Chapter 294 Detective Dean

"Dean!"

Neil received Dean's call, her tone was pleasantly surprised and excited, and then she seemed to think of something, and said coldly: "It seems that our Mr. Dean finally remembered that he has a girlfriend."

"Sorry, Neil, your number is a little hard to remember. Every time I think of you, I seem to have Alzheimer's disease, and your beautiful face is left in my mind. You will forgive me, right?"

Dean looked at the lights of his rental house and said with a smile.

After Neil came to Los Angeles and didn't find me, she didn't choose to stay in a hotel, but moved into her own rental house.

"No, no forgiveness!"

Neil was rarely shy: "Do you know how long you haven't contacted me? I wait for your call every day, but every time the phone rings, I get disappointment. I want to call you, but I'm afraid of delaying your work!"

It can be heard that she is very angry that Dean hasn't contacted her for so long.

This is understandable.

After all, a girl left her mother and came across the ocean alone in pursuit of her love, but she didn't find anyone, and she couldn't even get a call.

Any normal person would be angry.

Of course, this situation is also easy to coax.

It is impossible to give in, so you can only blame others.

Dean silently opened the phone call record, found the last call record with Neil, looked at the time record on it, and said with a little sigh:

"Of course I remember!

One hundred and twenty-one days!

I haven't heard your voice for four months.

During this time, I have experienced a lot, I am desperate and helpless, but every time I think of you, my tired body and mind seem to be illuminated by the holy light and full of strength again.

I didn't contact you just because I was worried about infecting you with my negative emotions, but I didn't expect it to cause your misunderstanding. Sorry, Neil, I am too selfish."

In the room, Neil opened her mouth wide.

This bad guy actually remembered the time.

She was moved and guilty.

It seems that she misunderstood Dean.

Besides, Dean also said something about despair and helplessness.

Neil couldn't help but think of some messy movie plots in her mind, and hurriedly said worriedly: "No, Dean, I'm sorry, I'm too willful, I just want to possess you, but I didn't consider your situation, and I was angry because of it."

It's so easy to coax.

Outside the door, Dean grinned, tenderness flashed in his eyes, and rang the doorbell

A short separation is better than a new marriage.

Out of the psychological compensation of guilt.

Neil, who has always been shy and passive, is very active today.

Process

The rain gradually stopped.

Neil put her head on Dean's chest with satisfaction, and her fingers unconsciously drew circles on her abdominal muscles: "So you are unemployed now?"

Dean nodded: "Almost, I plan to accompany you and your family well next time, and consider our future by the way."

He briefly talked about starting a pharmaceutical company.

In modern society, everything is inseparable from money, especially in this capitalist country, enough money is also a kind of strength.

No matter which country women are from, they like to hear men describe the beautiful future of two people afterwards.

Neil is not very experienced, especially so.

After listening to Dean's description, she began to help with suggestions without even seeing the product, and then supplemented Dean's vague idea of ​​only one direction, without considering the feasibility and authenticity of the matter at all.

Looking at Neil who was excited, Dean's eyes became more gentle.

Who can refuse a woman who trusts him completely?

This dual fusion of mind and body made Dean very fascinated.

Until Neil fell asleep.

Dean left the room reluctantly.

Before coming.

He also made an appointment with Anbei.

Safe house.

The room was dark.

Dean opened the door, turned on the light, and said casually: "Anbei, long time no see."

In the darkness, a lazy voice came: "To be honest, I don't really want to see you now."

Click.

With the sound of turning on the light.

Under the light of the living room, Anbei was wearing a home suit and slumped on the sofa in a Ge You-like posture.

Dean looked at Anbei in surprise. Just as he was about to say something, he sniffed and said with a strange expression: "Don't tell me that you have changed your ways?"

He smelled the smell of cake cream on Anbei.

This smell is marinated.

This guy must have been busy in that bakery recently.

While talking.

Dean glanced at Anbei: relaxed muscles, kind and harmless eyes, stable mental state, wedding ring on his finger

Well!

Confirmed!

This guy really changed his ways.

