American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"That's Henry Hearst, the senior partner of the law firm and a well-known tax attorney in Orange County. The one next to him is his wife Chandel Hearst."

Seeing that Haili had been watching this old couple, Shama immediately gossiped: "They are more than 30 years apart in age. I heard that his wife has known him since she was 11 years old. He is a good friend of her father. Wow, that's true." A pervert~"

After speaking, she had a complicated expression and a strange tone of voice, as if she was talking about an old man who was perverted, or a young wife who was a pervert who could be called a woman among women.

After all, the young wife's feminine charm exudes, even she, a beautiful girl who considers herself to be infinitely charming, is attracted by it.

And she is famous for hooking up with rich old men.

She has no respect for industry seniors like Chandel, but only envy and jealousy.

"That's it."

When Haili heard her introduction, her expression was even weirder than hers.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think of many people in her mind.

Peggy, Layla, Missy, Bernadette...

Tsk tsk!

Well said Shama.

What a pervert!

"Some people say that Chandel is the most beautiful woman in Orange County. Hailey, what do you think?"

Shama had been paying attention to Hailey's expression and thought that Haili agreed with her very much, so she continued to gossip excitedly.

"You should be the one to say this."

Hailey looked at Chandel Hearst who was chatting with the Cohens not far away with a smile, but did not answer: "After all, I have only been in Orange County for a few days, and I haven't met everyone yet."

"I think it's too exaggerated."

Shama was unconvinced and said: "Marissa's mother is no worse than Chandel, okay? Chandel just caught her father's rich friend, but Marissa's mother married Marissa's father, and Marissa's father But she and Mrs. Christine Cohen, the most noble lady in Orange County, were childhood sweethearts.

I heard that Christine’s father, the real estate tycoon, admired Marissa’s father very much and took the initiative to ask him to marry his daughter. However, in the end, it was too late. You can imagine the charm of Marissa’s mother..."

"Shama!"

Marissa had been listening quietly beside her. After hearing this, she couldn't listen anymore and quickly interrupted with some embarrassment.

It was okay for her to talk about the gossip about her parents in the past with her best friends in private. After all, they could talk about anything, but now it felt bad to talk about it in public with Hailey, who had only a very shallow relationship with her.

"Hailey, your sports car is so cool. Do you want to go racing?"

After Marissa stopped her best friend from continuing to reveal the news, she began to change the topic and looked at Hailey's latest Porsche 911 sports car with envy.

“Where are the racing cars?”

Hailey was immediately interested.

"There are people in Los Angeles who organize this kind of racing. Late at night, under the organization of the organizer, countless car enthusiasts block the roads and clear the field, allowing the racers to have a car race on their own terms. This is comparable to a regular racing competition. It’s much more fun, and if your level is high enough, you can win a lot of money.”

When Shama heard this topic, she put all the previous gossip behind her and introduced it with excitement.

"Usually four cars race together, each is worth $2,000, and the winner takes all."

Marissa added: "Of course, if you want to raise your bet, you can also discuss it with each other. There are many people playing there who are just like you and are not short of money."

For high school students like them, 2,000 US dollars is not a small sum of money, even if they are born into a wealthy middle-class family.

But they know that Haili is definitely not short of money, and they are worried that the competition fee of 2,000 US dollars will not be noticed by Haili if they win a competition with a total of 6,000 US dollars.

"money is not a problem."

Hailey smiled and said: "It's just this kind of racing, are there any experts?"

"Of course."

Shama smiled and said: "There is a racing driver named Boss Tang who is very good and has never lost. If you can beat him, Hailey, you will bring glory to us women."

“L.A.’s night games are just the beginning.”

A sturdy young man came over, hugged Marissa's slim waist, and gave her an American boyfriend-girlfriend greeting ceremony. Then he looked at Hailey pretending to be cool: "Desert racing next month." It’s the real racing field. At that time, you can race however you want, race with whomever you want, there are no restrictions, it all depends on your driving skills!”

"Have you attended?"

Hailey had been hanging out with them for a few days and had long known that this young man was Marissa's boyfriend Luke, but her eyesight had already seen that there was something wrong with the couple's relationship.

