I cut reality into a movie

Chapter 013 Which country are you planning to escape to?To Jerusalem, of course!

"When did I come out?"

Romon glanced at the dial of the mechanical watch on the inside of his wrist, and said, "It was about an hour ago, the prison I left."

As he said that, Romon stretched out his hands to Tifa, and said with a smile: "How about it, Officer Tifa, there is a brand new escaped prisoner in front of you now, do you want to arrest him?"

"Arrest you?"

Tifa shook her head, with a complicated smile on her face: "I am no longer qualified to arrest you, because I am now your accomplice!"

Tifa raised her head, letting the clear moonlight splash in her amber pupils, a layer of dreamy and hazy halo emerged.

"I killed Thompson, tonight."

Tifa said: "I didn't go through any legal and compliant legal procedures, just relying on my personal arbitrariness, I killed him with my own hands."

"So, from now on, you and I are complete accomplices."

After speaking, Tifa raised her right fist and pointed at Romon.

"It is definitely the honor of my life to be an accomplice with Officer Tifa."

Romon also raised his fist, and Tifa's right fist was tightly attached to everything.

"Officer Tifa, excuse me, I want to give the meeting gift I brought to Susan first."

"Gift?"

Under Tifa's puzzled eyes, Romon walked slowly to the No. 117 columbarium where Susan died. First, he slowly put the Bai Baihe in his hand on the ground, then straightened his clothes, put his hands together, and bowed. A salute.

After completing this set of routine sacrifices, Romon said softly:

"Miss Susan, I met MacDonald today. I know this name. You must not want to hear it, but I still want to help you get back what he stole from you."

"So, please allow me to disturb you for a moment, and return this thing that only belongs to you."

As Romon said, he took out two thin iron wires from his pocket, inserted them into the keyhole of No. 117 columbarium and fiddled for a while, then opened the not-so-strong columbarium.

Inside the grid was a plain long wooden box, which contained Susan's ashes. Romon whispered again, and placed the small wooden box containing Susan's kidney gently next to the large wooden box.

After finishing all this, he closed the iron door of the columbarium again, turned his face to look at Tifa and said, "Miss Susan can sleep peacefully now."

"Thank you, Romon, for everything you have done for Susan."

Seeing Romon return the kidney to Susan, Tifa didn't have to ask about MacDonald's fate. She took a deep breath and invited Romon: "I know a good place to drink, we want to go together ?"

"Extremely honored."

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The drinking sanctuary that Tifa said was a temporary stop on the Gulf Highway.

The docking area is close to the shoreline, with the surging waves of the Pacific Ocean just outside the railing.

Here, leaning against the railing, drinking a can of beer, blowing the sea breeze, listening to the sea waves, and accompanied by an excellent beauty, it is indeed quite pleasant.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Romon has looked at this three-dimensional Tifa so seriously.

In the reflection of the moonlight, her skin is as delicate as white porcelain, without the roughness of Caucasian skin at all, but her facial features are three-dimensional and deep, belonging to a person who only inherits the advantages of the race and completely avoids the disadvantages of the race The Chosen Daughter.

"Is there something stuck on my face? You keep staring at me like this?"

Being stared at by Romon so intently, even Tifa, the number one beauty in the police station who has been in the spotlight all year round, feels a little embarrassed at this moment.

"Sorry, I was fascinated by accident."

After recovering, Romon smiled apologetically, "Officer Tifa, I'm just glad I met you in San Francisco."

"Your beauty, your justice, your help to me, these are the most beautiful things I have ever encountered in my life, so beautiful that I want to believe that God is real."

It is emotion, but also thanks.

Romon knew very well that if he hadn't been so lucky to meet Tifa, hadn't Tifa told him about Susan's case, and hadn't Tifa appeared in his movie as a cameo heroine, then his "Prison Break" movie, Definitely will lose too much color.

He is sincerely grateful for Tifa's appearance, but there is no way to express this gratitude, and he can only express it in such a general way.

