Sell Evil

Chapter XII Visiting the Police Station at Night

Late June 13th, Paris Police Station

The police station is like a convenience store, open 24/7

George and Dick drank a cup of espresso with a bad taste, still fighting on the job. They didn't have a separate office. The two of them seated two desks together in the corner of the office area, facing each other. Sit down and stay busy until 11.40pm. They finally sorted out the information in a detailed, well-organized way, just like a full-year adult magazine hidden in a cardboard box under the bed. You can pick and choose in two seconds. The issue I watched

Dick came back from the printer, holding a stack of documents in his arms, "Even if the paper material is finished, the order is sorted. I will do the rest of the index, and you go back."

George smoked a cigarette and tapped on the computer keyboard: "I did it too" He inserted a u-disk-sized police electronic key: "Be sure to make another copy"

Dick glanced at him: "You are really different from other young agents"

George stared at the computer screen and replied, "Oh? What's different?"

"Maybe it's none of my business, but ..." Dick hesitated. "Few detectives under thirty are as desperate as you work."

George tilted his neck and leaned his head out, "You mean to say that I don't have a life, right?"

Dick replied, "Forget it, I shouldn't talk about this."

"You're right." I didn't expect George to say immediately: "I just don't have a life. Apart from work, I have nothing to do except to take a bath and sleep when I return to the apartment. I was able to investigate serial homicides with the legendary Dick during a neighborhood dispute or directing traffic. "

"Oh ... it sounds like you're happy with these days" Dick laughed

"Do you mean the days when you have few friends and no women, meet your family only twice a year, and only deal with pictures of the deceased or murderers every day?" George took a breath: "It's not just satisfaction ... ... I love these days "

Dick put on a pair of reading glasses and started the paper information: "One day, believe me, there will be such a day, when you look back, you will regret it, then you will find that you have ... ... "

"Has become like you?" George answered.

Dick looked up at George: "Yes, become like me"

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Oh ... it's not wrong, it's terrible boy, if I can go back to your age, I will choose life"

George crushed the cigarette left in his hand and crushed it in the ashtray: "Can I understand it this way, your current feeling is that even if you sacrifice everything, being a good policeman for decades will not change the world. Innocent people will still die before their crimes will not stop. "

Dick did not answer this question, but asked instead: "Do you have any other views?"

"Do you believe in justice? Sir," George said solemnly.

"If I believe in justice, then everything we are doing is meaningless." Dick lowered his head and collated the data at hand: "That murderer represents justice, and he, or she, did a few things to kill the people. Isn't it? But why do we still arrest him? Because everyone has his own set of justice, only law can be relatively fair. "

The data copy was complete, and George lit a cigarette and pulled the key. "But I think, at least the justice in my heart, is worth the effort."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ..." Dick couldn't help laughing, "I look forward to twenty years from now, you can say the same thing as the other sitting across the table."

"Excuse me, are they Dick and Agent George?" A figure stood at the desk between the two at this moment.

George lifted his cigarette and looked up at him. It didn't matter. It seemed that he almost fell off the chair and took a sip of cigarettes: "Oh lean on"

The paper man happened to be "burning" the half of his face facing George. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, police officer."

It was almost midnight, and when he saw such a face suddenly appearing beside him, who could not panic, even Dick was startled, but he was just surprised, and he did not react so much: "I am Dick, Excuse me, you are ... "In fact, he has already guessed one or two from the other's uniform.

"My name is Elot Ness, and the European headquarters sent me to assist in the investigation, hello." The paper man shook hands with Dick and then politely extended his hand to George.

George's stiff hand reached out as if he had made contact with the aliens. It wasn't until the two held their hands that he frowned, and his eyes widened. "Sir, are you transforming people? Is this some kind of technology?" "

At this time, the other police officers in the police station, including those arrested in the prison, were watching here. There were a few drunks fighting and seeing this face, they were sobered and awoken.

Dick did not expect the other person to answer George's grotesque question, he said: "Sir, the director told us that you should join the investigation tomorrow ..."

Zhi Xia said: "I have settled in the hl branch here, UU reading www.uukanshu.com wanted to come to get the case information, and learn more about the situation before dawn." His eyes swept across the two faces, revealing A smile, but this smile is also very infiltrating: "I asked a police officer at the door and he said that you have not finished work. In this case, I invite two to have a drink. You can tell me the case by the way."

Ten minutes later, the three came to a wine outside a few streets, found an obscure dark corner and sat the paper man to take off his coat. After all, HL's uniform was a bit dazzling on this occasion.

Dick and George have a heart in mind. Judging from the fact that the Chief Ness has just set off his plane and settled his luggage, he rushed to the police station. This time, hl undoubtedly sent a **** role. This person It remains to be seen how capable they are, but this attitude is by no means the kind of perfunctory in a case

It took about twenty minutes for the two police officers to tell the paper man about the basic circumstances of the three cases, such as the time, place, deceased, and abnormalities on the body.

The three were already drinking a few glasses of wine at this time, and the conversation was open. The paper knights always had a good opinion of the bitter police. He thought about it and asked, "About this case, You have to change your mind. "He paused, looked at the expressions on the faces of the two, and then asked," Do you believe in the ability in this world? "