Wine and Gun

His car was parked across from the gates of the Westland Police Department, right in front of the dark alley where Bob Langdon once dumped his body, and the WLPD office building was always lit because there was always a murder in the city is happening.

Hunter waited at the door for more than 20 minutes, and the man he was waiting for arrived late, with a sticky sandwich from the vending machine in his hand, and after Hunter honked his horn for the first time, he pointed at him. The direction of the car came.

Hunter listened to the front passenger's door being pulled open and slammed: Officer Bull got into his car.

Officer Bull was a strong man two meters tall. As soon as he got into the car, Hunter heard the chassis squeak and sink; Bull's big hands were holding the sandwich he bought from the vending machine. It looks like holding a plastic toy from the house.

And the man who couldn't beat Hunter at first sight was asking gruffly, "What do you have to do with me?"

Hunter asked a friend of his at the police station before he came to WLPD - all bounty hunters have one or two friends at the police station - his friend said that Dr. Bucks and Amarette were concerned about the river The dumping case was a cross-state case, so it was taken over by the FBI.

It was originally Bull's case, but it was transferred to the police officer Hardy who cooperated with the BAU. Bull was very dissatisfied: he still wanted a chance to show his face in front of the BAU agents, because if he could enter the FBI through screening, The future is much brighter than being a little policeman in Westland.

Hunter is keenly aware that this fact has value to him, which is why he endured leg pains to come to the police station at night to see Bull.

Westland's bounty hunters have a privately circulated list, the "List of Cooperative Officers," and on this list, Bart Hardy has always been at the top of the list. Officer Hardy is good at listening to bounty hunters and respects the way they work, but he's also very, very sharp. Hunter doesn't think he can hide what he wants to do next, and he doesn't want to take such a risk. .

And Officer Bull is very low on the list, because he actually despises bounty hunters in his heart - but as Albarino Bacques said, Officer Bull was previously in charge of the river dumping case, Also as Albarino said, Officer Bull's brain is not very good.

Although he really hates bounty hunters, he certainly won't refuse good things that come to his door. For example, Hunter is now planning to hand over the findings of Dr. Bacchus and Armalite's investigation unethically, which is the last resort he can only take when he has no choice.

"That's it," Hunter said cautiously, "are you in charge of a case of dumping corpses in a river recently?"

As he expected, Bull snorted angrily: "Don't fucking mention it, the FBI people got involved in that case, and they had to ask Hardy to take charge of the case. I am now running errands for Hardy."

"That's really bad," Hunter said slowly, "after all I've heard that Officer Hardy's case rate isn't that good either: the pianist and the gardener are in his hands, not the two cases. any progress."

"The woman from the state university only cooperated with him, and she didn't like the case that he had a pianist and a gardener in his hands; he had a profiler who resigned from BAU, and of course the detection rate was higher than others. FBI That McArd had a crush on him for that reason." Bull tutted viciously, "Fuck, I asked that bitch for a murder before, she shut me out, what did she say?" Nothing challenging'-"

Hunter coughed softly, preventing the entire conversation from detracting from the denigration of Olga Molozze.

"You also have some ways of putting Hardy on the line in this case," Hunter said cryptically. "I can offer some options."

Officer Bull looked at Hunter suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

"You know I'm very interested in homicides." Hunter said, hearing the other party couldn't hide his disdainful snort, yes, he has various nicknames in WLPD, what mad Hunter, Hunter Hunter the hunter), he's used to it.

So Hunter continued without hindrance: "Anyway, I was also investigating this dumping case some time ago, and there was some progress."

Sure enough, although Bull looked at him with suspicion, his eyes seemed to have a more eager look, and he asked eagerly, "What's the progress?"

—Hunter grinned and made an explicit gesture of counting money.

"This," he said slowly, deliberately, "is for a fee."

Albarino looked down at Herstal slowly wrapping the bandage on his hand, and then asked, "Why didn't you ask the other day?"

"Because I guess you won't answer me if I ask, so it doesn't make sense." Herstal wrapped the bandage, and it was hard to see that it had been untied. Herstal straightened, leaned back in his chair, and drank the rest of the glass in one gulp.

Albarino was silent for a moment, and then asked again, "Then why are you willing to ask now? Does the wine raise your expectations for my moral sense, or does it numb the part of your central nervous system that is responsible for feeling disappointment?"

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