"Lance. Curson 'consciously' took the coffee that James had already handed to his lips, confirmed that James had not had time to drink it, and took a sip of satisfaction, "Not bad." ”

James frowned as his partner sat disrespectfully at his table, a slight mocking smile on his lips.

Detective Curson's annoying smile wasn't for James, it was for the rest of the police department, and it was a smugness.

But James didn't think they had anything to be proud of, the situation in the southeast was still the same, and the fire case between him and Corson hadn't been solved, but, just the day before yesterday, the police had a reporter and released the following information-

"Barton is being attacked by a number of outlaws, including Smith. These criminals resorted to suicide attacks, posing a great threat to the safety of the citizens of Barton. The Patton police have already taken full action to try not to panic the citizens of Patton, but there are still omissions, media friends have been asking recently, and at the same time, there have also been bad attacks in the North and South Districts, which our police have not been able to prevent, and then our police will announce part of the case.

In addition, in particular, in the south-eastern part of the North District, some unstable elements have taken the opportunity to disturb the peace of the law and undermine the peace of Patton, for which we sincerely apologize for the lack of competence of the police themselves. Now, we police hope that our media friends can cooperate and increase the vigilance of the citizens, and the safety of Patton needs to be maintained by all of us......"

This vague content turned the bizarre fires in the North and South Wards into an attack on Patton, with the case at the Smith warehouse that would naturally attract the attention of the media at the forefront, and the situation in the southeast, which the police had begun to hide, became an omission caused by the police in this attack trying to ensure that the citizens did not panic but lacked capacity. Remember, James's told Zach. There was also a fire in the southeast, which was ignored at the time, and at this time it had become 'restless people took advantage of the unstable event in an unstable place'.

Cowson's pride, from his and James's case, has successfully eased the media pressure the police department is now facing, and the chief will still resent Cousson for failing to provide clues to the Southeast. However, he can no longer be blamed. Because Corson has made some use for himself.

The result is actually very boring, and the news of the past two days has repeated the following content - "Citizens try to avoid activities in the southeast, and citizens in the southeast should be vigilant...... Citizens should be cautious if they find strangers around, and if there are strangers carrying bottled liquids (incendiary goods), call the police immediately, and do not try to have any contact with people who may be dangerous elements......"

Seriously, James watched things unfold and wanted to laugh and cry. The moment of tangle is a constipation face.

"By the way, there's a woman out there looking for you. Curson sat down on the table, crossed his legs, and kicked James in the arm, "I said......" Curson narrowed his eyes and looked at James, "Where do you usually meet people? Your friend at Barton, Fitz." I can understand, uh. I don't understand, Grande, how did you know her? The woman outside looks like a ...... Hey, Lance!"

James is gone.

Walking through the police station, which was still busy, it was so busy that it didn't have the weird feeling of James when he first returned, because there was an 'event' in the news to echo it. The police department should be busy. But James's heart was still strange, and it was not pleasant to know that the truth was sometimes true.

"James. "The woman waiting at the door of the police station is dressed very casually, not crookedly casually, it looks casual without a normal female match, so to speak, either this person is very sloppy. Either the taste is really bad. Slippers plus home pants and a big T-shirt, grocery shopping won't be so casual.

"Linda?" James was stunned at the door, quickened his pace, grabbed the woman's hand, and walked to the side of the police station building, "How did you get here!"

Linda? Do you feel familiar, right, the bride's name on the Cliff wedding invitation?

"Can't I come. "Question, but no expression, this is too natural performance, "Can't you stand in front of the police station as a legal citizen." ”

James frowned, and first single-mindedly brought the woman, who he obviously didn't want to be here, to the police station's lane. Based on the fact that all the patrols who could be sent out had gone out, there was no one here.

"What are you doing here?!" James kept his voice down.

Linda scooped through her baggy pocket for a long time and pulled out an invitation, "I'm getting married." I don't have any friends at Barton, so I can only invite you. ”

James didn't answer, he was stunned.

Linda squeezed the hand of the invitation and waited for a while, impatient, she pulled the corners of her mouth and stuffed the invitation into the pocket of James's chest, "Wednesday noon, the Church of the Holy Son on the South Side. Don't be late, I can send me a gift in advance, I want a set of porcelain cutlery. ”

Linda tilted her head sideways and thought for a moment, "That's it, goodbye." ”

As she turned around and was about to leave, our detective finally reacted, "Wait...... Wait a minute!" James actually looked in a hurry, trying to pull the other party and trying to take out the invitation that was stuffed on his chest, his chaotic hands stretching and retracting in the air.

Linda still kept moving forward, pouting and turning around, still frowning, looking impatient, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Who, who's ......" James's chaotic movements made a decision, he pulled out the invitation card on his chest, flipped it open, and stared at the words on it, "Cliff, human, alien, how did you get ......?"

"No. Linda stopped and turned completely, "You know that the spouse didn't invent a human thing. Lower animals have this behavior. Linda's hands were in her pockets and she looked at the detective with a blank expression.

"You're human!" James clenched the invitation in his hand and stared at the woman in front of him.

"I'm? Linda chuckled and turned her head again, "Porcelain, James, porcelain." You know I've always hated silver. ”

"Linda!"

This time, the other party didn't turn his head again, dragging a pair of slippers and leaving only a back for James.

"Hey, Lance!" Cowson's voice came from the corner, very loud, "Why are you running here!!" Cousson's voice was a little quieter, and he made a pretentious gesture of blocking, "Your Grand!"

"You--Grande!" James glared at Corson fiercely, the crumpled invitation in his hand tucked into his pocket.

"Uh......" Curson, apparently unprepared for James's inexplicable foul language, was stunned, "I wouldn't mind if you were willing to give it to me, hehe." Immediately, a smiling face came out, sincerely.

Needless to say, James returned to the police station gloomily and answered Grande's call. (To be continued.) )