North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 281

   "She fell asleep."

   On the large balcony of the hotel, Ruos sat down with a relaxed face.

  The rescue of his fiancée made him breathe a sigh of relief.

  But the combination of the sequelae of anesthesia, fright, and other factors made Gaia's state not very good.

  The doctor's suggestion is to retreat.

  So for the next period of time, Ruos and his fiancée will temporarily settle in Las Vegas for a period of time.

  Dean pushed the wine glass on the table over: "You have been tense these days, do you want me to take you to relax?"

   Speak up.

  Nile's mother gave herself a business card to relax, but she never used it once, which is a pity.

"Relax?"

  Rose took a sip of his drink, smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, I prefer the fusion of soul and body, rather than pure piling, which will make me feel that love is blasphemed."

  Dean curled his lips, took out the business card that Neil's mother gave him from his arms, and threw it over: "Then call me a few, in your name!"

  Joss picked up the business card suspiciously.

   This is a very concise business card, with only a name and a string of phone numbers on it.

"Paradise Island?"

  Rose knocked on the table, a little uncertain: "I seem to have heard this name before, let me think about it"

  crack~

Sudden.

  His hand holding the business card shook, and he looked at Dean in surprise: "I remembered, this is a hidden industry of my family, Dean, why do you have the business card of Paradise Island?"

   When talking about the industry, Ruo Si's complexion became obviously darker.

  Under the light, there is bound to be darkness.

  Paradise Island is such a place.

  There is a sea island that does not exist on the map. It houses boys and girls brought back from all over the world through various channels. After tedious 'cultivation', it finally forms a fallen Eden.

  The 'angels' there will meet any needs of the people on the island!

   "Your family business?"

  Dean was also slightly surprised: "Does your family still make this kind of money?"

  Jose shook his head:

   "It seems that you still don't know the weight of this business card!

   This is actually a quota.

   Paradise Island only accepts three kinds of people.

   One is the person who has made great contributions to my family.

   One is the direct members of the ancient noble families of the Commonwealth.

  The last one is our family partner.

Dean, the business card in your hand is the third type. The phone number on it, 365 days a year, 24 hours a day, only serves the owner of this business card, and can provide global delivery according to demand. Delivery. "

   Finished speaking.

  Rose looked at Dean in amazement: "Dean, I admit that you are very good, but I really can't imagine that you can take out the business card of Paradise Island. This may not be a good thing!"

   The forces that can cooperate with his family have assets of more than one billion at the last time.

  Rose suspected that Dean got this business card by accident from nowhere.

  Dean was also speechless after hearing Ruosi's popularization.

   Good guy.

   The contact information above is actually a one-to-one service.

  He rolled his eyes and said to Ruo Si: "You mean, even if you call the number on the business card in your name, they will know who actually used the service?"

  Rose nodded as a matter of course: "Of course, unless the owner of the business card authorizes you to use it in advance, if an outsider gets this business card, just dial and most likely disappear from this world."

   Dean: "."

  Nile's mother, don't you want to cheat yourself!

  Joss came over: "Dean, how did you get this business card?"

  Dean looked at the colorful lights in the distance, lit a cigarette with some melancholy, and said lightly: "My girlfriend's mother gave it to me. She doesn't want me to mess around outside."

  Josse wants to say something else.

  But when he caught a glimpse of Dean's tough face that looked like a knife and axe, and the strong water chestnuts revealed in the gap of the pajamas, he silently retracted the words that came to his mouth.

  With this condition

  Eating a soft meal is also very reasonable.

   is the mother of Dean's girlfriend, too generous.

  Rose flipped through the business card a little listlessly, and said casually, "What's your girlfriend's name? Maybe I still know her. I can help you refer."

  Hearing this, Dean turned his gaze to Ruos, and an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

  He straightened up, shook the cigarette ash, and said seriously, "Neil, Neil Lucchese."

"What?"

  Jose thought he heard it wrong: "You mean, Neil? Is her mother an Italian?"

   Sure enough, I know it!

  Dean raised the corner of his mouth and nodded: "Yes, Mother Neil, there is a women's luxury goods group in the Commonwealth, and she gave me the business card."

   "It's actually her."

The corners of Ruos's mouth twitched twice, and he looked at Dean with some pity: "Well, emm, in my impression, Neil is a very gentle girl with a pure personality, and she doesn't have many bad habits of rich people, but she mother of

   Speaking of which.

