"Forget it, it's useless to bother with you."

Solan waved his hand and overshadowed the previous question: "Sherley, let me introduce you now. This is the partner of our investigation mission, my old lover, Selena Quinn. Of course, she now lives in the Medina community on the east shore of Lake Washington, Seattle."

Selena stood halfway through the stairs, wearing sexy boots and black leggings, a short blue denim paired with a red jacket, a slightly wider collar on her chest, and a deep V-shaped collar that could be seen in the deep valley. She gracefully put on the handrail, gently put on the black hair in front of her forehead, and nodded at Shirley.

"Officer Harber, don't be nervous. Although you have entered a world that does not belong to you, it depends entirely on the abducted behavior of this bastard. I will not be bad for you, right? Dear Officer Solan Adams?"

When she didn't know what expression she should make, she just smiled. Sherry forced her to pull the corner of her mouth, which was the limit.

She was very eye-opening today. It turned out that Solan really had an Asian ex-girlfriend, and this person was not only beautiful, but also had a charming figure, but also had a queen-like temperament. She was obviously a just Seattle policeman, but now she was looked down on like this and felt a very strong pressure.

Well, are there 107 competitors of the same type?

Ah, bah, what kind of competition is not?

The flashing eyes entered Selena's eyes, and she showed a meaningful smile.

"Shut up, go downstairs, sit down, and start chatting."

Solan didn't even have a nonsense plan. He pressed Shirley's shoulder and moved her away from Selena's gaze. The petite Shirley's feet were hung in the air, and Solan grabbed her shoulder and lifted her head, and her head was not parallel to him. He screamed, so fast that he didn't even react. Shirley was stunned to find out why he suddenly had a phantom moved?

Selena snorted lightly, a smile hanged on the corner of her mouth, and her long black boots swayed her plump buttocks, and she walked down the stairs lightly.

At that time, Shirley could have reacted: "Soran!? What do you think you are doing? Unloading goods at the dock!?"

Solan whispered his forehead; Selena smiled happily, found a sofa and sat down, and raised her legs: "Relax, my good sister, relax. The world is so wonderful, but you are so irritable, this is not good, not good."

Shirley wanted to continue to get angry, but she didn't look like this even if she was lightweight, but she immediately paused, her face turned solemn, and nodded with a very shameful face: "Well, ahem, you're right, thank you, Selena, the reminder is very good."

In this way, Selena smiled even more happily.

"What's the matter?"

Solan was in a state of great worries, and always felt that the interaction between the two women was a little tricky, but it seemed nothing: "Anyway, let's take a look at the situation. This empty jar was originally filled with a bunch of damn nematodes."

He kicked the empty coffee can on the ground: "The nematode will not die because of the death of the puppet master, but it will definitely lose its vitality, just like the autumn grasshopper, until it penetrates into the body of a creature. I cannot guarantee that when the puppet master is burned to death, all the nematodes he sprinkled out, but those sporadic little guys will not turn the parasitic animals into zombies, which is confirmed."

Why are you so sure?

As Shirley listened to these words, she wanted to ask a lot of questions. Although she fell asleep after a while, she was at the scene at the time. But seeing Selena just listening in thought, she thought about it and felt that it would be better to be silent.

"And now, let's try to open another can."

Seeing Solan bent down and picked up a can, Shirley quickly rushed to another sofa, and regardless of this, Selena chuckled silently.

With a bang, Solan opened the can with conventional means. Of course, the quick-drinking coffee at room temperature would not have a fragrance, but instead, two milky white nematodes rushed to poke out!

"Wow!"

Shirley forgot how good her vision is. Even if she sat far away, she had a score of 10 meters and 95 rings. It was not easy to see this scene clearly? It was like an old Indian man playing a flute. The two worms swaying their small waist even leaned out!

“Fake.”

Solan is the closest one, and his vision is a hundred times better than Shirley. He held the coffee can and stared at the two cospy cobras bastards. Even though he didn't get goosebumps, the corners of his mouth were twisted violently.

“Hohuhuhuhuhahahahaha~”

However, Selena let out a barbell laugh, regardless of her elegance, but she was so happy that she was: "Drink, drink, drink quickly. Dear, huh haha, dear, I promise you that if you dare to drink this can of coffee, I will dance for you on the spot!"

What kind of dance will be, of course it goes without saying, but don’t look at Solan staring at the two bugs, he is not getting caught: “Damn Las Vegas is full of things, I’ll drink it to see? Damn it, I’m sick.”

But the even more terrifying thing is still behind. Solan just hates this creature, and Shirley is really afraid of insects. She pinched her fingers and pinched the two living worms, then watched their bodies swaying constantly, and even rolled them around her fingers.

"Well sorry, um!"

Shirley covered her mouth and rushed out of the house.

This kind of thing is indeed not something that any ordinary person can accept quickly, let alone a little girl of twenty years old. Solan expressed his understanding, and Selena also took a little serious, and asked him to put all the nematodes he took out. Of course, as for whether there is anyone using this plastic box in the future, maybe Martha Walker would do it.

"It's full of vitality, just like an ordinary person drinking Red Bull."

Solan grinned and stared at the box to draw a conclusion. The visual effect was really numb. He only looked at it for a few times and stopped looking at it. He only wanted to look at Selena opposite the table: "And there were twenty pieces in a jar. What does this mean?"

At that time, Shirley, who had vomited, returned to the house, but she was definitely keeping a distance from the coffee table.

"Pena captive" Selena's tone seemed to sing an opera: "It is impossible to sell it to others to drink. In addition, the news you provided said that there were a large number of coffees in Walker's beef shop, but this was not discovered at that time, right?"

Solan frowned and pondered for a moment, and murmured: "Let's put together the puzzle."

He gently gestured in the air, pieced together invisible clues: "Coffee is suspected to contain banned additives, and the global drinkers are irritable. This is the information you gave me. Then here, there are examples from the University of Washington nearby. Second, the Walker couple deliberately soaked the worms in the coffee. No matter where they got the worms, no matter where they came from, the idea came from, and the result was that these bastards were really energetic now."

He put down his hand, his fingers drooped to the plastic box, and twenty worms raised their heads in one go, and the round mouthpiece was wide open, with sharp teeth spreading all over the tiny.

"I discovered some tricks when dealing with those bullshit murders earlier. Those dead who turned into zombies did have some hard relationships with coffee in terms of professionalism or in some relationships. Even the night security guard at the first time in Union Lake Park, my mother held Nestle every day to drink."

"that"

When Solan was silent again, Shirley said softly: "It's already very late now. I feel like I don't have to stay here for the time being. Sir, please let me go home first?"

At that time, twenty nematodes were still coiling in the plastic box, wriggling endlessly. Solan moved his fingers away, watched them brush their heads down, and began to try to crawl out of the box.

"Yes, you'd better go home first."

He flicked his fingers three times in the air, and the air waves made the nematode roll back into the box. He nodded to Shirley from afar and said, "I will continue to go to work at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, so have a good rest."

It was as if she was granted a general amnesty. Shirley nodded reluctantly, and she was too lazy to look at Selena again, said a hasty goodbye, and ran out of the house quickly.

Seeing that she forgot to close the door, Selena chuckled and glanced at her charming eyes: "So, So, Solan?"

Before the following text was released, Su Lan had lowered her head and rolled her eyes.

"That's right, that's the type I like, and I'll take her tomorrow and give birth to a monkey the day after tomorrow. OK, I'll complete half of your words and the answers you want. Now work quickly, let's talk about it carefully, how to deal with this bastard!"

In this way, Selena nodded with satisfaction: "I know I am better than you, okay, let's talk."
Chapter completed!