North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

The next day, early in the morning, Dean was woken up by the phone ringing.

He picked up his cell phone and saw that it was actually a call from his mother Sheila.

"Mom, you got up really early."

Dean said in a sleepy voice.

"I don't want to get up so early, but I didn't expect you to be like this, Dean!"

On the other end of the phone, Sheila's voice was not kind.

This made Dean a little confused.

how.

My mother found out that I was a bad detective?

Without waiting for Dean to ask.

My mother, Sheila, uttered a series of questions: "If Neil hadn't found the family, how long would you want to hide from me?"

"ha?"

Dean froze: "Mom, you mean, Neil is at our house now?"

"Yes, I saw her car parked outside our house for several days in a row. This silly girl squatted in the car for several days. What did you do to hurt her?"

Dean: "."

How the hell do I know what's going on?

I just talked about Neil with Ross yesterday.

As a result, Neil showed up at her mother's house today.

This idiot, wouldn't it be that he wanted to come suddenly and surprise himself, only to find out that he wasn't in the rental house at all, so he just wanted to rely on the address he left for his mother to stay by himself, right?

Not to mention, Nier, who is in love, is really likely to do such a thing!

Dean thought of this, and said speechlessly: "Mom, don't be so excited, is Neil by your side? By the way, why did I hear the sound of the ambulance?"

Los Angeles.

Dean's mother, Sheila, looked at the oncoming ambulance, and then at the sitting on the grass with a look of distress, covering Neil with her shrugged arms with a bitter face, and said vaguely: "She It's not convenient to answer the phone, you will call her later! In short, Nier is a good girl, you must not let her down!"

finished.

She hung up the phone quickly.

damn it.

After knowing that Neil was Dean's little girlfriend, and she didn't know about Dean's transfer from Los Angeles, she couldn't wait to call over to inquire about her crimes, but she forgot that she thought Neil was a bad guy who was monitoring her home. I touched it, and when Neil got out of the car, there was a slap in the face.

Sin!

Fortunately, I didn't draw the gun directly.

Sheila never doubted Dean, a bad boy, was attractive to women.

But she wondered what kind of unbearable image she was, a bad mother-in-law who broke her daughter-in-law's arm every time she saw her, in the poor heart of Nier.

Hearing the beeping busy tone from the phone, Dean put away the phone with a puzzled face.

Why is it so inconvenient for Neil to answer the phone?

And on the phone, what the hell is hearing the siren of an ambulance approaching?

Dean shook his head.

never mind.

Since my mother already knew of Neil's existence, she should take care of Neil for herself.

always impossible

The ambulance on the other end of the phone is for Neil, right?

However, Neal's sudden arrival at his home also reminded Dean that he hadn't told Neal about his departure from Los Angeles because of trivial matters.

During this period of time, I have somewhat neglected the other party.

nine in the morning.

Dean and Cheston, who had thick dark circles under his eyes, came to the restaurant of the hotel to enjoy a free breakfast.

at this time.

The lobby manager of the hotel lobby came over and said politely, "Excuse me, are these Mr. Dean and Mr. Cheston?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Dean looked at him suspiciously.

When he stayed in the hotel, it was at his own expense, and he didn't reveal his identity.

The lobby manager smiled and took out a brown-yellow letter from his pocket: "This is a letter entrusted to you by your friend. He asked you to find a place where no one is around to read it."

"Sorry, I'm in Las Vegas, no friends, if you can't provide more information, we won't accept this letter!"

Dean held Cheston, who was about to get the letter, and said in a serious tone.

Although he didn't see anything unusual from the lobby manager.

But they just cracked a case involving the Lucifer game organization, and the possibility that the other party used some low-level methods to assassinate them cannot be ruled out!

The lobby manager didn't expect Dean to react like this.

Holding the letter in his hand, he stood there for a few seconds in a daze, and then he was pleasantly surprised, and added: "Sorry, I forgot, your friend, let me say a secret code between your friends."

talking.