It's a pity that generalizations will cause misunderstandings most of the time.

Listening to Romon's confession, Tifa's first feeling was—she was confessed.

In the ambiguous late night, in the lonely bay, he was confessed by a handsome killer in a black suit who had just returned from revenge for the little girl.

This is definitely the confession scene that countless little girls dream of when they are young, and Tifa has also fantasized about it.

Only now, the fantasy became reality, and Tifa could feel her heart rate soaring.

She knew she was moved.

I know better that I should suppress this heartbeat.

As a girl who grew up in a conservative state in the south-central United States, Tifa has received traditional cowboy education since she was a child. She believes in justice, God, and family.

For justice, she can punish evil with her own hands.

She remained chaste and pure for God's sake.

For the sake of her family, she must find a stable man to marry.

Obviously, the word "Anwen" has nothing to do with Romon.

Tifa, calm down, take a deep breath, and then open your mouth to reject him, believe in yourself, you can do it.

In her heart, Tifa kept cheering herself up, and wanted to reject Romon, but she couldn't say it no matter what.

The bright red and moist lips kept opening and closing, and finally, after working hard for more than ten seconds, Tifa covered her face in annoyance:

ah! ! !Tifa!You stupid!idiot!Big big big stupid with no willpower at all!

The sagging feeling of the suit covering her shoulders interrupted Tifa's self-blame. She subconsciously pulled the skirt of the suit to wrap herself tighter, then raised her amber pupils that were faintly glistening, and looked at Luo in a daze. Mongolian.

"Officer Tifa, the sea breeze is getting stronger, why don't we go back to the car."

Misunderstood that Tifa was covering her head because of the headache caused by the strong sea breeze, so Romon suggested to go back to the car to keep warm.

It's just that after listening to this suggestion, Tifa misunderstood even more:

into the car?

He called me into the car.

Getting in the car means...

But why did he say it!He couldn't just give me a kiss when he put on a suit for me, and then we can...

Recalling the plots of the love movies she had watched, Tifa felt her brain was about to burn.

"I think...in fact, we...that...is..."

Her mind was completely in chaos, and she couldn't support Tifa to make a complete expression. She faltered and fiddled with her fingers until the ringing of the mobile phone interrupted her delusion.

The ear-piercing ringtone instantly cleared her confused brain. Tifa took a deep breath and took out the vibrating and ringing cell phone in her pocket.

It's from the bureau.

Looking at the number on the screen, Tifa immediately adjusted her emotions, and replied in a deep voice: "This is Tifa Genfort."

"Officer Jan Forte, please come to the police station immediately. There is a disturbance in the Bay No. [-] Prison and we need our support!"

"Yes, sir!"

Tifa replied angrily, then shrugged her shoulders, and looked at Romon speechlessly: "Mr. Prisoner, it seems that your escape caused a lot of trouble. The whole prison is in riots."

"I have to make some noise so that I can leave, right? Otherwise, everyone in the prison will stare at me, how can I leave?"

Romon shook his head indifferently, and said goodbye: "Okay, Officer Tifa, go get busy, I should go back and have a good sleep, this period of time is a detention center and a prison, it's too much trouble for me .”

"Yeah, now it's not our turn to be tossed by you."

Tifa made a small joke, then walked to the back of the car, took out a small vacuum cleaner from the trunk, and sucked it on the co-pilot Romon just sat in.

After vacuuming the hair that Romon might have left behind, Tifa adjusted the distance between the passenger seat and returned it to the usual width for Louise to rub against the car.

With such a neat clean-up of traces, looking at Romon, he had to say with emotion: "Officer Tifa, you really deserve to be a serious police officer. This technique is really professional."

"Who made me your accomplice?"

Tifa sat in the driver's seat, fastened her seat belt, and asked Romon, "By the way, what are you going to do next?"

"Want to go home on foot? After all, I'm too embarrassed to sit in the car you just cleaned."

