Chapter 178 FBI, Open The Door

Chapter 178 FBI, Open The Door!

The atmosphere at dinner today was a little weird.

After dinner.

Mom Sheila and little brother Thompson gave Dean a look that asked for blessings and ran away without any thought of curling up in the living room together and watching TV to kill time.

This made Dean feel more and more embarrassed that Sinclair would ask him for help.

What are you afraid of?

When there are only two people left in the living room.

Sinclair, this 'precocious' little girl, walked up to Dean and said sheepishly: "Second brother, can you do me a small favor?"

Dean, who has always been fearless, choked up his saliva and said anxiously: "First tell me what the business is!"

"It's very simple. I want you to date the sister of one of my classmates." Sinclair narrowed his cute little eyes and said with a smile.

"ha?"

Dean breathed a sigh of relief.

That's it.

But you still have to pretend.

The expression on his face turned serious, and he said with some reluctance: "Sinclair, you know, I have a girlfriend, and I love her more than I love myself. You are making me make a mistake."

Sinclair rolled his eyes and said contemptuously: "Come on, Dean, you just like to eat soft food. Although I also hope that my future sister-in-law will be a rich woman, you have to help me today."

"reason?"

"Because my classmate is very handsome, I need to find a way to win over him, but he is very cold and unwilling to talk to me. I just thought, if you win over his sister, wouldn't we have something to talk about? !”

Sinclair said it confidently.

The Deans were dumbfounded.

He looked up and down at Sinclair, who was cutely dressed and with a good figure, and said speechlessly: "But you are only eleven years old, and you can't let me sacrifice your happiness just to pursue your own hormonal choices!"

"So what?" Sinclair said matter-of-factly: "I just think that by taking him with me, I can gain face in front of my little sisters. Don't think of him as such a dirty, wretched adult. And this kind of thing, to you, What’s the burden for a scumbag?”

"But there's no need to resort to such means!"

Dean's head hurts: "It's hard for men to chase women, but it's hard to deal with women chasing men? See what he likes, and then deliberately show that aspect in front of him to attract his attention first. , wait for him to take the bait, then hang him, and then he will take the initiative to find you. "

Sinclair nodded: "I thought so too, that's why I asked you to pick up his sister."

"So...he's only interested in his sister?"

"Yes!"

Sinclair said with a smile: "He is very withdrawn and never leaves his sister. So he is very handsome but no one is chasing him. I think he is very cool like this."

Dean held his forehead and was speechless.

What kind of little losers are these?

What a sin!

Dean couldn't bear that his biological sister had gone astray, so he spread his hands to persuade her:

"Sinclair, I guess your classmate is usually taken care of by his sister, so he transferred his dependence on his mother to his sister. This kind of person will have certain psychological defects. You'd better be Change the target.”

"So you don't object to my puppy love?"

"Yes, as long as you don't find such a weird partner, I have no objection!"

Sinclair winked slyly, cheered, and shouted upstairs: "Sheila, Thompson, did you hear that, Dean has no objection to my puppy love, so you can't persuade me!"

Finished.

She smiled slyly at the dumbfounded Dean and said, "Okay, Dean, I'll listen to you, change the target!"

Dean: "."

Broken, deceived.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Upstairs, mom Sheila shook her head at Dean in disappointment, and then admitted defeat to Sinclair: "Okay, since you have taken down Thompson and Dean, I allow you to fall in love early, but you are not allowed to do those excessive things. !”

"So, this is Sinclair's application for puppy love?"

"Yes, at her age, she is always curious about things between men and women. I am very worried that she will be deceived by a scumbag, so I asked her to deceive you and this little scumbag Thompson first."

Dean: "."

He and his poor little brother have become the scumbag detectors in the family.

Where does this make sense?

The little brother didn't poke his head out, and he didn't know whether it was because he was too weak, or whether it was worse that Sinclair was torturing him, and he had no face to face this little girl who was better than others.