Anbei noticed Dean's look and shrugged: "I'm married, ready to quit and stay away from fighting and killing."

"So you get married so casually?"

"You can get married if you want. My brother is dead, and I can't let the bloodline of my family be cut off."

Dean nodded: "Okay, I originally wanted to invite you to participate in a hunting game, but now it seems that you don't have this blessing."

He could see that Anbei was not joking.

This guy really wanted to break away from his original life trajectory and embrace the light.

Dean was very curious about what kind of woman could make An Bei open up his heart. After all, for people like them, unnecessary emotions and ties are weaknesses, which require a lot of courage and determination.

But Anbei didn't say it on his own initiative, so he didn't ask in order to avoid misunderstanding.

When Anbei heard what Dean said, he suddenly sat up from his Ge You-like posture: "Hunting game? Don't tell me it's a battle royale game held by the Lucifer Organization!"

"How much do you know?"

"I heard a little rumor." Anbei's expression was solemn: "This is an event planned by the Lucifer Organization for a long time. I was curious before, so I got some inside information by pretending to be a member of the Lucifer Organization."

He had disguised himself as a peripheral member of the Lucifer Organization before, and also provided some intelligence support to Dean.

So the inside information Anbei said was credible.

Hearing this, Dean perked up: "Tell me."

Anbei raised his head, and after a while, he lowered his head again and looked at Dean seriously: "Do you remember that the Lucifer Organization recruited some perverted criminals everywhere before?"

"Will those people participate?"

Dean narrowed his eyes slightly.

The miniature model killer has not been caught yet!

An Bei nodded:

"Yes, I don't know the details, but those people will most likely be arranged as hunters in the battle royale, of course, they may also be NPC-like characters.

I also discovered this because Lucifer mobilized a large number of field armed support and followed the clues.

In short, I don't recommend you to participate in it.

Such a big move, the hidden power behind it may be more troublesome than you think."

Dean fell into deep thought.

An Bei's words are rough but the logic is not rough.

As a criminal organization with complex components, the people in Lucifer seem crazy, but in fact, they rarely cross the line in their actions, and they have a good sense of proportion, which is much more sophisticated than those organizations that carry out terrorist attacks.

And this kind of large organization, if it makes a big move, there will be a lot of interests involved and efforts. It is absolutely impossible to be casual like some criminal games, nor will it be a big fanfare, just to do some meaningless things like bloody hunting.

Think about it.

Dean looked at Anbei: "What do you think they want to do this time?"

Anbei shook his head: "Lucifer is hidden mainly because he uses the Internet to play some criminal games, which are basically small actions of a few people.

But this time they mobilized a large number of armed field forces.

This is actually a very risky thing for them.

I can't guess their purpose, but my instinct tells me that it is very dangerous to get involved.

This is why I threw away the vest."

He lowered his head, touched the wedding ring on his hand, and said in a low voice:

"People, with After the bond, there is a weakness.

I used to be fearless, killed countless people, and never had a nightmare. On the contrary, after retiring, I have nightmares every day. Tell me if it's funny or not. "

Dean was silent for a while, nodded: "I understand you, leave your method of changing your body shape and the method of making human skin mask, I will not bother you again in the future."

Anbei flipped his palm, threw a USB flash drive on the coffee table, and said with a smile: "I've been waiting for you to say this, I have prepared the ransom long ago."

Dean: "."

He silently gave Anbei a middle finger.

Anbei stood up: "Okay, I have to go back."

Walked to the door.

He opened the door, stopped, and turned back to say: "Dean, we have known each other for a while, but I still want to advise you that safety is a blessing. The water of Lucifer Organization is too deep, stay away from it, after all, you still have family."

Dean played with the USB flash drive that Anbei dropped, without raising his head, and said in a flat tone: "The problem is, I received an invitation letter."

Anbei raised his eyebrows when he heard it: "Okay... I wish you good luck, and by the way, I will mourn for those unlucky people who participated with you."

Clang.

The sensor lights in the corridor lit up, hiding Anbei's figure.

