After all, Lake was having some holiday with a colleague from the Department of Internal Affairs.

The last time I was an anonymous report letter, I wanted to send all my money to make Lake lose completely. Fortunately, Lake is very clean and never charges any black money. This led to a disgrace in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. If it weren't for the boss's words, he would have continued to linger.

Now it's OK.

This time, there was such a good opportunity.

Bai Jiahei died, at most, the civil complaint cannot be operated, but the police station can still operate it.

and.

Lake had a premonition that this time, I was afraid that the boss would speak out, and I guess the Ministry of Internal Affairs would have to do it.

but……

There should be nothing tonight.

Lake's approach of revenge is not overnight. Before the white and black lawyer arrived at the court, the parties involved were already GG.

I'm afraid that the people behind this scene are still wondering what happened. It's already tomorrow when the mastermind behind the scenes come up with any follow-up solutions.

Star Building.

It was already past seven o'clock when Lake came back from the police station. After all, the whole thing had nothing to do with Lake.

Let’s talk about it again.

The killer in the hospital showed up during the surveillance. The surveillance in the surveillance room was broken, but the surveillance in the corridor was good.

So the killer looks real.

After Beckett got the surveillance photos, he could tell at a glance that this was not Lake at all.

Lake also saw himself without glasses appearing in the surveillance. He felt that the person in this place was himself, but not only Beckett, but even Montgomery felt that he was two people.

There is no doubt.

[Rules-Bronze Glasses!]

In Lake's eyes, the self who took off the glasses and the self who didn't wear glasses were exactly the same person, but in the eyes of others, these are two different people.

Very magical.

What?

Lake also takes off his glasses while sleeping?

hehe.

When Superman and his girlfriend were shy, didn’t their girlfriends even see Superman without glasses and never doubted it?

Lake was also very confused at first, and even asked his girlfriend Molin if she had changed when she didn't wear glasses. Her girlfriend shook her head and said, "It's even more handsome."

All right.

After being confused, Lake thought of Superman wearing glasses and thought about it for a while. It was probably one of the hidden functions of gold-rimmed glasses. After all, taking off the glasses when killing people is for disguise, and being embarrassed with his girlfriend is for happiness.

These gold-rimmed glasses should have their own set of judgment rules.

Back home.

Lyketie pulled the pizza she bought from downstairs and blinked at Molin who was sitting on the bar.

Hey.

Didn’t we break up?

Could it be that they came to the house to pick up the personal belongings placed here?

Lake thought in his heart, but after looking at the sofa and floor in the living room, he didn't find any trace of the storage box.

Is there no difference?

What did it mean to turn around and leave without saying a word in the morning at the Montgomery Superintendent’s Office?

Lake blinked.

Change shoes.

Lake walked over, put the packaged pizza on the bar, and said to Morin, who was playing with his loss of power and automatically turned off his phone: "I thought you were gone, after all, you looked angry when you left in the morning."

Morin looked up and shook his head: "No, I'm just a little disappointed with you."

Then you might as well be angry.

Angry, maybe even breakups, and to be honest, anger shame is more exciting than any emotional shame.

But disappointed?

The feeling of disappointment is the worst, and shame is the worst.

For example.

If the angry shame is a kind of discooling between two people at the crater where the eruption is, then the disappointed shame gives people the same way they are directed and acted against the lost flounder.

The disappointed shame is the most annoying.

Lake thought so, shrugged, turned around and took his Bourbon: "Is that so, okay, my fault."

Know your mistakes and admit your mistakes.

But never change.

It has always been someone else who spoiled me, but it was not as good as me who spoiled others.

"Drink?"

"No."

Morin waved his hand: "I'll make an appointment with my friend later."

After the killer came out, he made trouble and made trouble, and she had to find a way to remedy it.

Lake nodded, poured himself a glass, took a sip, and opened the pizza box: "So, you are not interested in this?"

Morin smiled, as if he was talking about you casually.

Lake took out a piece of pizza, took Bourbon, and took a bite. Not to mention, I haven't eaten pizza for several days, and it felt that it tasted pretty good.

Morin tilted his head and looked at Lake: "So, that's why you know it's a trap and still step on it?"

Lake blinked: "What?"

He naturally knew what Morin meant, but he would never admit it.

Morin didn't bother with this issue, but just smiled: "Then you should know that keeping these two people is better than killing these two. Keeping them, at least the people hiding behind will run out."

Even if Lake doesn't say it, Morin is sure that Bai Jiahei is not killed by Lake, but it is definitely not out of touch with Lake.

This is the confidence of a graduate of Stanford University, a top psychology institution, to receive a doctorate in psychology, and it is also the extremely accurate sixth sense of being Lake's girlfriend.

Lake glanced at his girlfriend who seemed to have decided that she was inseparable from this matter, and lowered her head and smiled: "I don't quite understand what you said, and I have this personality. Compromise is not my style. Even if it is a temporary compromise, you know my personality. Do it if you want to, and you are never afraid!"

Morin nodded. She naturally knew what Lake had in her personality: "But you are not afraid now, and you can't find the person hiding behind you."

Lake's mouth arced: "Is that?"

Morin said, “Isn’t it?”

Lake shrugged and did not answer the question.

Without those two white and black people, he has no choice?

Isn't that lawyer still alive?

While talking.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Lake put down the pizza and walked towards the door.

"Mr. Edwin, your courier!"

"Thanks."

Lake took out his wallet and handed a fifty-dollar bill to the New York City Suda delivery package guy.

close the door.

Lake walked back to the bar and dismantled the express delivery in his hand.

Sigh.

A person-in-profile report appeared on the bar.

Turn on.

Jefferson Hall, Senior Partner at Tinico Law Firm in New York.

Along with a photo, there are every case that some of the lawyers Jefferson Hall have fought during their lawyer's career.

Morin frowned and looked at the information on Lake's hand: "Where did you get this?"

Lake looked up and smiled: "Informer."

"Informer?"

Morin thought about the informant who appeared in Lake's several cases and smiled: "You informant is very powerful, and you can even open the FBI system database."

Lake's mouth was arced: "Did you forget the school I graduated from?"
Chapter completed!