wow, Dean, I made a big discovery here. I found Sophie's blood stains on Professor Sophie's wife's car."

Dean: "...Well, I have solved the case. You and Robert can go back. There is no need to investigate. The murderer will surrender before get off work."

".Okay, I know."

On the other end of the phone.

Harry glanced at the sky and hung up the phone silently.

If it wasn't Dean who said this, he would definitely think that the other person was talking in his sleep in broad daylight!

the next day.

Three poles in the sun.

The dark clouds over Los Angeles are finally clearing.

The sun shines through the clouds, turning the luxurious hotel suite master bedroom into a bright golden color.

Dean was lying on the bed, as if he was having a nightmare. The expression on his face changed, either ferocious or peaceful. His strong hands tightened the sheets, as if he was enduring some unbearable pain.

"Woo~"

After a sob and choked sound.

The elder sister Dora covered her mouth and retreated in defeat, while the younger sister Weimi couldn't wait to take over.

a happy day.

It starts with the female captains blowing the charge horn.

at this time.

The noisy ringing of the phone broke the pink atmosphere in the room.

Dean opened his eyes, frowned and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside. After seeing the note on the phone, his brows disappeared. He answered the phone and said in an enthusiastic tone: "Hi, Ruos, I'm glad you can call me. It seems You have moved on from the last incident."

"Yes, but I encountered something even more unpleasant." Ruos's voice sounded a little decadent, with a little choked up: "FK, Laura, that stinky bitch, actually got into trouble with my brother. Together!”

Oh~

The victim realized something was wrong.

However, it is indeed rare for a wealthy second generation to be as innocent as Ruos and cry after finding out he was cheated on.

In the spirit of humanitarianism.

Dean comforted: "Jos, I'm not very good at comforting people, but if you need to talk, we can go for a drink tonight, and I should be a good listener."

"No need, it's just a woman." After Ruos twitched his nose twice, he lowered his voice: "I actually don't want to disturb you when you are in such a mess, but I have something urgent to do with you. If you can, can you Come over to my place now.”

Dean raised his head, glanced at Weimi who was wrestling with his eldest brother, and said apologetically:

“Jos, although I also want to come over now.

But my good brother is fighting.

He doesn't look very good right now, I need to keep an eye on him.

Well, Ruos, if you have anything to do, you can tell me first, and I'll come over after I've taken care of my brother's affairs. "

"You are so good to your brother." Ruos said with admiration and envy in his tone, "I wish I had a brother as good as you."

Dean is so good to his brothers.

But his brother.

Just don’t talk about it.

Ruosi wiped his tears and continued: "It's not convenient to discuss things on the phone. I don't trust many outsiders now. If possible, please have time and come over as soon as possible. The reward will definitely satisfy you."

"All right!"

Nothing happens left or right.

Dean agreed.

hang up the phone.

Dean stood up, put a tough holster on his rifle, and launched a countercharge. The enemies he killed fell down and surrendered, begging for mercy again and again.

A big battle.

Finally, as noon was approaching, the curtain came to an end.

Dean looked at the two sisters who looked like dead pigs, ordered a dinner for them, and with the joy of victory, drove to Rose's big villa in Los Angeles.

The experience points from the two cases of Kamil and Yang Di have been received.

The total is only eight hundred.

There are still 1,300 experience points left to advance to the next level.

Dean was hoping that there would be surprises waiting for him on Ruos' side.

I discovered that you shouldn’t look at the family before writing!

A bunch of pickpockets.

Post pictures every day.

So much so that what the thief wrote was also affected! ! !