Now is indeed not the time to argue. Shirley's embarrassment, Selena's eyes, Solan's understanding, the two of them quickly calmed down. But leaving was impossible. Selena snorted lightly, stepped forward with a light step, walked to the door of Walker's house and said, "Since I have attracted me, should I introduce it, what are you doing?"

Shirley's temple was swelling, so what if it was a zombie? This woman was so unfair to treat herself as an outsider. The police did not have the reason to disclose information to outsiders at will. But at this time, the right to speak was completely out of her hands, and everything depends on what Solan planned to deal with.

"That's a long story." Solan leaned against the door frame and exhaled, "You gave me the information. The task was to investigate the possible unknown additives in the Chosen Coffee, right? These extra-staff work must be concealed seriously, so I made the idea of ​​visiting the family. But...here, look."

No need for nonsense, just make a gesture of asking for help in the house. The open door, the entrance hall full of footprints, and even the messy living room that can be seen from the broken windows. This is not the post-apocalypse era. Neighbors can ruin it like this. I can imagine how angry the owner is. Selena raised her neck, snorted, looked at these with interest, and walked into the room lightly.

Solan shook his head, stunned, patted Shirley on the shoulder, and signaled him to enter the house with him.

The broken glass slags on the ground are naturally eye-catching, but in the semi-open kitchen, the open refrigerator door is the top priority. Seeing so many coffee cans of the God-Selina exclaimed lightly, she walked around the desk and drilled into the kitchen like a cat.

"Isn't this a coincidence?" She picked up a can and weighed it in her hand: "Oler Walker, this ogre is published in newspapers across the country. Ah... When I was investigating a certain coffee causing citation rage, a half-converted zombie couple fell in love with it, and it was exaggerated to the point of storing a refrigerator... Have you checked other lockers?"

Solan signaled to the building, Shirley nodded silently and quickly went to find the storage room.

"When the police searched the beef shop, they also found the same thing." He said: "Walker was in the personal refrigerator in the kitchen of the meat shop, full of Chosen Coffee. Now that this happens, I have more reason to lock in the suspicion. It's not Nestle, not Maxwell, nor Seattle's old Starbucks, a new brand with only three years of history. Where is it?"

"Well, and you also explained to me that the kids from the University of Washington, and..."

Selena squatted in front of the refrigerator, supported her knees with one hand and raised her short black hair of 300% and looked at them like an appreciation of art: "It's so exciting. What is caffeine? The mysterious additive used by this company is the treasure. It can make ordinary people manic and make two incomplete zombies love each other. If you control the formula a little, wouldn't it be the most interesting new stimulant? Make a lot of money..."

"But if its sequelae is to force people to turn people into monsters similar to zombies, then it's better to avoid it." Solan was shocked. Listening to the sound of Shirley looking for the key to open the storage room, he shook his head and said, "Although even if you get into trouble, the company will be the one who takes the blame. Those imitation zombies may not be real zombies or even zombies, but we don't need to take this risk."

After the words finished, before Selena could reply, Shirley had already opened the storage room. She felt very bad now. The divorced couple or ex-couple had never avoided themselves in their chat content - they were all shocking secrets, and she wouldn't want to sleep tonight.

Furthermore, standing on the side of the stairs and looking at the stacks of cardboard boxes in the storage room, her feeling even worse.

"All of them are god-selected!" Shirley shouted, "Five boxes, no, this is a quantity of seven boxes, more than eighty cans!"

When Solan heard the sound, he rushed over immediately. Indeed, the storage room was not large, so it seemed that the space occupied by the boxes was full. The set of cartons, exactly the same as the packaging in the supermarket, were stacked in multiple layers.

However, although the cartons were all opened, there were still a lot of coffee, and it seemed that the Walkers and his wife had just opened the packaging.

"Okay, reasonably, we can accept them with a smile." Looking at so many coffee pots, Solan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter whether ordinary people are manic or become zombies. Maybe the human researchers in D will be facing a great enemy when they see it, but from another perspective, this coffee is simply prepared for us. You think so, Selin?"

"Ask, these jobs are all yours." Selena stood a little distance, with her arms in environmental protection, and maintained an invisible wall: "I came to Seattle this time just to prevent zombie disasters. The investigation of stimulants in a coffee company is just a special gift for our baby... Well, Shirley, right?"

"You...are you something wrong?"

Shirley subconsciously called out, looking at the whole process, she was already reducing her presence as much as possible, but why did this mysterious woman still turn her attention on?

Solan also looked at Selena. From the time she appeared tonight, he was staring at her attitude towards Shirley. At this moment, he suddenly changed the chat partner. Based on his instinct, he felt that it was not like a prelude to the sisters.

"Well, some topics between women that need to avoid Officer Adams." As a cat-like, Selena walked around Solan and put on Shirley's shoulder: "But believe me, child, this man has a good hearing. In order to avoid him eavesdropping, let's go outside to discuss in detail."

As she said that, she acted to pull Shirley out of the house, her movements were very light and there was no intention of coercion. Shirley paused slightly and walked out of the house. She looked back at Solan and looked at Selena again, a little at a loss, but her intention orientation was very obvious.

"what the hell……"

Solan muttered, he didn't think Selena would do anything good, but the eavesdropping obviously would not succeed.

So at this moment, it’s okay to find something for yourself.

Look at the full coffee can, it is obviously a waste to throw it here. Since it is confirmed that Selena's report is not made out of nothing, it is obvious that he needs to play a guest role in the porter.

He rolled up his sleeves with his mouth.

At the same time, outside the Walker's house.

On the green lawn, facing the charming night sky, Selena stretched her arms comfortably and murmured: "The air is very good tonight, Shirley, what do you think?"

Shirley was holding her pocket uneasy, and she was not doing this because of the slight coldness of the night. On the roadside, a military green Toyota Domino, a frosted black Lamborghini Bat, the latter's Gotham City license plate was as eye-catching as a searchlight. She stood beside Selena, and realized even more frustrated that the other party's flat-sole boots were half a head taller than her.

She coughed gently and said, "Ms. Quinn, don't you have something to say to me? Please tell me."

"Well, just go straight to the topic, this is my favorite style."

Selena nodded slowly and said, "Then I will go straight to the point. Shirley Harbor, do you have a good impression of Solan?"

Without verbal answers, Shirley's face turned red. She squirmed her lips silently, and then she even realized that she was blushing. In just a moment, her mouth was ummy and ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"This...this...how did you think so suddenly! That...uh...Ms. Quinn, I'm only twenty years old this year. You won't treat me as your rival, right? But that...it seems to be Officer Adams..."

"He does have a girlfriend in dating now, I know this."

Selena looked down at Shirley, her red lips were covered with thick lipstick, and she showed a pleasant smile. She raised her hand and brushed her blonde hair on Shirley's sideburns, and her fingertips just scratched her red and tender skin, and then said, "So my next question is..."

She thought for a moment, and then she laughed even more strangely.

"Do you plan to compete with that little girl in the third grade of college?"
Chapter completed!