Beauty Spreads All over the World

Bonnet repeated a line from William Blake's poem "Tiger", and then looked at Mick with a smile on his lips!

"Hehe..." Mick shook the wine glass in his hand and said lightly: "A monk once said this, don't wait until it rains to find an umbrella, the wise man's choice is to plan ahead."

The bare-headed Bonnet suddenly fell silent.

Nor did it bother to ask Mick why he knew about the conversation cuts they organized.That's pointless!

after all!

The intelligence system of the Investigation Bureau is famous all over the world for stepping on countless corpses.

Bloody John!

A serial killer active in the California area, his favorite thing to do is to draw a smiling face after killing.

And Patrick Jane, the consultant of the California Bureau of Investigation, entered the California Bureau of Investigation because Bloody John killed his wife and children.

The reason is that one day he will avenge his wife and daughter with his own hands!

As for this Bloody John's organization, it has already infiltrated various law enforcement agencies in California!

Even Bonnet, the director of the investigation bureau in front of Mick, is a member of this organization!

quite a while!

Mick looked at Bonnet who fell silent, and didn't say anything. He just drank the bourbon in the glass and put it on the table, and finally said: "I'll take her out of the prison tomorrow. As for other things, I leave it to you."

Bonat didn't speak, but nodded expressionlessly, as if weighing the pros and cons.

……

After walking out of the director's office, Mick glanced at the Lisbon team in the hall downstairs.

and also!

The man lying on that old and dilapidated sofa!

Perpetually rumpled suits, tousled blond hair, scruffy faces.

It is Patrick Jane, a consultant of the California Bureau of Investigation, a fake psychic who is gifted and can deeply feel people's hearts!

Behind the face that always wears a smile, there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred!

"Mr Edinson!"

Lisbon, who had just walked into the office area and held a mug in his hand, was a little surprised, but he still extended his right hand towards Mick!

After shaking hands, Mick looked at Patrick Jane who was lying on the sofa and smiled slightly!

Seeing this, Lisbon next to him hurriedly asked, "Mr. Edinson, what can I do for you?"

Lisbon has no reason not to be nervous, when the legend of Mick poaching from various law enforcement agencies is still circulating.

Mick smiled slightly at Lisbon and said, "Guess."

Lisbon smiled on his face, MMP in his heart!

Before Lisbon could speak, Patrick Jane, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly said, "Obviously, you're not here to poach corners."

"Really?" Mick still smiled!

Patrick sat up from the sofa, stared at Mick a few times, and then said, "You're here for that young widow...Let me guess...you want to let her out."

"What?" Teresa Lisbon glanced at Mick next to her in surprise!

Mick said with the same expression just now: "The reason!"

There was a slight smile on the corner of Patrick's mouth, and he speculated: "Obviously, the addressee of the letter I received from the widow's house before is you...Although we haven't seen what's in it,...it's the same as that The rich man Brau Allen, who has been dead for several years, is related to...you owe him a favor?"

Mick smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "You can't imagine the favor you owe."

"You can't do this!" Patrick said still smiling: "Christie can pass the sentence, you can't just let her out of the prison in a straightforward way...so you are here."

Mick didn't speak, and after glancing at Patrick, he said, "Goodbye, Jane!"

After finishing speaking, he shook hands with Lisbon, who was a little shocked next to him, and said, "Captain Lisbon, I still hope that you can lead the team into the investigation."

After finishing speaking, turn around and leave!

The faces of everyone in the Lisbon team were left behind.

After sitting on Cavaliers XII, Mick said fiercely, "Have the Nether Squad arrived here yet?"

"It's here!" Meng Yi said!

Mick nodded thoughtfully!

……

As night fell, Zach, the president of Allen International Trade Group, drove a supercar back to the manor he just bought a few years ago after a hard day's work!

"Ding ding—" closing the door, the silver-white supercar made two clear beeps and locked it automatically.

Zach, who was nearly forty, smiled slightly, and walked towards the door in a very happy mood!

At the same time flipping through a tempting website on the phone screen.

Like ordering fast food to pick out the blonde who will spend the night with him tonight!

Allen International Trade Group specializes in the trade line between the United States and the East.

It started sailing in the [-]s. At the beginning, it could only be regarded as smuggling, but as the relationship between Dongguk and the United States broke the ice, the turnover also began to increase steadily.

For this reason, Brau Allen won the title of a good friend of Dongguo!

Up to now, it has already become the No. [-] trading group in the East China. With the name of a good friend in the East China, it has almost monopolized [-]% of the market for trade with the East.

Pushing open the door, Zac frowned, looking at the dark home, when he was about to activate the backup power!

I just felt a sore itching in my neck!

I couldn't help touching it with my hand!

next second.

Rolling his eyes, the mobile phone in his hand also fell towards the ground, and his body fell to the ground limply!

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Hot Spring Valley Ellen Villa!

Open the curtains, and there is a beautiful painting hanging on the whole floor-to-ceiling windows - the name is Nature.

Jump into the oval swimming pool in front of the door!

Mick withdrew his gaze and sat quietly in the spacious hall of the villa, waiting patiently for the arrival of the guests!

Soon.

A truck without a license plate slowly stopped at the gate of the villa, and Meng San and Meng Si walked in steadily with a guest in their hands!

Zac Elon!

Dean York!

"Plop—" Mengsan and Mengsi casually threw the two who were still asleep in their hands directly at Mick's feet.

Then stand aside!

Taking a deep breath on the cigarette in his mouth, he let the nicotine move in his body!

The fingers of his left hand tapped on the armrest unhurriedly, and the sound echoed in this somewhat empty villa!

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Jesse Ellen, who was sleeping in the room on the second floor of the manor, heard the rhythmic and deeply rooted percussion music, and opened his eyes involuntarily from his deep sleep!

He blinked his eyes in confusion, then his expression changed, and he took out an RP9 women's defense pistol produced by Remington Arms Company directly from under the pillow!

"click"

After opening the insurance, Jesse Ellen glanced at his niece Amy who was sleeping next to him.

Then she got out of bed softly, opened the door, and walked outside slowly!

"Meng Yi!" After hearing the movement, Mick showed a slight smile, and then nodded towards Meng Yi who was standing not far away!

next second!

"Ah..." Jesse Ellen only felt a gust of wind coming, and after exclaiming.

After she came back to her senses, she was brought directly in front of Mick by Meng Yi!

Jesse Allen, who was wearing pajamas, subconsciously pointed the pistol at Mick.

But then, looking at the seriously twisted pistol, Jesse Allen was taken aback again!

Mick smiled lightly, pointed to the seat on his right and said, "Sit!"

"……Who are you?"

With a light wave of his right hand, Mick sent Jesse Ellen to his seat, and said lightly, "Mick Edinson!"

"... Edinson?"

In the dim hall, Mick's slender figure was hidden in the darkness, only a soft moonlight shone on his face through the large floor-to-ceiling windows!

The azure blue eyes are like the deep sea, like shining gems in the dark.

After introducing himself, Mick nodded towards Meng San and Meng Si!

next second!

The fierce three fierce four figures flickered in place for an instant, and then appeared in place again!

"what--"

"Damn-"

Zac Elon and Dean York, who had fainted on the ground, opened their eyes suddenly, clutching their cracked right leg, and let out a mournful wail!

Jesse Allen, who was sitting in the seat, narrowed his eyes and trembled all over.