The hunting game still has more than a month to go.

The following days.

Dean lived a very regular life.

Studying Anbei's ancestral bone shrinking and disguise skills, meeting Neil, and making human skin masks.

Neil was very happy at first.

But after a long time, she couldn't stand it.

No one can stand lying in bed for 24 hours a day, at least two-thirds of the time.

Sex is a bone scraper.

Neil felt that she had to restrain herself!

This day, early in the morning.

The young couple finished their morning exercise.

Neil solemnly pulled Dean up from the bed and said with a serious face: "Dean, I think we should have a good talk."

Dean concentrated on pinching the Commonwealth specialty Western grapes in his hand: "Hmm?"

Neil slapped his mischievous hand away: "Do you feel that your state is not right?"

"Isn't that what unemployed vagrants do?"

"But I know you don't like it." Neil hugged Dean and murmured: "You can't get up the spirit every day, don't go out, and don't attend family gatherings. I feel that you are less... energetic than before."

Don't say it, this girl, what she said is quite accurate.

People, just like to be cheap.

When he first came to this world, Dean wanted to eat empty salary, eat and wait for death, and enjoy a peaceful life.

Now he is suspended from the detective bureau and the FBI.

There is really nothing to do.

Dean felt uncomfortable all over, and could only rely on boring and tedious sports to kill time, and by the way wait for the formation of bone shrinking and disguise skills.

He glanced at Neil who looked serious, and smiled: "Neil, do you have any good suggestions?"

Neil imitated Dean and snapped her fingers: "Dean, have you forgotten that you are also a detective?"

"You mean, consultant of 'Smith Detective Agency'?"

Neil nodded wildly: "Yes, 'Smith Detective Agency' has many branches in the United States, especially some cases about wealthy people, they are involved in a lot, you can take over a few cases when you are bored."

She used to be reluctant to let Dean leave to be busy.

However, her body was not up to her expectations. Even if she practiced hard, she could not bear the torment of Dean, the beast, and could only become the person she once hated the most.

Not giving this advice, but reminding Dean.

The battle royale game still has more than a month to go. If Neil keeps tormenting like this, she will not be able to deal with the medical company's affairs.

Dean nodded: "I will contact them tomorrow."

'Smith Detective Agency' is one of the three largest detective agencies in the world, with offices in many countries.

As an international metropolis, Los Angeles is no exception.

She has been working for so long without any salary.

At Neil's reminder, Dean took the initiative to call the headquarters of the Smith Detective Agency for the first time.

According to the contract.

The money that the Smith Detective Agency gives to consultants is equivalent to the basic salary. If there is a case that needs help, you need to pay the corresponding fees. Of course, if the Smith Detective Agency has a need, the consultant also needs to help stand up.

Of course, this is only the treatment of those great detectives in the industry.

A relative like Dean who eats empty salary needs the consultant status of the Smith Detective Agency to improve his gold content, similar to a graduation certificate from a prestigious university.

After Dean finished talking about his requirements for the case, the Smith Detective Agency headquarters gave him the address and phone number of the detective agency's office in Los Angeles.

The next day.

Dean said goodbye to Neil, drove her pink car, and came to an inconspicuous apartment in Los Angeles according to the address provided by the Smith Detective Agency headquarters.

"Is this the office of the Smith Detective Agency in Los Angeles?"

Dean looked at the shabby apartment and was a little surprised that the office of the Smith Detective Agency in Los Angeles would be in such a place.

In his impression, a detective agency is like a law firm.

The office location is the first impression given to customers, so it is still quite important.

Although this place cannot be called a slum, the black people everywhere, the small groups of people smoking opium in groups of three or five on the street corners, and the homeless huts built with cardboard boxes in the corners all indicate that this is not a good place.

"I hope to encounter some interesting cases."

Dean shook his head and walked into the apartment.

PS:

I went in again.

This happened several times this month.

I declare here: I don't drive when I write, and I don't write when I drive.

I'd better be more reserved later.

Promote positive energy, write more plots, and less SS that the review teachers don't like to see.