  Rose closed his mouth with some scruples.

  Dean was terrified by his pitying eyes.

  He threw away the cigarette butt, and pulled up Rose's collar: "What happened to Neil's mother?"

  Jose raised his hand in surrender:

   "Dean, I don't know much, I just heard that her mother was able to start from scratch despite the fierce competition because of the big boss in the "Smith Detective Agency".

  I don't get involved in many things in the family, but the 'Smith Detective Agency' is a force that I can't take the initiative to provoke in the education I received since I was a child. "

"That's it?"

  Dean let go of Rose's collar.

   This is a good thing!

   Isn't the network of my girlfriend's mother the same as my own?

  Seeing that he didn't care, Ruos curled his lips: "Dean, Neil's mother has a bad temper. I suspect that she gave you a business card just to test your dishonesty."

cut!

  Dean returns the middle finger.

  Green-headed Waruosi, you should worry more about yourself.

   Having said that.

  Thinking of the scene when he saw Neil's mother last time, Dean still very sincerely did not ask Ross to get back the business card of Paradise Island.

  Rose originally wanted to tell Dean about his chance encounter with Neil in Los Angeles.

   Seeing Dean being so dragged, he drank a little wine angrily.

  He was looking forward to seeing the scene of Dean Shura field.

   Thinking and thinking.

   Ruo Si is so stupid, he giggled to himself.

  The stupid son of the landlord's family is probably the guy described as Ruos.

  Seeing Ruos's stupidity, Dean strengthened his thoughts just now.

  So, after a few drinks.

  Dean put his arms around Rose's shoulders: "Man, to be honest, I never thought you would be ready to get married so early."

  Rose, who was originally silly and happy, lost all energy immediately when he heard this.

  He shrugged and said: "I don't want to, but I don't have my own business, and I can't give back to the family. The greatest value is to multiply the blood for the family. I have no choice."

   Just finished speaking.

  Rose seemed to feel that it was a bit embarrassing in front of his buddies, so he said bluntly: "But Gaia is very good, and this is a lucky thing."

   "Then you want to keep doing this?"

  Dean let go of Ross's arm in disappointment, got up and leaned on the edge of the balcony, and looked down at the drunken Ross:

   "Think about it, buddy, when your kid grows up and asks you:

   Oh, Dad, why do we always sit at the back of every family gathering, and those cousins ​​still look down on me?

   Tsk, think about it, Joss, my good brother, how do you answer your child! "

  Jose was silent.

  He picked up the wine glass, wiped his mouth after tons of tons, and said a little confused: "Dean, to be honest, I thought about this before, but what can I do?"

  For ordinary families, it is face for their children to go to prestigious universities.

  For middle-class families, children have a commendable career, which is face.

  For rich families, it is face for children to be able to live alone.

   For his family

  Honestly.

  Rose feels that he can not be bullied outside, can go back to the house when it rains, and can eat when the time comes, which will make his father happy. As for the face

  He has been a son for decades.

   Can you still not know your own virtue?

  Dean saw the smell of salted fish emanating from Rose.

He sat back next to Ruos again and knocked on the table: "Now I have a business plan with an annual income of tens of billions of dollars, and I lack trustworthy and well-connected partners. Until I meet you, do you want to join? ?”

  Jose: "Huh?"

  He picked up the bottle and glanced at the reading on it: "Dean, you never said that your drinking capacity is so bad."

  Dean rolled his eyes: "Since you don't believe it, forget it, anyway, it's the same for me to ask Neil for help."

   Seeing him doesn't look like a joke.

  Rose put down the wine glass, rubbed his hot and flushed cheeks: "Well, if you are serious, then I will join!"

   "Don't listen to the plan?"

  Jose shook his head: "I trust my friend, but I'm a little transparent in the family, I'm afraid I can only provide financial support."

  Dean heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he should come down.

  The plan he mentioned is actually the 'Brother Wei' he got from Xia Mike.

  Over there in Los Angeles.

  Being innocently contested, Dean realized that he wanted to overtake on a curve, so he no longer felt discouraged, so he could only find a way to increase his strength from other than the official track.

  Capital itself is a manifestation of strength.

