Hearing Harry's words.

Two black guys looked at him disgusted:

"Don't you know that keeping secrets for your brothers and refusing to sell off brothers' information to the note is the precept of us?

Although Henry is twelve years old and still has a childish idea of ​​taking risks and heroes, he can no longer talk to us, but he is our friend after all.

We can't betray him."

Harry threw the pen in his hand: "Get out, you are talking faster than anyone else now!"

The young man smoked marijuana and shook the cigarette on his hand with a smile and said, "Since you can let us smoke this thing at the police station, it means that it can also make us feel uncomfortable. That little loyalty is not enough."

All right.

You are still smart.

Harry seemed to see the shadow of his youth from the other party, and was speechless for a moment.

Dean was observing the expressions of the two black young men as they spoke.

As they said.

These two people are loyal, but not many of them. They are fence-bearers who look at others and should not dare to deceive themselves who control their fate.

so.

There are other reasons why Henry left in the middle of the night?

Thinking of this.

Dean knocked on the table: "Before Henry left, or when communicating, did he say what he was going to do or show off?"

Henry's experience is obviously not as good as these two gangsters who are not old but are already full of old-fashioned aura.

If a child like this is fooled, he will do a "big thing".

It's hard to resist showing off.

"Big thing?" The thin young man who was obviously responsible for using his brain first shook his head, then finally seemed to think of something, stood up and said seriously: "Henry didn't say what he was going to do when he came out, but he said that he was going to uphold justice!"

"Just assert justice?"

“Yes, I rolled my eyes at that time.

Because I don't understand that he is twelve years old, he doesn't care about beauty, but he is still addicted to those false fairy tales. From then on, I knew Henry was no longer our former partner."

Dean also wanted to ask about Henry's direction of departure.

Dongdong ~

There was a dull sound from the iron door outside the house.

Harry got up, opened the window on the door, and found it was Hawk.

He said with a serious look: "Harry, I just received the news that a black boy's body was found in the East Side. I heard the description, and it seems that it is Henry you are looking for."

Dean also heard Hawke's words.

have to.

No need to search now.

Henry is really dead.

He stood up and patted Harry in a daze: "Let's go, man."

As for the two black spirited guys in the room, they were left to Hawk to deal with.

All are performance.

It was around 9:30 pm.

The night is cold.

Dean and the other two came to the place where the body was found.

This is a barren weed open space, with cordons stretching around the body, and at the same time, the headlights on several police cars shine here, just like daytime.

The forensic department has arrived.

But it was not Holz.

Dean took Harry over, greeted the people in the forensic department, and glanced around casually before checking the condition of the body.

The body was lying on the ground, and there was nothing around him.

Looking from the back alone, no signs of injury were found.

The people in the forensic department are still preparing instruments.

Harry was anxious to see his face.

So he walked over quietly, pulled the child's body, and exposed his side face.

The next moment.
Chapter completed!