The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

James opened his mouth slightly, breathing choppyly because of the twitching of muscles all over his body. ? 8? 1 Chinese ?? www.81zw.com? I don't know if everyone is really silent, or what, the world is still in silence.

James can clearly hear his rapid heartbeat, and the blood rushing to the whole body is desperately crowded into the tiny capillaries on the skin under the pressure of swell.

‘That ’s not human’, this is the only thought in James ’mind,‘ that question mark, this must not be human! Is it a demon? ’

Like a spring stretched to the limit, James's intermittent breathing froze for an instant, and his flushed skin became numb after a brief coolness. The spring began to rebound.

The first voice after the world returned to normal was actually Curson's.

"No!" Coulson photographed the two stacks of information on the desk. "Absolutely not! How can I let Lance go! We have no clue what kind of person the other person is! How can I send it to someone!"

"Do you have a better way?" Director Cologne glanced at Coulson, rubbing the corners of his mouth, waiting.

After the silence, Director Cologne snorted softly, "It doesn't seem to be." He knocked on the table to remind James, who was apparently short-lived, to concentrate. "As Curson said, we don't know anything. These? "His hands were shaking on the display board, and at the same time he gave a sneer glance at Director Hoin." These were all said after those people publicly pleaded guilty. "

"We can't wait for them to tell us." Director Cologne thought about his two detectives, Coulson and James. "We want to see it with our own eyes! We must see it with our own eyes!"

"Why me?" James tried to control his breath.

"Because you are a newcomer." Cologne twitched at the corner of his mouth, seeming to sigh. "You have no complicated network in Barton, nor have you been exposed ..."

"No!" Coulson was still excited. "The last time Hermann's case, Lance appeared in court ..."

"There are no photos. ● ▲ ▼ Bayi Chinese ▼ www.ww.81zw.com?" Cologne waved, "I would like to thank the guy who suddenly lost control outside the court (Revenge), the media focused on what happened afterwards on."

"There are others ..."

The Director of Cologne glared at Coulson impatiently and raised his voice, "Do you think I made this decision without a good investigation!" Cologne waved his hand. He lowered his voice, "He has not participated in any news conference, only two blurred silhouettes were shot at the crime scene, no one knows him!" Cologne twitched his lips. "Not like some people."

Some of these people are other police detectives including Coulson. The case is over. No matter how big or small, the media is not interested. The police station will advertise itself. So there will be a press release or a press conference. Tell everyone, ‘we ’ve solved the case again’!

Detective Coulson's favorite thing is to describe his achievements in front of a bunch of cameras, so he opened his mouth and swallowed what he still wanted to say.

"You go out." Commissioner Cologne waved at the Newton police station. "Our own people need psychological preparation."

Horn nodded and beckoned to his men. Of course, they will not leave on this matter. After all, this is still the case of Newton City.

After all the people left, Cologne stood at the door. Determined that no one would eavesdrop, suddenly walked quickly to the chair beside James who was sitting at the conference table and didn't know what to think. He waved directly at Coulson and lowered his voice, "Come on, listen well Now! "

The three joined together in a circle, and Cologne's eyes were fixed on James. "Lance, I don't think it's difficult for you. You have done more dangerous tasks before."

James's fist behind him was tight and nodded.

"Very good." Director Cologne nodded with satisfaction. "But you are not only two people. There will be one more, which cannot be known by the people of Newton."

"Who ?!" Cosson was surprised. Eyes staring at his boss blinked, raised his eyebrows, and immediately thought of something else, with a questioning tone, "we, uh. ?? Bayi Chinese? Wen ★ net. Www.81zw.com? Distrust Newton City guy? "

At this time, Cologne was really satisfied. He bent the corner of his mouth and patted Coulson's shoulder. "Yes, I don't trust them." Cologne took the information. "It seems scary to put all of these cases together, but yes For Newton, it ’s the norm. Can I understand it if I say that? "

James put down the chaotic thoughts in his brain, and he didn't want to look too bad when he was so close to the director. Start thinking about each other's words.

Coulson is always the guy who understands faster, "You mean criminal activity organized by a group?"

"Yes." The Director of Cologne nodded again with satisfaction. "The guys in the southeast of Barton have never been so capable, but this is in Massa ..." Cologne shook his head. "No, in the entire Federation, I am afraid that we are only Barton. The city is like this. "

The specific reason Cologne didn't want to say more, everyone understands it. Can't say whether this is pride or another kind of helplessness. Let's experience it by ourselves.

