American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"Put down the baseball bat."

Chuck heard the footsteps and finally raised his head to remind Justine, who was standing numbly.

Don't rush to rescue her from the evil force organization, but she was killed by the police who arrived belatedly.

When Justine heard this, she threw down the baseball bat in her hand.

"Police! Don't move!"

As the roar rang out, a pair of police officers armed with guns appeared.

"Detective."

Chuck nodded to the leading detective.

"One of our own!"

The leading police detective looked at all the members of the gang who were tied there, breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand to signal his men not to point their guns at Chuck and Justine, walked up to Chuck and asked, "What's going on?"

Chuck handed the hooded punk girl's phone to the detective.

"Shit!"

The police detective took a look at it and immediately cursed a classic Chinese curse.

But a webpage opened on the mobile phone screen. The webpage also had broadcasts. It constantly promoted that hunting believers of God, such as Christy, is the hunting of God. Everyone was invited to do this, and then upload their own hunts. The concept is that the video is for everyone to watch, but when you open it, it is full of various real-life hunting videos.

As a local police detective, he immediately thought of the case where a party girl disappeared and a girl died tragically in the wild some time ago. After rummaging around, he found the relevant video.

It was this group of people who did it, and there is video to prove it!

The police detective sent someone to escort the group to the police station. The female police officer who followed looked at Chuck a little strangely, but it was Chuck's way of binding the group that was so professional and artistic that she couldn't help but think wrongly.

"Thanks."

When she came to the police station, Justine took a sip of a glass of water and then temporarily got rid of her fear and thanked Chuck.

Chuck nodded.

"Don't worry, we will take care of the rest. If you can escape from this group of people, you are indeed a top student at Princeton University."

The detective reassured.

Justine tried to smile in response, but it was too forced and she couldn't force out a smile at all.

"You don't believe us?"

The detective frowned.

"no."

Justine shook her head, and then suddenly asked: "What will happen to them?"

"Of course there will be a sentence."

The police detective explained: "They killed the doorman, security guard, and administrator this time on campus. Plus other cases, they will not pose any threat to you anymore."

"Who is that woman?"

Justine was not relieved at all, but asked: "Her accomplice is very confident. It seems that she has some great background. Will she also be sentenced and locked up?"

"No matter who does such a thing, he must bear the corresponding punishment."

The police detective said solemnly.

Justine was stunned.

"..."

The detective was speechless at Justine's expression.

This is not the reaction he wants!

"Let's investigate the case as soon as possible."

Chuck said aloud: "Let her worry and know how worried she should be."

The detective still wanted to speak, but when he met Chuck's eyes, he glanced at Justine who was silent and dead, shook his head and left.

Is this a top student from Princeton University?

Being so socially savvy at such a young age, ordinary people would at least feel at ease with his guarantee. However, this Justine always had a desperate expression of not believing them when faced with his repeated consolations, which made him Very uncomfortable.

I just let him say it, but it’s hard to say it.

Because in the eyes of real social people or smart people, his guarantee does not carry much weight. He may work hard in handling the case, but the subsequent prosecution, trial, or how many years of imprisonment are beyond his authority.

If that hooded punk girl had any background, the 'corresponding punishment' that fell on her head would be completely different from the corresponding punishment that ordinary people understand.

Chuck followed into the interrogation room and stood in front of the one-way glass outside the interrogation room, watching the interrogation inside.

Justine followed closely, looking at the hooded punk girl inside who was still arrogant despite the interrogation, and murmured: "My second sister is only 12 years old, and my little sister was just born."

"There is always a way out."

Chuck glanced sideways at her.

Justine was stunned for a moment. Listening to Chuck's calm voice throughout, her eyes became firm again: "Yes, there is no perfect way!"

There is something left unsaid later, that is, if innocence is going to ruin her path in life, then she will have to risk everything to break through the sky and find a new path.

This group of people were all young people. Faced with separate interrogations by police detectives, they quickly came up with some key information.

"Thank God!"

When Justine heard one of them reveal the true arrogance of the hooded punk girl, she slightly raised her head to look at the sky and prayed silently.

It's not the children of billionaires, aristocratic families, military and political leaders, etc. who are messing around outside, but the hooded punk girl has a biological father who is not sure whether it is true or false.

According to the description of the hooded punk girl's accomplices, the hooded punk girl's biological father is very powerful and terrifying, far more powerful than any big shot, and is simply Satan Bendan.

Once he learns that it was Justine and Chuck who put his daughter in jail, what awaits Justine and Chuck will be the most terrifying, cruel and desperate revenge.

By comparison, their hunt is just mercy game.

For Justine, as long as she is not a big shot who relies on connections and power, even if the unfounded Satan Bendan really appears, it will not be so despairing.

She has the shielding lord Faraday to protect her body, a pillar to support Archimedes to counterattack, and she can also summon the Tathagata god Fourier. If that doesn't work, she can use the nuclear bomb god Oppenheimer. She has everything like this scientific god, so she is not afraid of Satan. Bundan.

Chuck pushed the door directly into the interrogation room and asked the hooded punk woman: "Who is your father?"

"Scared?"

The hooded punk woman sneered.

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's that you are afraid."

Chuck looked at her face and said calmly: "You said you have such a father, but you dare not mention his name at all, or even make any hints. Either you are imagining it, or you are afraid. , which one do you belong to?"

"I have no illusions! Nor am I afraid of my own father!"

The hooded punk girl shouted: "He is both my father and my idol. I would be happy to lay down my life for him!"

"So you teamed up with this group of people to engage in this hunting game to imitate your father and please your father?"

Chuck casually made insinuations: "If yes, it only means that your vision is too low. Your father is not as powerful as you say. Being hunted by Christie is the spirit of Ah Q that hunts God." The only people attracted by ideas are ignorant fools like you and your companions.”

"I'm not stupid!"

The hooded punk girl said angrily: "I participate in this kind of game just to play when I am bored. In the future, I will become a wise saint like my father, bringing death and rebirth to the world!"