night.

Lake stepped on the spot and went downstairs to the home of his neighbor Cassel downstairs to prepare for supper.

Alexis was very happy about Lake's arrival. Of course, some people were happy and some were unhappy. Kassel undoubtedly played the unhappy role.

after all……

Lake is like a sudden third party.

and.

On the dining table.

After looking at Alexhis with a depressed look, Lake took out the ten-beat knife and handed it to Kassel, he curiously said: "You guys, are you making a bet?"

Alexhis looked at Lake: "I bet with my dad that Uncle Lake would never make big news when he was reinstated on the first day."

Lake: "…"

For some reason, Lake suddenly felt guilty of letting down his trust.

After receiving these ten bets, Kassel's face improved. He obviously became a rich man by writing novels, but he still liked money so much.

And it’s the money that cheats the children, and the money that they own their own daughter.

Lake is very shameful about this.

If he had a daughter, he would definitely make money to let his daughter go to the best school. He would draw a lottery for krypton money, haha, there is no important thing for his own daughter to cheat on the plug-in.

pity.

Lake is still single.

Alexhis looked at the report in the New York Evening News, blinked and looked at Lake: "Uncle Lake, the report said that it was because of your pursuit that this person was in a car accident."

Lake shook his head: "I didn't drive, I was in the co-pilot."

Anyway, he will never take the blame.

Besides, the one that hit that guy was a big truck, not their police car.

"Is it really because of stealing? I heard that the owner died miserably."

"Well..."

“Hi Hi!”

“…”

Lake looked at Kassel who suddenly made a sound interrupting their conversation.

Kassel's eyes twitched: "My daughter doesn't need to know about that person's death."

Alexis looked at Kassel: "Please, Daddy, you should know that the deaths in the books you wrote are not only curious but also exaggerated."

"But I'm virtual and unreal."

“…”

Alexis had no choice but to spread his hands towards Lake: "Look, my dad is like this, not as enlightened as Uncle Lake."

Lake laughed.

The twitching at the corners of Kassel's eyes became more and more serious.

Just then.

Lake's eyes fell on a report in the newspaper in Alexhis's hand and blinked.

After supper.

Lake returned home, poured out a Borbonne from the wine cabinet behind the bar, and looked at the New York Evening News on the bar.

Turn on.

Lake found the news he just saw in Alexhis.

It is the entertainment section of the New York Evening News.

It tells the story of Tony Stark, a famous New York playboy, who took a dozen vases to a private island in the Pacific for entertainment vacation.

Of course.

This is not the point.

The point is that, according to the newspaper, Tony Stark was already on that private island on Christmas Eve and was not yet witnessed at the New York airport.

Then the question arises.

If Tony Stark was on a private island at the time, who was the Tony Stark who attended the NYPD fundraising party?

A stand-in?

Lake frowned.

Brooklyn!

Detective Joe Martinez is having dinner at home with her husband, John Martinez.

John Martinez is an interior designer and is well-known in New York. John has always been proud of his wife being a New York police detective.

This is also why the two have been married for almost two years and Joe has not yet had a child. According to Joe, she hopes to become a New York detective before the child is born.

After dinner.

Joe returned to her study and flipped through the files brought back from the New York Police Department, intending to start from scratch to see if she was missing anything.

Now all the clues seem to have entered a dead end.

The federal agent who participated in the Howard Stark case died half a month after the interview. Now the only person who is likely to know the name of the child at the scene was also coincidentally dead.

Joe doesn't believe it's a coincidence.

There must be a huge conspiracy in this.

and……

Joe remembered her conversation with Lake.

"Did you send this video to the FBI?"

"Um."

Joe frowned. Could it be that, as Lake thought, the FBI was involved in the death plot against Howard Stark and his wife?

Just then.

Dongdong!

Qiao came back to his senses and looked at her husband John who was standing at the door of the study.

John raised a small package on his hand: "I just forgot to tell you that in the afternoon, a package from you was sent here."

pack?

Joe got up and kissed John: "I don't remember anything I bought."

John shrugged and handed the package to Joe: "Anyway, the recipient is yours, I will put it at the door when I come back in the afternoon."

"Yeah?"

"Um."

Joe looked at the package in his hand and frowned. After a while, Joe's eyes suddenly lit up and he said to John: "My new evidence."

Said.

Jo hurried to the desk and looked for something like a paper cutter.

Seeing this, John shrugged, too lazy to ask anything, so he turned around and walked towards the living room. There will be a live broadcast of rugby tonight, and John doesn't want to miss it.

Sigh.

In the study, after Qiao opened the package with a paper cutter, he saw a red mobile USB flash drive quietly placed in the package.

Could this be...

Qiao suddenly seemed to think of something in his heart.

Three minutes later.

Joe connected the blue-looking mobile USB drive to the computer.

Open.

A video format file appears on the USB drive.

Qiao looked at the lonely file on the USB flash drive, silently recited God's blessing in his heart, and then chose to play.

The video file is pitch black.

Only dialogue.

and……

It seems that the follow-up content of the video sent to the mail.

"…Mr. Ralph, then do you remember what the boy's name is?"

"Know."

"Call……"

Buzz!

Qiao's eyes turned dark for a moment, not because the picture ended here, but because of a power outage.

"John."

Qiao stood up, walked outside in the moonlight, calling out his husband's name downstairs.

Just then.

"Hi! Who are you..."

"puff!"

"Dong!"

The moment Qiao heard the gunshots downstairs, his eyes shrank and his hands touched his waist.

but……

Touched a blank space.

Only then did Qiao remember that after he returned home, he would take down the gun and put it back in the bedroom.

Shet.

Qiao quickly turned around the study room, put away the blue USB flash drive, and then prepared to go back to the bedroom to get the gun.

Just the moment you go out.

Joe's movement stopped.

"puff!"
Chapter completed!