Wine and Gun

Annie realized that the Ms. Molozer ignored the busy medical staff beside her and looked at her intently.

In this situation, what was this lady thinking? I just woke up and found that I lost a leg, and there was no familiar figure beside me. I must be very confused, right? Annie opened her mouth, intending to say something to comfort the other party. Of course, she should start by introducing herself.

So she began, "Ms. Molozer, I—"

"...Miss Brooke." Olga Molozze interrupted completely beyond her expectations, her eyes sharply skipping over the nameplate on Annie's chest, apparently seeing his name clearly.

This was the first time Anne had heard Olga Molose's voice. The lady's voice was low, soft and hoarse, and she obviously needed a little water to moisten her throat.

Due to her professional habit, Annie almost wanted to go for the glass and straw, but Olga coughed lowly, cleared her throat, and the next sentence she said made her completely forget her next sentence. What to gān.

Olga said lightly and slowly, "Did you know that your boyfriend is a scammer?"

Chapter 95 Lotus Eater 06

"...the most shocking and unexpected unexpected situation since the case was opened, on the afternoon of May 5, the day after the hearing, defense attorney Hestal Amaret took the Entered the hotel where Stryder lived with a pistol, shot Stryder three times, and now..."

Change the station.

“… Shocking. Within two hours of the murder, the WLPD and federal detectives involved in the case held a joint press conference. During the press conference, Westland Police Chief Benjamin E. Forton said..."

Change the station.

“…There is a lot of blood and fights in the room, and DNA testing by the forensic laboratory shows that they belong to Albarino Bacchus, the chief medical examiner of the Westland Forensic Bureau, who was missing before and after Armalet’s arrest, because he was in Sri Lanka. Suspended for false testimony during the Tlade trial. Dr. Bucks was last seen at…”

Change the station.

"...Mr Holmes, the principal partner of A\u0026H law firm, declined to comment on the matter, and the prosecution has not yet..."

Change the station.

"…Still in intensive care and allegedly not out of danger. Experts say whether Slade survives will be the key to the case, and if Slade tragically dies, the prosecutor's office may Murder charges..."

The shutdown button was pressed, and the screen, covered with dusty dust, went black with a snap.

Albarino Bacchus was lying on an old and faded bean sofa, with his feet sprawled on a table in front of him, which was piled with empty pizza boxes. The house he now lives in is poorly lit, dark and narrow, with a layer of dust on the floor and table tops; shabby furniture and peeling wallpaper, the most common interiors of buildings in Westland's slums The decoration is also one of the safety nets that Albarino has prepared for himself.

Although many people think that the Sunday gardener is reckless, but Albarino did reserve himself the cash that is difficult to trace, the house and car that will not let the police investigate his head, and the full set of procedures for leaving the country under a false identity. While Herstal has chosen a path for him that he hadn't foreseen before, he's not caught off guard now.

But now he has no intention of absconding abroad according to Herstal's expectations. Albarino turned off the TV, sighed lightly, and stretched out his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose - the joint of his thumb had changed. It turned into a rotten purple color, but he judged from the pain that it was not like the bone was broken due to the wrong angle when the dislocation was dislocated, so he just ignored him.

Now the point is, Herstal.

Although Albarino didn't want to admit it, Herstal did push himself into an embarrassing situation. He really can't appear in front of people now, otherwise he can't explain the whole thing: why did Herstal fake his death before going to kill? What's the point of doing this?

Now is not the time to bring the Sunday gardener to the fore, so he has to remain hidden.

Albarino still wanted to sigh, but he didn't do it in the end. He dragged the sketchbook from the table in front of the bean sofa—the one that was turned over and had dried blood on the edges of the footers, one of the few things that moved with him— Turning to a blank page, he slowly supported his chin with his hand.

He believed Herstal had plans of his own.

And he needs a plan.

Anne Brook sat across from Ms. Olga Molozze's sick bed with her crying red eyes, rather like a goldfish with swollen eyes. And Olga was probably watching TV, and "maybe" means she turned the TV on to the news channel, then muted her voice, and now she can only see the serious-looking reporter Zhang He's lips and the screen. That line of subtitles below, so who knows if she's actually watching TV.

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