  The recipe for 'Brother Wei' that Mike got from Little Mike was a piece of King Fried in Dean's hand.

   This thing, in the dungeon world, Dean has seen its practicality and attractiveness.

  He has money, a formula, and the talent of Little Mike. Nell can help manage it. Ruos's surname can provide a deterrent to tigers and wolves that may appear in the early stage.

  The cooperation of three people may not necessarily fail to become a member of the capital.

  Of course, any kind of drug, from production to sale, is not that simple.

  Dean is just making a preparation in advance for a few years later.

  All of this has to wait for Neil to finish her work before starting to operate.

   At this time, Dean didn't know that Neil, who was eager to see her husband, had quietly gone to Los Angeles to find him.

   Send Jos away.

  Dean took a cold shower, called Chesston, and asked him about the Las Vegas police's search and excavation of the serial murderer's home and detention underground space.

  This case involves a certain plan of the Lucifer Game Organization.

   Dean needs to know what's next.

Cheston's face was not very good-looking: "Agent Dean, the Las Vegas police did not find anything special, but when I reported the case information to the FBI system, the case was sealed !"

   "The case is sealed?" Dean was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

  He has handed over the aftermath of the case to Cheston, so he really doesn't know what went wrong.

Cheston shook his head: "Sorry, this is the first time I have encountered this kind of thing. Generally, the personnel responsible for this kind of review and approval cases are all exclusive departments within the FBI, and our field offices have no access to personnel from these departments. .”

   "Then why didn't you tell me the first time?"

  Dean looked at Chessingen with scrutiny.

  Cheston lowered his head: "Agent Dean, I sent a follow-up email. I originally planned to wait for a reply from the headquarters before reporting this matter."

  Dean looked at Cheston for a few seconds, and his serious face turned into a smile again: "Okay, I'm just asking casually, you've been exhausted these two days, go back and have a good rest."

   "Then our next arrangement?"

   Only then did Cheston dare to raise his head and look at Dean.

  Dean waved his hand: "Let's rest for a few days, and then consider the next investigation case."

   "Okay, Agent Dean."

   Cheston strode out of the room.

  Looking at the re-closed door, Dean's eyes were deep, and he silently lit a cigarette.

  He sensed Cheston, and something was wrong.

  But the FBI headquarters should have nothing to do with Cheston's feedback on the case's sealed case.

  Cheston just followed his instructions and uploaded all the processes, clues, photos, case statement reports, etc. found in this case.

   This guy can't affect the FBI headquarters.

In this case.

   Feedback from the headquarters is very interesting.

  The preservation of the case means that Dean and the others lost the right to follow up the excavation of this case, and the case was completely terminated.

   Surrounded by smoke, the corners of Dean's mouth turned up.

   Is it because Cheston exposed some information in the information uploaded to the headquarters?

If this is the case.

   Interesting, so interesting!

  Dean is not ready to confront the Lucifer Organization head-on.

  That being the case.

  This case is right here, let's come to an end for now.

  Outside the house.

   After Cheston left Dean's room, his straight back relaxed, and he quickly supported the wall next to him.

   Don't know why.

  Under Dean's gaze, he seemed to be stared at by a ferocious jaguar, and seemed to be locked by the eagle's eyes soaring above the nine heavens, piercing through everything hidden in his heart.

  There is a cold wind blowing in the corridor.

  Coldness surged into his body from behind.

  Cheston shivered, only to realize that his back was already wet with sweat.

  He exhaled a sigh of relief, rested for a while, and then returned to his room, sat down at the desk, and in the dark room, quickly typed on the keyboard, and re-read the pictures and reports he submitted.

   The mouse wheel turns.

  The computer page flipped, and finally stopped on a weird close-up of the iron door.

  Cheston fixed his eyes on this photo.

In the photo, densely packed, thumb-thick steel bars make up the main body of the iron door, and the ends of all the steel bars are buried near the door lock where the normal door is, forming a honeycomb nest, but no keyhole can be seen. 'door lock'.

   On the top of the honeycomb twisted revolving door lock, those converging steel bars form a special triangular eye symbol.

   "This symbol!"

   Cheston's eyes were bloodshot and his fists were clenched.

   After so many years.

  He finally saw this pattern again!

   Memories of unbearable childhood came to my mind.

   Until the stars are studded.

  Cheston's room was completely out of light.

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