"And this case is very special." Cologne frowned, as if thinking about something.

"This guy." Coulson pointed to the question mark on the display board. "He already had power in Newton, but he gave up."

Cologne nodded, with a serious smile on his face, er, or did he smile?

"Specially, Hoin actually chased over, and came to us for a guy who has no clue."

Coulson blinked, "So the Newton gangs want this guy!"

Horn is just an errand. A police chief is just errands.

Cologne snorted and glanced at Coulson with satisfaction. "So I don't trust them."

"These ..." Coulson quickly turned over the information he had obtained before. "Are these really true? Will the 'little things' on the back of the bay become in the way they say ..." Coulson wrinkled Frowned.

"I'm afraid it's true." Cologne sighed. "I have been observing this case for some time. Newton was wanted a few weeks ago and started to contact the surrounding cities for cooperation investigation. As a result, the bad luck is here Appeared."

"How do we know that this must be the model of that club?" Coulson seemed to have a glimmer of hope.

"I'm sure." Cologne shook his head. "Remember that Barton's crime rate increased suddenly."

James frowned, when Crowley first appeared.

Coulson turned over the time of the first data, and it coincided.

Cologne continued, “It ’s just that Patton ’s law and order has always been better than Newton ’s, so our fights and thieves’ petty cases are all these things to them. At that time, no one cared about it. The problem was that those people began to plead guilty publicly, and the case became clear. Fragmented cases were linked, and this model emerged. "

There was worry on Cologne's face. His meaning was obvious. No one from Barton stood up and pleaded guilty!

"Then the inexplicable tide of crime faded." Cologne's face was not so pretty. "But I have paid special attention to this. During this time, the police, including you." He looked at Coulson, his expression a little Helpless, "The miscellaneous cases you got, I have been comparing and comparing, but now they are completely overlapped with those in Newton City, even to the same extent!

Cologne came up with another document. This is no longer Newton ’s document, but Barton ’s. “First, it ’s ordinary public graffiti. At first, I thought that the young people on Augier Street began to expand. But then With the destruction of public facilities, trash cans, road signs, sewers ... these are already things that will cause harm to people, and I have to start to doubt. The next step is to target private property, alarms, tires ... … "

This is a process that is becoming more and more serious and the criminal intent is becoming more and more obvious!

"It can't be a coincidence, it can only be a copy." Cologne took it seriously and glanced at the question mark. "'He' is coming. I don't trust the Newton guys, and I hate them for coming to our Patton to grab people. .. But I ’m sure I do n’t want this guy in Button! "

Cologne's palm clapped to James, who has always been quiet, "I can honestly say that I have a bad first impression of you! So I just ask, can you do it!"

"Yes." What else can James say? "Who is there another person?" Compared with the analysis of the city's "style", James is more concerned about his task. He doesn't feel that this is easier than the task he or he was a soldier. The various thoughts that had been forcibly set aside came back into the brain, and James wanted to hurry up and go out to breathe.

"Wes Jean." Cologne nodded, unable to see whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied. "He should report to the North District, but I can get him to the South District to avoid encountering these Newton guys. "

"Who is Jayne?" James opened his mouth when Curson questioned. If it was not thinking disturbed by aliens, he should have thought of it!

"Newcomer." Cologne didn't seem to be going to elaborate. He waved his hand and looked at Coulson. "You don't need to know too much. Lance has a lookout. You don't have to worry too much. As for you, you have to deal with New Zealand. Together, the guys of Dunton set out everything for me! "He stared at Coulson and said fiercely," We are the Patton Police Station, not Newton's group of shit-washed waste! I want to know everything ! "

Cologne pulled up the hands of the two detectives in a funny way and said seriously, "The two of you are both undercover, do you understand!"

When Coulson nodded vigorously, James frowned, "Wa, uh, Jayne ..."

"I'll arrange it." Director Cologne snorted, and James still maintained his first impression in his eyes-untimely freedom.

"Go and ask them to come in." Director Cologne waved his hand. "You have to work out a way to mix into the" Fight Club "and give you one morning to get it out for confirmation."

Why is it morning? Because in the afternoon, the Director of Cologne wants to send these to the hands of a newcomer in the Southern District. The newcomer is ready for an afternoon, and the director is close enough. (To be continued.)