Xu Chuan, holding the plate, looked at himself with a confused look on his face and had already had half a bottle of Chivas' woman, "Fuck, you're crazy." He didn't realize that this woman was still an alcoholic.
However, after carefully observing the woman who was smirking, he realized that this person should not drink much. Simply put, he just didn't know his alcohol tolerance and got himself drunk.
Xu Chuan held the pasta and watched the woman drinking crazy while eating. She had already thrown her nightgown aside and put on a small nenet. Then she took a cell phone and took a photo. I don’t know how much money she could be blackmailed when she wakes up.
"I don't like that Jennifer. Last year, she said in public that I was an outdated singer and dressed in old-fashioned." In a sentence, Xu Chuan re-arranged and combined it before she understood what she meant.
At this time, the advantage of Chinese is revealed. No matter how disordered your order or how inverted it, you can usually understand the general meaning as soon as possible.
"Of course I also said bad things about her, but she died like this, in front of me." After saying that, she started to cry. This woman might be really scared. This is really normal. She didn't think about some things at the time, but she might become more and more afraid of them the more she thought about them. Some people would cause serious psychological problems.
Xu Chuan took the noodles and comforted him, "It's not your fault, it has nothing to do with you, those bad guys will be punished." He quickly snatched the bottle in her hand and pushed the plate with the noodles over, "Eat something, and go to bed, and it will be fine tomorrow."
Unexpectedly, the woman rushed up to steal the bottle of wine from his hand, and then was ruthlessly suppressed by Xu Chuan, "It's almost done." She locked Xuela's hands and pressed her on the dining table.
"I can't sleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, my mind was full of Jennifer's face." Xuela lay on the dining table with her upper body, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
Xu Chuan sighed and pulled her up and hugged her in his arms, "I know this feeling, but I believe that drinking is useless."
"What should I do?"
"Uh, you can do more aerobic exercise." He relied on day after day to day to survive that period of time.
"Do you exercise?" The woman raised her head, looked at him with a confused look, and her hands wrapped around the next second.
"Uh, I'm not talking about this kind of exercise." Xu Chuan pressed her alcoholic mouth and said funny, but it seemed that it was not much different.
Under the influence of alcohol, this woman showed her wildest side.
Looking at the woman's body lying on the bed covered with sweat, Xu Chuan knew that she had fallen asleep, wiped the sweat from her head and wiped it.
After sorting out the chaotic battlefield, Xu Chuan took out his phone and said, "Yes, check Gideon Ryan, and Dito Flores."
"I know he is not easy to check, otherwise DEA would have caught him long ago and just do its best."
Although Gideon was arrested, since he dared to threaten himself, it means that the Flores group may have a backup plan. If such a backbone force cannot be silenced, he can only find a way to rescue him.
He threatened himself, although his grandson was in the wrong direction, he would definitely not be able to keep him for the New Year.
Meanwhile, Martin Riggs was sitting in his messy RV parked on the beach, looking through the information Palmer gave him, "Your wife's death was not an accident, I think Gideon killed her."
SWAT is also in the command center in downtown Los Angeles. "The identification results of those explosives have come out, they are all military explosives. They pry open Gideon's mouth and dig out the people who dare to sell these things here."
"Get it, head." Hondo took the information and walked out of Sheriff Hicks' office with SWAT commander Jessica Cottz.
"I'm lucky today." Jessica saw that Hondu was in a bad mood.
"My command almost killed everyone." Although there were no serious consequences, the black special police still blamed himself.
"No, you've done a good job, no one can guarantee an accident." Jessica stopped and looked at him seriously.
"Hongdu, come and see this." Luca called him not far away.
Strick and several SWAT team members are restoring the scene in the salon at that time based on the transcripts of the hostages on the scene.
"I can only say that Gideon is so unlucky," Luca complained, "That Asian man is definitely a veteran. We have tried it many times. Kill one person and injured two people, and it is almost impossible to do it without any damage."
"That's right, 'Tan' will definitely not be able to do it anyway." Chris, the only female special police officer, pointed at an Asian special police officer on the training ground.
He was shot again, "No, this is impossible, I can only deal with the two in front of me." The special police named Tan admitted that they failed, which attracted a burst of booing.
"Maybe it's not that Gideon was unlucky, but that we were lucky." Hongdu thought about it and said, "You have made a mistake. Gideon could never be prepared at that time, and it was different from your current state."
Deakin said, "Yes, I've seen that Asian man, and I can't see any aggressiveness anyway, Gideon will never be on guard against him."
"But even this is not so easy to do." An elderly special police officer in another team shook his head, "You must be very determined and very confident."
"Yes, you shouldn't be afraid of death."
Chris continued, "Who did Gideon meet, the Chinese special forces?"
"No, according to the transcript of the Robbery and Murder Division, this may be a PMC." Jessica replied.
"Oh, it turns out to be a mercenary. If that's what Gideon said, he met his colleagues." Strick summed up very well.
"Then the competition pressure between them is so great. Will Gideon be angry to death if he knows."
"It's possible, but how could he be with Xuela?"
Strick raised his hand, "I probably know this." Seeing everyone being attracted by the eyes, he slowly took out a CD from his locker, "Look at the lyrics and compositions of these songs."
Hongdu stood aside, took the CD from him and took a look, then pointed the name on it with a look of surprise, "It seems that our mercenary gentleman is quite talented."
Most of the media are still waiting for the latest news at the Los Angeles Police Department’s door, followed by Jennifer’s home and Shera’s residence.
Chapter completed!