Dean can only hope that his sister will not become a nightmare for his male classmates in school.

The next few days.

Dean did not wait for Anbei's visit, but instead received an invitation:

Mr. Dean, you are specially invited to visit the Qianlong Club on the evening of February 15th.

——

Saul Aston!

Captain Munn had greeted Dean before and said that the people above him should invite him to a party around the end of the month, which would be regarded as officially joining the small group.

For this reason, Dean was asked to learn social etiquette.

Now the invitation has come.

After the sudden death of a key member of the Carmen family, the Aston family embezzled the other party's largest assets and became the most influential family in Los Angeles today.

Sol Aston is a member of the Aston family, but he is not considered the core. It was not until he took over the political assets left by the Carmen family through Chinese influence that he now has a certain say in the family.

On the bright side.

Saul Aston is also the owner of Munn and Dean.

Although Dean didn't care about the boss who would protect him from wind and rain in the future, he definitely had to get in touch with him to avoid finding out later that he was being sold.

But before that.

Dean still had two things to do.

First, attend the celebration banquet of Eve, the new captain of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Department.

With the help of Munn, she also joined Saul Aston's new ship, and at the same time took over the position of captain as she wished, becoming a new star in the Los Angeles Police Detective Bureau.

Second, Lawrence and Sophie are finally coming back!

Now there are three and two big cats and kittens in the Fourth Squadron.

Once Lawrence returns.

Dean can then start preparing to expand the manpower below.

Meng En discussed it with him.

After he was promoted, Dean and Lawrence were allowed to lead a team each and actually continue to control the fourth squadron, and the old Hunter was promoted to the new captain position as a candidate for excessive responsibility and taking the blame.

Meng En didn't want his people to be left behind, and hoped to arrange for his confidants to continue to control the management of the 4th Squadron, which could be regarded as leaving a way out for himself.

Dean dismissed his idea though.

But after thinking about it, this can be regarded as paving the way for myself.

So he was still going to have a good talk with Lawrence, lest this stupid guy be betrayed by Meng En in the future and not be able to figure out who his good buddies and good associates were.

Airport.

Harry yawned: "Dean, did you say Lawrence really captured Phoebe?"

This guy recently ran up and down, begging his grandfather to sue his grandmother, and finally took in the daughter Shala left behind and gave it to his mother to raise.

As a new dad.

If it weren't for the shortage of manpower in the Fourth Squadron, he would have taken a long leave to spend time with his daughter.

"It should be taken."

Dean exhaled the smoke and said with a smile while admiring a group of passengers who appeared to be models getting off the plane: "Didn't you notice that Lawrence's tone was not as cheerful as before when he called us recently?"

Harry was stunned: "But if Lawrence catches Phoebe, shouldn't he be happy and sweet?"

That's right, your rank is low.

In fact, when people who are very familiar with each other become lovers, what they bring may not be sweetness, but bitterness.

A very simple truth.

Sweetness comes from the anticipation of the future and the freshness of every day.

But Lawrence and Phoebe were too familiar.

The key is.

As they were just colleagues before, Phoebe might not care about Lawrence's many shortcomings.

But now that they have become a couple, their identities are different, their requirements are different, and their perspectives on problems are also different.

Distance creates beauty.

There is often a big gap between imagination and reality.

Lawrence, the Texas hunk, might have regretted it now.

9:20 p.m.

The flight Lawrence and the two took arrived at Los Angeles Airport on time.

In the flow of people.

Dean and Harry finally saw Phoebe and the others.

Phoebe seemed to be recovering well. Except for the obvious scar on the right side of her face, which added a bit of coldness and coldness, her temperament was even more attractive to men than before.

Lawrence was much more miserable.

This strong man, who was two heads taller than Phoebe, was pulling three carts of things. Two pieces of flesh on his face were stretched out, and there was a piece of dog skin plaster on the right side of his face. He was a proper coolie.

Reunion.

Phoebe gave Dean and Harry a hug enthusiastically, and said a little unhappy: "Where's Robert? This bastard didn't come to pick me up today!"

