On the weekend, before I woke up, I felt something climbing onto my bed. When I was sleepy, I was just smiling at myself when I was smiling.

So he turned his head and looked at the bedside time, and asked at 8:00: "What's wrong, my little princess?"

Jisty's big eyes flashed and blinked, and she was in an excited state, her mouth was about to fall to the back of her head...

"You have to say something, Jisty, I've been looking at the serial killer recently. You always laugh at me so excitedly. Why do I always think you want to kill me?" He put his head on the pillow over the weekend and told him weakly. He had not woken up yet.

Yoda walked over from the corridor and leaned against the door and said, "That depends on whether you have returned to fulfill your promise."

“What promise?”

Weekend stared at me and didn't understand what Yoda meant.

Yoda immediately changed his attitude and said, "Did you forget what you said, who said that Jisty would be trained as a shooting athlete, and that you could take advantage of the convenience of the police station training base?"

"I……"

The weekend was silenced.

When he said this to Charlotte, there was no one downstairs?

It must be Gaia. Gaia must have not returned to her room at that time. However, in this room, Gaia has no secrets to Jisty, and Jisty will not keep a secret to Yoda. This is a complete food chain. At the other end of the food chain, he is himself, and he is ranked below Yoda. Roger is able to subdue Jisty again. Look, a cycle has appeared.

On the weekend, she climbed up from the bed in her underwear and walked to Yoda and said, "Do you know about Charlotte?"

"What's strange about Charlotte's existence? I seem to be earlier than you know, right?" Yoda answered indifferently, and then asked, "When are you going to take Jisty to the police station's training base? And Roger, haven't you always wanted him to be a policeman? Jisty has been looking forward to your vacation overlapping with hers."

On the weekend, I turned around and looked at Jisty. At that time, the smile on Jisty's face was gone. Her mouth was curved downwards, and her hands were holding her chest tightly, saying pitifully: "plea color~"

I held on for two seconds on the weekend and turned around and said, "You won."

“ye!!!”

Cheers rang in the bedroom on the weekend, and then walked towards Roger's room in his underwear on the weekend. When he pushed open the door and found that it was an empty room, he walked to the study. Sure enough, the guy was squatting among a pile of documents looking for clues.

When, when.

On the weekend, I stood at the entrance of the study and knocked on the door and said, "Roger. Go and change your clothes that can go out. I will take you and Jisty to the shooting range later."

Yoda looked at the direction of the weekend and asked, "Are you going to throw Gaia at home and just take them both?"

The weekend responded: "Why don't you make a louder sound? I think Gaia can't hear my bias at all." He explained: "Yoda, at this stage, I think the less skills Gaia has, the better. If I were to go to Disney today, I wouldn't leave anyone in this house."

At this moment, Roger said, "I won't go. Zhou, I feel like I'm about to find clues. It's just a little bit." Obviously, this guy is more interested in mental labor and lacks interest in shooting, just like on weekends.

Hearing this, he was a little lazy on the weekend. He walked back to the bedroom and said, "Jisty, Roger is not going to go to the shooting range with us. Are you still going?"

Jisty didn't hear the meaning of the words at all, and nodded excitedly and said, "Go!"

The rest is only a normal man rolling his eyes in a lazy state, and he hated himself for saying too much, and he had to give up the reluctance of being warm at home with Yoda.

After breakfast, I took Yoda out on the weekend and drove the SV. After the last assessment, I had not been to the training base for more than half a year, I went to the place he didn't like at all. And Jisty excitedly twisted the radio in the car. The little guy would sing any song she could sing, but the song was really unsatisfactory.

"Zhou? Did I see it wrong?"

The staff outside the parking lot of the police training base saw the parking lot swiping the card for the weekend and widened their eyes in surprise. In his impression, this hottest police detective in Los Angeles rarely went into such places. Otherwise, people here would not give the nickname "invisible man" to the weekend, because there are many legends on the weekend circulating in this training base full of police, but few people have seen him here, so...

"You read that right, Mr. Miller."

I really didn't want to say anything more on the weekend, so I responded casually and drove into the parking lot. Then, I stretched out a finger for Jisty to grab it and led the little girl out.

"Zhou, I heard someone talking bad about you behind your back."

In front of the training base registration desk, the moment when he received the gun with his policeman's certificate on weekends, he took Jisti to the shooting range with his policeman's certificate, the little girl pulled her fingers on weekends.

He stopped at a shooting position in the fixed target training ground over the weekend, held Jisty's shoulder and said, "What did they say?"

"They said that the detective with the worst shooting skills in Los Angeles has come to the training base. Could it be that his shame has awakened?"

"Also say you are, you are..."

Watching Jisty wait on the weekend, Jisty was just concerned about the face of the weekend, but now she can only say: "I also say that every time the police station goes on a mission, all colleagues have to be on guard against you first. When you see you have a gun, you have to hide first. Who knows if you will 'murder' them."

Jisty thought he would be very angry after hearing these words on the weekend. Unexpectedly, the answer was calm on the weekend: "It's normal."

"This is the shooting range. It's not the case-solving rate here, but the shooting technique. By the way, do you remember Chekov? It's the big man, he is the god here. Every time he appears here, everyone will stop his movements, and the entire shooting range will fall into silence. At that time, you will find that everyone is watching him, even if he is just tying his shoelaces. And I am more suitable for the crime scene. At the crime scene, everyone here has to listen to me." While speaking, he pinched Jisty's face over the weekend, pressed a bullet into the magazine, and said with a smile: "Come on, one shot at a time, don't expect me to give you one more bullet."

Jisty could not hide her excitement when she got the gun. Her little hands held the gun reluctantly. In that second, in Jisty's world, everything just now disappeared. The moment this little girl aimed at her with a gun, she thought that this gun was a huge monster to her on weekends...

bump!

One shot was shot out.

Jisty's hands were shaking very hard, and the height she raised was only a little higher than the platform in front of the shooting position...

But……

But……

bite.

A crisp sound came out from the shooting range, and the red indicator light behind the paper target suddenly lit up, which represented the ten rings!
Chapter completed!