after.

Whether it is publishing a book or using your reputation to do other things.

Camille will go smoothly.

Dean looked at the confident Camille in front of him in surprise and gave a thumbs up: "You are the second smartest among the girls I know. I'm curious why you fell into this rubbish school."

Face praise.

Camille was a little dissatisfied and frowned with a pretty eyebrows: "Second? Mr. Dean, you mean, I am the second smartest among the girls you know!"

"Yes, her name is Corolla, she is 13 years old." Dean thought of the thirteen-year-old girl who was taken away by Anthony, and his tone was affirmative!

At least.

He can suppress Camille in front of him.

But if Camille is replaced with Corolla.

Dean would choose to draw out his gun without hesitation, and not give the other party a chance to speak, so he would use physical methods to solve the other party!

"13 years old? I don't believe it!"

Camille tightened his fists: "I've never met someone smarter than me. If it weren't for my plan, you thought I would."

She paused suddenly, but she was still dissatisfied in her big eyes, as if she was saying to Dean: You lied to me, I don’t believe it!

"plan?"

"Yes!" Camill looked at Dean with contempt: "It's just to catch you perverts who are pedophiles, and then make an appointment and castrate them one by one!"

Anyway, she said it all, so she didn't hide it.

In particular, Dean said that he also knew a 13-year-old girl.

Since entering the house.

I looked at my legs for fifty times!

He was so embarrassed to say that he was not a pervert!

Pooh!

Scum!

Dean rolled his eyes and said without hesitation: "I don't like the little tablet. I hope you can drink more papaya milk after going to prison. Small cutting board. If you pour it back, I will even think you are bent over, haha~"

Camille lowered his head and found sadly that he looked down at the plains, his straight and slender thighs were taken into his eyes without any concealment.

Her tight fist slowly loosened, slowly raised her head, gritted her teeth and said, "Go to death, scum!"

The next moment.

She jumped up, a standard Taekwondo whip leg, twitching Dean's head.

"Wow~"

"Aren't you a gangster's excitement punch?"

"I haven't seen shorts with cartoon patterns in many years."

As Dean spoke, his palm accurately grabbed Camille's calves that he took the initiative to send. He got up and carried the girl who was only 1.7 meters and less than 100 pounds. At the same time, he flexibly stroked his fingers through the other party's legs and flashed the scalpel hidden by the other party.

"Let me go, scum!"

Camille was hung upside down in the air, raised her fist and hit Dean's thigh for a mission.

But after Dean's finger brushed.

A strange current surge.

Slightly numb.

The girl's angry shouting became strange, losing the momentum of an angry puppy, but instead she was like a kitten's silly sob.

Dean found out that something was wrong and quickly let go: "I hope you can see you surrender to the police station today. Goodbye if you are destined to be goodbye, say goodbye!"

After leaving the door.

Dean slapped his left hand a few times.

This damn skill instinct.

Although legal loli like Camill is indeed very attractive, Dean does not want to provoke a female pervert who plans to castrate others.

Inside the house.

Camille blushed, picked up his scalpel and inserted it hard on the sofa.

This damn pervert!

Crunch.

At this time, Yang Di opened the bedroom door, poked his head out, and worriedly said, "Camille, are you okay? Is that bastard bullying you?"

Camille quickly blocked the scalpel in his hand and shook his head: "No, he. Not bad, let's discuss how to deal with the next thing first.

By the way, do you have extra pants here?”

Yang Di:???

Leaving Yang Di's house.

Dean drove to the supermarket.

He will go to the meeting with the twin sisters alone tonight.

This is destined to be a bloody night, a fierce battle.

So he needs to prepare a box of oversized small umbrellas to protect his future life from winning the bid.

Dean doesn't want one day to appear on the American bloody relative recognition program.

Just then.

Harry called and said, "Wow, Dean, I have a big discovery here. I found Sophie's blood in Professor Sophie's wife's car."

Dean: "...Well, I've solved the case. You and Robert both go back. There is no need to investigate. Before getting off work, the murderer will come from the head."

".Okay, I get it."

On the other end of the phone.

Harry looked at the sky and hung up silently.

If Dean wasn't saying this, he would definitely think that the other party was talking in broad daylight!

the next day.

It's noon at sunset.

The dark clouds above Los Angeles finally dissipated.

The sun shines through the clouds, smudges the luxurious master bedroom of the hotel suite into a golden bright spot.

Dean lay on the bed, as if he had a nightmare, his face changed, either ferocious or comfortable, and his powerful hands tightened the sheets, as if he was struggling to endure some unbearable pain.

“Woo~”

After a whimper and choked.

Sister Dora covered her mouth and retreated, while sister Weimi couldn't wait to take over.

A pleasant day.

Start with the female captains, blowing the horn of the charge.

Just then.

The noisy phone ringtone broke the pink atmosphere in the room.

Dean opened his eyes, frowned and picked up the cell phone at the head of the bed. After seeing the phone notes, his brows dissipated. He answered the phone and said enthusiastically: "Hi, Russ, I'm glad you can call me. It seems that you have come out of the shadow of the last incident."

"Yes, but I encountered something even more unpleasant." Ruos's voice sounded a little decadent, and his voice was a little choked: "FK, that stinky bitch Laura actually got along with my brother!"

Wow~

The sucker found something was wrong.

However, it is indeed rare for rich second generations who are innocent like Ruos who are still crying after being green.

Based on humanitarianism.

Dean comforted: "Joss, I'm not very comfortable, but if you need to talk, we can go for a drink tonight, and I should be a good listener."

"No need, just a woman." After twitching his nose twice, Ruos lowered his voice: "I actually don't want to bother you when I'm in such a mess, but I have something urgent to ask you. If possible, can you come here now?"

Dean looked up and looked at Weimi who was wrestling with his big brother, and said with apologies:

"Ross, although I really want to come here now.

But my good brother is fighting.

His condition is not very good now, I need to look at him.
To be continued...