Chapter 199

"Ah... Sneeze, my God, I'm frozen to death."

"Shut up, Smith. You're still wearing a windbreaker."

"It's my fault. Who told you just to be elegant and not to be warm. It's December. I'll wear a suit. I deserve to freeze you to death. "

"I said two brothers, can we come in and quarrel again? It's OK for you two to sit in the back. I'm in the front. The cold wind blows all over me. "

"You're okay to say that at first you thought you were driving a car, but it turned out to be a motorcycle."

With trembling hands, scoff took out the key and opened the door. Wick and Smith covered their shoulders and shrunk their heads and hurried into the room.

"Is this where you live? Tut tut...... "

Smith and wick looked around. Although they didn't speak, their faces said everything.

Scoff rolled up his eyes and said, "I don't think I'm worthy of you two. You can go out now and don't give it away!"

"OK, when I get warm, I'll go right away."

Smith rubbed his hands and gasped: "there's no heating... God, where's the hot water?"

"I have a blanket in my room. Make do with it first."

Scoff took out the blanket from his bedroom and threw it to Smith and wick. He shivered and went to burn hot water.

Three people crowded into a motorcycle and suddenly came all the way. Not to mention the cold wind, the light and dew soaked the clothes. Wick and Smith took off their coats and put on dry and warm blankets. When scoff brought the hot tea, their faces immediately showed a satisfied smile.

Just as the three of them were huddled on the sofa, wearing blankets, holding tea cups and sipping tea happily. The door suddenly opened, and a woman with black hair came in: "scoff, you bastard, where have you been all day, and the phone can't get through..."

She suddenly shut her mouth and stared at the three people curled up on the sofa like refugees.

The atmosphere of embarrassment spread through the air.

After a while, scoff said dryly, "Maya, listen to me..."

As soon as the woman reached out, she closed her eyes and shook her head, "come on, how long have you maintained such a relationship? Also, is this finished or just ready to start? "

“……”

The three men looked at each other. After a moment, they shivered, wrapped their blankets tightly, and quickly opened the distance between each other.

"No, honey, it's not what you think..."

Because of his excitement, scoff hurriedly stood up and accidentally pulled the blanket off, revealing a slap of heart protecting hair.

"Don't worry, scoff, I won't discriminate against you..."

"What? No, you misunderstood, Maya, you definitely misunderstood something. "

"Don't explain, scoff, to tell you the truth, I envy you for finding such a handsome male god... And TMD is two!"

Then the woman swallowed her mouth.

"Buy GA, this place can't stay any longer."

Wick and Smith felt goose bumps all over their bodies and stood up quickly.

"I want to go home. I miss my wife very much now."

"Similarly, I didn't call last night. My fiancee should be worried about me."

Looking at wick and Smith, who were in a hurry to wear their coats, the woman glanced: "I have a wife and fiancee, and I still play this... Bah, scum man!"

Wick: "

Smith: "

The woman smiled and patted... Or she touched the strong arms of the two male gods and said with a smile: "just kidding. Don't take it seriously. First of all, I'd like to introduce myself. I'm Steve's girlfriend Maya, you two... "

Smith ignored her, just pulled out his gun, unloaded the magazine, looked, turned to wick and said, "I'm out of bullets, and you?"

Wick said with a cold face, "the same."

"There's no way." Smith put the gun away and looked around. "Use a pillow. There's blood everywhere with a knife. It's troublesome to clean up after finishing."

"It's all right," wick said faintly. "I know a cleaning company. They specialize in this business. They clean every time without leaving any clues."

"That's great."

Smith smiled grimly at Maya and scoff.

Scoff was too scared to speak. After the battle this night, he had already seen that the way of the two goods was wrong.

After all, who goes out with a gun pinned to his waist?

Er... This is the United States. There seems to be nothing wrong with carrying a gun.

But Smith once asked for a grenade?

So scoff suspected that they were either agents or secret agents, but now it seems that they are more like killers

"Ha ha..."

Maya couldn't help but burst out laughing, patted Smith on the cheek, smiled and said, "still playing role-playing? That's cute. God, I'm a little excited. But now is not the time to say this... "

Maya suddenly turned around and pointed to the pale scoff: "where have you been these two days? Susan has been chasing me for your latest photos. Do you know our current family situation. No more income, you can't even think of living in such a house. "

Scoff grimaced, "honey, I'm not without hard work. On the contrary, I have been following a big news these two days. If it is exposed, the photos can definitely sell at a good price. "

"What about the photos?"

"... broke." Scoff almost cried. "The most critical shots were thrown into the subway with the camera."

"Subway?" Maya was slightly stunned. "What are you doing on the subway?"

Scoff explained in detail what happened these two days, especially last night. This talk can not be explained in just a few words, especially when scoff first mentioned what Sharon asked him, and wick and Smith were curious to stay.

When scoff finally finished, the tea was brewed three times, and it was bright outside.

"... in short, that's what happened. I've tracked the man in black to determine his address, work unit and the track of commuting."

Scoff took out a stack of photos from the darkroom and spread them on the table. He said with some annoyance, "but the most important photos were destroyed when he committed the crime last night. God, what bad luck. "

"Man, it's strange that you don't have bad luck when you meet Sharon."

Wick and Smith looked at each other, but neither of them said anything.

"Scoff, honey, it's not that I don't believe you, but the evidence you have now can't prove anything."

Maya took the picture, shook her head and said, "maybe we should call the police. This matter should be handed over to the police. As for you, you should look elsewhere. "

"You still don't understand, Maya. Look at the newspapers I collect." Scoff was a little excited. "No matter how far away, I'm sure most of the disappearances in the past three years should have something to do with that guy."

He moved out a pile of newspapers: "look at these victims, if it's not vagrants, or foreigners who can't resist life, or gangsters and drug addicts who don't care at all..."

"Believe me, Maya, as long as I grasp the substantive evidence, we will become famous, rich and prosperous."

Scoff clenched his fists.

"Ding Ling Ling..."

In the atmosphere of self intoxication, a cell phone ring suddenly sounded out of time. Smith nodded apologetically, took out his cell phone and hid aside.

After a while, he came back and said to scoff, "man, don't check it. It's not as simple as you think."

Scoff was stunned: "what's the matter?"

Smith shrugged. "It's easy. On the way here, I sent a text message. Let others call the police anonymously, and then the police raided the slaughterhouse an hour ago, but they didn't find anything. "

"How is that possible?"

Scoff opened his mouth wide.

Wick frowned. "What about the subway platform hidden under the slaughterhouse?"

"This is the strangest place," said Smith. "There is no platform. The police have detected it. There is nothing under the slaughterhouse except soil."