The boyfriend is a typical American high school hotshot, naturally eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. Marissa Cooper, who is known as the most beautiful young generation in Orange County, also hooks up with many girls, and even When he saw her, he even discharged his electricity on Marissa more than once behind her back.

In the eyes of Haili, who is similar in age but has completely different vision, this is ordinary but confident.

As a girlfriend, Marissa, although she didn't make it so obvious, she was flirting with the handsome new guy from Kristen Cohen's house, and even if she wanted to refuse, she would welcome him.

It was only a matter of time before the two fell in love with each other.

"Of course I have!"

Luke smiled: "If you are interested, I will take you to the night race in Los Angeles tonight, and then help you make an appointment for the Desert Speed ​​Contest next month. How about that?"

"Marissa, are you going?"

Hailey did not answer immediately, but looked at Marissa and the others.

"Of course."

Compared to Marissa's lack of interest, Shama agreed immediately.

"Well, we'll go there after the charity show is over."

Hailey smiled and said: "The West Coast is indeed much more lively than the East Coast. I'm really looking forward to it."

"right!"

Shama was very happy: "You should have come to the West Coast to study long ago. This is a paradise for students!"

"I'm not interrupting your chat, are you?"

Just when everyone was talking about the excitement, the old couple talking over there came over. As the old man, the tax lawyer Henry Hurst greeted everyone with a smile, his eyes swept across everyone, and finally fell on Hailey.

"How is Mr. Ray McGough doing?"

"You know my dad?"

Although Hailey was asking a question, her expression was not surprised at all.

Her father was previously the director of the IRS branch in Texas, and was later promoted to the Washington headquarters. Although he is no longer a powerful prince, as the director of a key department in the capital headquarters, his actual influence is greater than before. , is no longer limited to Texas.

As a tax lawyer, Henry Hurst must deal with the IRS. If a senior partner of such a large law firm wants to be comfortable, he must have contact with the senior executives of his opponents who often deal with him. Otherwise, all cases will be complicated. Difficult to do.

"I have admired your name for a long time."

Henry Hester looked at the gossipy boys and girls, and his smile became brighter, but he did not directly reveal the identity of Hailey's father, he just smiled vaguely.

He is on the West Coast, thousands of kilometers away from Washington, so he has very little contact with the leaders of the IRS headquarters. He is more familiar with the leaders of the IRS California branch, but this does not prevent him from being familiar with the IRS headquarters in Washington. Those leaders have known each other for a long time.

So when he saw Hailey here, recognized and verified Hailey's identity from the Cohens, he couldn't help but come over and say hello.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Henry Hearst, and this is my wife Chandel..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chandel, who looked like a mature woman, looked at Hailey indifferently, then turned and left.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Hurst~"

Hailey talked to him with a smile, smiling secretly in her heart: "What a pervert! This is really interesting."

"Are you the only one coming from Washington?"

Tax lawyer Henry Hurst watched his wife leave. He glanced at Hailey apologetically. He was still unwilling to leave directly. Instead, he continued to try to talk to Hailey: "Where are Mr. and Mrs. McGough? It's not a good time to stay on the East Coast recently. .”

"They are in Texas now. They won't be here in a few days."

Hailey ignored the strange looks from the boys and girls and happily responded to his conversation.

Shama and Marisa looked on and winked.

Marissa quickly reminded her with a wink not to mess around.

Henry Hearst was no one in Orange County. No one wanted to be against him, even young people who were young and energetic and ignored him most of the time.

Especially Marissa.

Her father recently moved back home from the office and works from home. Law enforcement officers such as the police often come to the door, but her father does not come forward, so she lets her deal with them by pretending that he is not at home.

These signals gave her an ominous premonition. When she asked her father, her father always said that she didn't have to worry and everything was fine. When she asked her mother, her mother refused to answer the question and directly said that making money outside was the responsibility of her husband and father. , they don’t need to worry about that as wives and daughters.

Compared with her mother who was careless and didn't worry at all, even though she didn't want to think about it deeply, she always had this matter in her heart. Naturally, she cared more about not offending others than her best friends, especially the prominent figures in Orange County.

"Henry!"

Just when Hailey and Henry Hester were chatting happily, a middle-aged African-American man came over.

