American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 84 84 You are a gift

Ever since Ron injected blood into his body.

Dehari could no longer resist Ron.

Instead of being uncomfortable with this change, I feel it is natural.

Dehari didn't notice this change at all, let alone get rid of it.

Without others' reminder, it would be difficult for Dehari to realize this problem.

This shows how powerful this loyalty feature is.

Fortunately, the allegiance trait is as controllable as teleportation.

Ron said to Dehari: "Just tell the superiors that you have caught me and ask to meet."

Dehari nodded quickly and said, "Yes, Master!"

Late at night, a black Lincoln SUV drove out of Los Angeles.

After praising De Harry, Gilbert looked at Ron who was angry and shocked with a smile.

Ron looked at Gilbert in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Ron glared at Dehari bitterly, "You... dare to arrest me. Do you know who I am? I am a senior investigator of the Bureau of Investigation. If you know the truth, I advise you to let me go now!"

The iron gate of the manor was opened, and the gate, walls and inside were filled with flashing cameras.

When walking, he made a "squeaking" sound, just like a prisoner being escorted to the execution ground.

He held a jet-black Persian cat in his arms, gently stroking the long cat hair with his fingers.

Gilbert smiled proudly and said, "Haha, they are just lame failures and we don't pay much attention to them. If you go and investigate, you can get rid of this burden."

The car passed through the garden, bypassed the huge fountain, and stopped outside the three-story Gothic-style ancient building.

Gilbert's praise made Dehari feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back, and a lump in his throat.

It has to be said that Ron usually pays attention to concealing his strength, but it really works at critical moments.

The information that Dehari was talking about was bullshit, and the information provided by Gilbert was basically useless.

As he said this, Dehari gave Ron a hard push on the back.

Ron's body stumbled forward.

"get off!"

At first, after catching Howard, Howard said that a mysterious person gave him information about himself.

Ron curled his lips secretly, he didn't want to be the hope of a werewolf!

Ron had long known that Gilbert was the mastermind behind the scenes, but his eyes still widened, as if he had just learned this shocking news.

Ron stepped on the thick plush carpet.

Gilbert is dressed casually. He is wearing white pajamas. He has a bald head, a round face, amber eyes, a short beard under his chin, and a few white whiskers in the short beard. He smiles very kindly and has a strong affinity.

When he stopped, he realized that there were two white men in black suits standing in front of him.

Ron saw the man.

Then Gilbert looked at Ron intently, with undisguised greed in his eyes.

Even though I expected it, I was still shocked.

De Harry certainly couldn't say that, because Ron's order was to cooperate with him.

"So, the vampire in the bar in Mexico is also your masterpiece?"

Each of them bet on Ron with one hand, and then the thin man among them said to Dehari: "The director has been waiting for you for a long time, come in with me."

"Yes, we are behind him, but he is just a dispensable pawn. Facts have proved that even if he gets our help, he is destined to be a loser!"

Having said this, Gilbert stretched out his palm and squeezed it tightly, as if he wanted to hold Ron in his hand, and his face was filled with an abnormal blush.

The two strong white men who were escorting Ron stood behind Ron, and Dehari stood not far away from them.

He looks as embarrassed as he looks.

He also made a lot of money, enough to hire a mutual aid association.

At the same time, Ron was wearing thumb-thick handcuffs and shackles on his wrists and ankles.

Gilbert smiled proudly, "Haha, there is no secret that can be kept secret forever. I have to say that you know how to hide yourself. Did you get your vampire blood while investigating the disappearance of the truck driver? Fortunately, we didn't kill you back then!"

"It's very simple. The bloodline in your body has the advantages of both werewolves and vampires, and is even more powerful. Not only that, it does not have the disadvantages of the two bloodlines. This is the bloodline that we dream of, and it is what we werewolves and vampires dream of. You also

Don’t you understand? You...werewolf and vampire are bound to win!"

Ron's hair was messy, there was a large amount of black and blue on his face, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Ron thought of Howard.

Seeing that De Harry was not taking credit, Gilbert smiled and said: "Yes, yes, although my information is very important, I may not have expected it to go so smoothly."

There was a cup of coffee with slight steam rising in front of his desk.

"Haha, you still want to scare me when things happen? Others are afraid of your investigation bureau, but I'm not afraid. Let's go quickly!"

Gilbert stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Please sit down, my guest!"

Even the clothes were torn, and the three white buttons of the white shirt inside collapsed, exposing her white chest.

The Persian cat's eyes narrowed slightly, showing an expression of enjoyment.

Enter a luxurious manor.

De Harry grinned when he heard Ron's stern words. He didn't expect that Ron was actually adding drama to him.

"How do you know I have this kind of bloodline?"

When the man heard the noise, he turned to look at Ron, and then a faint smile appeared.

"yes!"

Dehari complimented: "Thanks to the information you gave me!"

"Well done, Dehari. This is the strongest newcomer in our investigation bureau. I didn't expect you to be so capable and actually caught him. Not bad, very good!"

"Unlike you, you are the most precious gift to us werewolves over the years, the gift God gave us as a werewolf clan! Your appearance gives us hope to get rid of the blood curse, you know? You are hope!"

Gilbert was extremely satisfied to see Ron in person.

Can he say that he is cooperating with the performance?

I didn't catch Ron at all, but sold you guys.

"Are you supporting Howard behind his back?"

At the same time, he smelled the faint aroma of coffee and the smell of burning wood.

Adding drama to this situation is enough.

Dehari got down from the cab, walked around the front of the car, opened the passenger door, and pulled Ron out of the passenger seat.

Yes, all of this was Ron's arrangement, including putting on a show for the owner of the manor.

Gilbert did not answer Ron's question, but nodded to Dehari.

"You...why are you doing this?!"

I saw a man's legs folded together.

But he suppressed his excitement and said calmly: "You ask me why I want to arrest you? Because I am also a werewolf. For centuries, we werewolves have been working hard to improve the curse in our blood, but the results have been very little. Your appearance has brought us

Got hope."

The man was none other than Gilbert Armstrong, another deputy director of the Los Angeles Bureau of Investigation.

On the other side of him was a burning fireplace. The red flame illuminated the man's face and warmed the entire room.

Afterwards, a group of three people entered a luxuriously decorated hall.

"You haven't told me yet, how do you know I have werewolf blood in my body?"

Gilbert knew that it was normal for him to have vampire blood in his body, but he had never exposed his werewolf blood.

Gilbert smiled mysteriously, "Guess!"

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