"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about where you plan to go in the future, Mexico? Canada? Or a little further away, like Colombia or something like that."

Tifa listed several countries frequented by American fugitives, but these were not among Romon's choices.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said relaxedly: "I don't like Mexico, Canada, Colombia, these places. If I have to say that in this world, where I want to go, I will definitely choose-Jerusalem."

"You want to flee to Israel? But you are Asian! Isn't your face too obvious there?"

At first, Tifa was still seriously analyzing the issue of going to Israel for Romon, but seeing the unbearable smile on Romon's face, she suddenly understood what this guy's Jerusalem was talking about.

"Are you kidding me?"

Tifa roared angrily: "You are a prison escapee, or a prison escapee who escaped from a San Francisco prison, and you still dream of continuing to live in San Francisco. Are you dreaming?"

"No, I'm serious."

A confident smile appeared on Romon's face: "Officer Tifa, when you get to Gulf Prison No. 2, you'll understand that I'm serious."

Chapter 014 Lost!All lost!

San Francisco Police Department, Northern Division.

When Tifa drove her Chevrolet Suburban to the parking lot in the backyard of the police station, she happened to meet her best-connected female colleague Louise in the police station.

At this moment, Louise was kissing and saying goodbye to her boyfriend who sent her to the police station, and Tifa who was waiting to park behind her was speechless:

"The pair of lovers in front of me are very well-matched. I'm sorry to disturb your date, but the police officer Tifa who received the order needs a parking space. Can I trouble you to accommodate me?"

Boo!

The crisp sound brings out the splashing water.

After separating her mouth from her boyfriend, Louise didn't feel shy, and directly waved at Tifa generously: "Tifa, have you overslept? I've never seen you rush to gather." , slower than me."

"Didn't oversleep, just went on a date."

Like jealousy and showing off, Tifa didn't know what kind of mood she was in when she said this sentence.

But once a word is spoken, it cannot be taken back.

When Louise heard that Tifa was going on a date tonight, she was even more excited than she was on a date. She rushed to Tifa's car window, jumped into the cab, and grabbed Tifa's collar to ask:

"You're on a date!? With whom? McKenney? Adams? Or Brozovic?"

The fire of gossip in Louise's eyes was about to burn out after mentioning several outstanding young male police officers in the bureau.

"No! You don't need to say it, I can smell it myself!"

Turning into a police dog in an instant, Louise wrinkled her little nose and sucked hard, then smacked her lips thoughtfully, and finally looked at Tifa suspiciously: "Dear Miss Tifa, except for the smell like lime peel on your body I don't smell any men's fragrances other than the clean deodorant."

"Also." Louise pointed to the co-pilot she often sat in: "The distance between the co-pilot, isn't this the distance of my body proportion? Since you are driving to the appointment, it is impossible for you to drive a car, does your date drive a car?"

"So—you actually went on a date today?"

As a criminal investigator of the police, Louise fished in troubled waters all the year round and didn't know what she was doing every day. However, as a love detective, she could detect all kinds of ailments in Tifa's compartment within a second of Holmes' possession.

Looking at Louise, who had a stern face and a questioning posture, Tifa was proud of her deceitful tactics, while spreading her hands, and was forced to admit that she was 'lying':

"Well, Mom Louise, sure enough, I can't fool your sharp eyes. I admit, I just lost sleep tonight, so I drove out and took a turn."

"Look, I know you're lying!"

Feeling that she sees through everything, Louise puffed out her chest proudly, and then went to the police station hall talking and laughing with Tifa all the way.

Um?You said that the emergency assembly of the police station should be serious. Are they talking and laughing too loosely?

Bor, this is San Francisco.

Every day, countless Black Lives Matter, LGBT, and all kinds of messy groups demand cuts in police budgets, reductions in the number of police officers, and even city closures of police stations.

The policemen who work here have a sense of justice for being able to work conscientiously every day. You can't ask them too much.

After all, there is no word 'people' in front of the word 'police'.