"Victor."

The conversation was interrupted, and Henry Hester's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he still endured it and said hello to the middle-aged African American.

"Talk alone?"

The middle-aged African-American man glanced at the group of boys and girls and motioned for Henry Hester to follow him to the side.

“What can’t wait until the charity catwalk is over?”

Tax lawyer Henry Hurst was really unhappy now, and his face darkened.

"Believe me."

Victor, a middle-aged African-American, looked directly into his eyes.

Tax lawyer Henry Hurst was moved. He immediately put away his displeasure. He said a few words to Hailey in a personable manner, and then walked aside with the middle-aged African-American man Victor.

"Holy shit!"

As soon as the two left, Shama couldn't help but gossip: "Hailey, do you know who that is?"

"A police detective."

Hailey said with a smile.

"how do you know?"

Shama was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "I almost forgot, your brother is the famous Detective Chuck, a senior advisor to many law enforcement agencies, and of course he knows the Orange County Police Chief Victor Benezet. "

Hailey was noncommittal and just asked with a smile: "Even if he is the police chief, he is not worthy of your excitement, right?"

"That's because you don't know the situation."

Shama quickly explained: "There have been two murders recently around Orange County. The victims were both girls under the age of 13. I heard they were killed one after another. The second one happened yesterday. I heard the reporter was Henry. Hester, I also heard..."

After saying this, Marissa covered her mouth.

"Sama, don't talk nonsense!"

Marissa quickly reminded: "This is not a joke."

"Originally it was just a joke, but now the police chief has come directly to collect the people, and they can't even wait for the charity show. This shows that our guess is not just a joke at all."

Shama opened her best friend's hand, spoke unconvinced, and then quickly explained to Hailey: "We heard that some people suspected that Henry Hurst, the reporter, was actually the serial perverted murderer of these two cases. Hailey, think about it, his experience with his wife shows that he is highly suspicious, his perverted hobbies, his wife's seemingly distant attitude towards him just now, and now the police chief comes to talk to him in person, isn't this obvious enough? ?”

After saying this, she looked at Hailey jokingly: "Hailey, fortunately you are already 16, otherwise you would be in danger just because of his enthusiasm for you."

"Yeah, you're so lucky."

Hailey's eyes flickered and she sighed meaningfully.

"It's hard to say. Although Hailey is 16 years old, she overall feels relatively young."

The sturdy Luke didn't understand the real meaning of Hailey's words. He looked at Hailey, smiled playfully, and deliberately threatened: "Maybe in the eyes of this perverted murderer, he will treat you as if you are under 13 years old..."

"Luke!"

Marissa patted her boyfriend dissatisfied.

"I was joking."

The muscular Luke laughed, and then looked at Hailey with a half-smile: "The charity catwalk is over tonight, are you still going to go racing late at night?"

"Go, why don't you go!"

Hailey was not affected, but her eyes kept focusing on Henry Hearst and Police Chief Victor in the distance, and she calmly touched the bracelet on her wrist.

People like Marissa were really just joking. They left after talking for a while, but they didn't know that Hailey's DNA had been moved.

there.

The African-American police chief Victor called the tax lawyer Henry Hester aside. Seeing that no one was around, Henry Hester once again said dissatisfied: "Victor, we have been friends for many years, what can I do?" Does it have to be like this?”

"I don't want to either."

The African-American police chief Victor looked at his old friend with a different kind of light in his eyes. Orange County is not big, or the upper class circle is not big.

As the police chief, of course he has a close relationship with these prestigious people in order to win their support, and he gives them dignity.

"But the CBI has officially accepted the case. As a reporter and witness, of course they want to see you."

"CBI?"

Henry Hester's face softened slightly, and he frowned and said, "Even if it's them, we can talk about it tomorrow."

"Detective Theresa Lisbon, who leads the team, has always been resolute and resolute, and the victim in the case is a girl, so you should understand that she doesn't want to wait for a moment."

The African-American police chief Victor said meaningfully: "If it weren't for the fact that we are old friends, I would have offered to come over and invite you back to the station for a brief chat. I'm afraid she would have come to see you in person now."

Henry Hearst: "..."