Dean quickly explained: "His mother was sick and took leave to go back to her hometown. I thought he told you."

"Well, I thought he was joking with me and wanted to surprise me."

Phoebe shrugged.

Depending on the situation, she returned to her previous state of mind.

While talking.

Lawrence and Harry, who was helping, also came over.

When he saw Dean, he immediately gave him a bear hug: "Man, you don't know how much I miss you these days. Thank you very much for lending me and Phoebe money!"

"Little things."

Simple greetings.

Because the boat and the carriage are hard work.

After Dean and Harry sent Phoebe home with a bunch of cosmetics, clothes, shoes, and bags they bought for her, they took Lawrence to the bar they hadn't seen for a long time.

A glass of beer.

Lawrence took a sip of alcohol with great satisfaction, closed his eyes and thought about it, like a desert traveler who finally drank ice water.

Harry looked at him pitifully: "Man, you look like you're not having a good time in Stick Country!"

Lawrence said harshly: "Harry, you are wrong. The entertainment industry is very developed over there. The streets of Seoul are full of women in cool clothes at night. They are very enthusiastic towards me. If I want, I can do it every day." Change women!"

"So your face is swollen?"

Dean was on the sidelines doing the finishing touches.

Lawrence was still arrogant: "You only saw the surface. You didn't see that Phoebe's hand was more swollen than my face. To be precise, I used my facial muscles to domestically abuse Phoebe!"

Phew~

Heard this novel statement.

Harry squirted out a mouthful of wine, attracting disgusted looks from the people around him.

He apologized again and again before saying speechlessly: "Man, Phoebe is only 1.65 meters tall. You can even lift her up with one hand, but you were raped by her?"

Lawrence blushed and felt thick-necked when he heard this: "How can things between men and women be called domestic violence?"

Next.

He said something about mutual respect, and that the other person beat him because he loved him, and some incomprehensible words, which made Dean and Harry laugh.

For a moment.

The bar was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

After three rounds of drinks.

Dean saw that Lawrence was drunk, and winked at Harry.

Harry quickly took the opportunity to ask: "Lawrence, man, why did you find the ex-wife of a psychiatrist?"

This doubt has been in Dean and Harry's heart for a long time.

If they don't ask Lawrence when he is drunk, they will feel itchy in their hearts.

The burly and strong Lawrence looked up when he heard this, as if he thought of some unbearable past events, and choked up and said, "Man, I was too young back then."

"At that time, my performance in the wrestling team was not good, so during that period, I didn't like everyone and wanted to curse everyone I saw. My coach suspected that I had violent disorder due to excessive pressure and suggested that I see a psychiatrist, and then I met my ex-wife."

"So you really have violent disorder?"

"No!" Lawrence took a sip of wine and said bitterly, "My ex-wife asked me a lot of questions and finally told me that I had nothing wrong. The reason for that was simply because I had no quality."

Puff~

Dean also sprayed.

He patted his choked chest and said, "In that case, how did you take her down?"

"I asked her if there was any way to cure my lack of quality. She asked me to cooperate with her research and told me that as long as I completed the research, I could become mature."

"Then what?"

"She slept with me for a week. I couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to escape. As a result, she got pregnant."

Lawrence cried bitterly.

This was a cry for his lost youth.

That year was young.

He met the wrong person.

Poor Lawrence, not only lost his virginity, but also lost his freedom for a long time, until his ex-wife let him go after she was no longer interested in men.

I didn't expect Lawrence to have such a past.

Awesome!

The next day.

Dean and the other two were lying in the hotel room, lying dead in all directions.

A bang.

The door was kicked open.

At the same time, the stern and nervous voice woke the three people up.

"FBI, Open The Door!"

Three strong men with their clothes scattered all over the floor, wearing only their underpants, looked at each other, and then at the two FBI agents with guns who suddenly broke in, and the scene fell into a speechless silence.

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