The manager of the lobby supported his plump belly, imitating the tone of the other party as much as possible, and said sadly: "All those who are chosen by fate can only win the favor of the goddess if they choose to embrace fate. The blasphemer can only be favored by the goddess if he pleases the goddess." can be forgiven."

"Ahem~"

"Guests, I've finished speaking. If you still don't want this letter, I'll throw it back to the front desk."

After listening to what the lobby manager said.

Dean and Chesston looked at each other, and at the same time saw the meaning in each other's eyes: inexplicable!

What fate chose to profane to please the goddess

Shouldn't this kind of nagging, two-year-old and mentally abnormal lines appear in an anime in an island country, or in some third-rate novel scripts?

finally.

Out of curiosity and some scruples.

Dean let Cheston wear gloves anyway, and took the letter.

The two of them lost the mood to eat breakfast, took the elevator again, and returned to the room.

"Agent Dean, this letter is not thick to the touch, it is unlikely to contain dangerous items, let me see what is inside!"

After briefly checking the appearance of the letter, Cheston put on gloves and was about to open the envelope.

Dean quickly pulled a plastic bag from the side and threw it over:

"Some killers like to smear certain chemical toxins on inconspicuous things, trigger them with friction and some small means, let the toxins on them volatilize, and poison close-range targets.

Although I don't think that small characters like us are worthy of being treated by killers in this way, but be careful, it's always right! "

Cheston shrugged: "You are the boss, listen to you."

Put the palm of your hand holding the envelope in a plastic bag.

Cheston tore open the envelope with light force.

Inside the envelope was a piece of black paper with no discernible material!

Precisely.

This is an invitation!

On the black paper, there are golden stripes and silver fonts.

The golden stripes form a strange eye symbol, which is the symbol of the Lucifer game organization!

Silver font, arrogant and direct:

Dean and Mr. Cheston are invited to participate in a fun outdoor game on September 9th, 2001 at **, **.

Those who refuse, die!

Leaker, die!

this! ! !

Cheston's pupils constricted violently, and the palm of his hand holding the envelope subconsciously wanted to throw away the envelope in his hand, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly looked at Dean, who was expressionless beside him: "Agent Dean, what's the matter?" .It appears to be a threatening letter."

Dean took a deep breath and snatched the plastic bag and the letter inside from Cheston's hand.

Outdoor games?

hehe.

He had a hunch that this so-called game might be the battle royale mentioned in the clues left by the murderer!

Bumping into the Lucifer game organization again and again.

It seems that this time, on the bright side, I can't escape!

Cheston, seeing that Dean got the invitation letter full of naked threats, kept silent, and couldn't help but asked, "Agent Dean, do you know this thing?"

Dean glanced at him and said lightly, "Cheston, your acting skills still need to be honed."

finished.

Dean casually threw the invitation letter into the trash can beside him.

The Lucifer game organization rarely seeks revenge against officials who investigate, sabotage, or arrest their game members.

But he passively ran into the Lucifer organization again and again.

Dean had already had a hunch that those people would attack him again in the open.

My own subspace will come in handy this time!

Cheston was overwhelmed by Dean's revealing of his cover-up, even standing up. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

Until the sound of the door opening.

He just woke up like a dream, and rushed to the door: "Sorry, I didn't hide it on purpose, this is"

"False!"

Dean puts a finger to his lips:

"Cheston, I already know the answer from your reaction!

The first time we met, you followed Mr. Anthony and participated in the burglary game of the Lucifer game organization, and you were very active.

When you reported the case clues this time, your emotions were obviously not right.

From your eyes, I saw your disgust and fear of that symbol.

You want revenge on the other person.

But the heart is afraid of the other party.

So, this is why you choose to follow me? "

Cheston sighed and lowered his head: "Agent Dean, you are really scary, maybe that's why Mr. Anthony chose you in the end."