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On the way back, Simon kept asking, "What did you see?"

Wen Mingli glanced at him and didn't speak.

A familiar silhouette.

Wen Mingli suspected that Shang Jing had come with her, but felt that it was unlikely. One was that Shang Jing would have at least two bodyguards to accompany her when she traveled abroad. After going abroad, the battle would only be greater if she was in an unfamiliar environment. They were like her inheriting property. The additional halo, it is impossible to leave the body.The other is that according to Shang Jing's personality, wouldn't she rush forward when she saw herself with someone else?Why don't you order the bodyguards to come over and beat him up?It's not like her anymore.

Her desire to possess and control is infinitely magnified due to the blessing of wealth. —No one stopped it, because it was just a small hobby for them.Compared to the second generation who took drugs, dragged cars, played with beautiful men/women, gambled... She can still go to school to earn money, isn't it very inspirational?

Wen Mingli knew very clearly that they were not in the same class, Shang Jing was the second generation trained by the consortium, and she was just an ordinary person.From the top down, she is an ant.Maybe she has a stunning face, but this face has never brought her any help, but instead caused a lot of rotten love affairs.

Love is just a pastime for them... Shang Jing is not the first, but maybe it won't be the last.

Apart from being different in gender, what is the difference between Shang Jing's predatory nature and them?Would a normal person pursue and influence a woman of a different sexual orientation regardless of the consequences and without any anxiety?

But no matter how much hypnosis is used to build her mentally, she still can't get rid of her influence during the days when she came back. Sometimes when she pours hot water with a glass, she seems to feel the lip prints on the edge of the glass.She protected herself with the love Shang Jing gave her, and successfully left her. Was she not wrong?Who can blame her?She belongs to herself.But I don't know if it's because of Shang Jing's illness, she often feels a little guilty from the bottom of her heart when she looks at everything she is familiar with in Los Angeles.

Love is mutual. When you look at your lover, you can definitely feel whether you are loved. That's why she can deceive Shang Jing... Wen Mingli has to admit that she was moved, but she didn't like Shang Jing as much, so It's also easier to leave.Love is a trap, she doesn't want to step into it, and doesn't want her to fall deeper and deeper.

Time can smooth everything out.

Seeing that Alice didn't follow, Mother Wen had no patience with Simon, so she asked the siblings to go to the supermarket to buy wood paint before the Christmas holiday - the wooden floor of the balcony on the second floor has begun to fade, but cleaning, drying, and repeating The process of color complementing was cumbersome and tiring. She was reluctant to do it at old John's age, and it was too expensive to hire workers, so she kept leaving it there.

There is no pregnant woman, and the two children can work as soon as they come back.

Simon pushed the cart to look at the long-rod roller brush. He said, "How about this one? It doesn't cost you to stand up and brush." ​​Wen Mingli: "Okay, take another small brush, this one should not be able to brush the cracks in the wood." She remembered that she needed color-preserving oil to complement the color. Wen Mingli asked the supermarket staff, "Where is the color-preserving oil?"

The employee pointed to the left hand side, and Wen Mingli saw that Simon was still weighing tools from time to time and planned to go by himself.

She walked through the towering shelves towards the paint area. This supermarket has a lot of items and large portions. It is very popular with nearby residents. It is crowded with people near the holidays, and it looks like a domestic one.Wen Mingli borrowed the way all the way and crossed to the food area. There were obviously more people here, including children. She hid in the shelf at the next corner, and there was a big bag of flour next to it.

She was holding a self-defense electric baton at her waist, which she would carry with her when she could not carry a gun. The power was not strong, but the severe pain could at least make an adult man lose his movement for 30 seconds.In fact, at this time, it is more appropriate to call the police or seek help from others, but she knows it is useless. The police can at most help her apply for a restraining order. Ten meters away, the stalker can even follow her home without breaking the law.

She likes to do it once and for all.

She's a woman, she's just acting in self-defense.

Wen Mingli always felt that holding a gun in public was very dangerous before, and she restrained herself, but now when she squatted on the shelf to slow down her breathing and guard against stalkers, she felt that next time she would definitely load up the magazine and shoot at his gun first. Take a shot in the thigh, then cry and sound the siren.

Passing by a few people in front of the shelf, she could see their feet with her head down. Their pace was normal and there was no roundabout pause. They should be normal customers.At this time, a pair of feet wearing sneakers with two stripes came over. He almost wiped the soles of his feet on the ground. It seemed that the size of the shoes was not low, but there was almost no sound when they landed. He was walking towards this side!

Wen Mingli held his breath, and when he walked over step by step, she saw his face clearly, a stranger, a white man.

She was about to pull out the electric baton, and a dark elbow strangled his neck from behind. The white man began to scratch at the shelves on both sides with both hands. That arm exerted strength quietly, and she could almost see the blue veins and knotted muscles.In less than five seconds, the white man's face had already turned red due to the congestion, and he was gasping hissingly. If he could speak at this time, he would definitely kneel down and beg for mercy.

Wen Mingli hesitated for a while, still feeling that his friend was more likely than a pervert, so he lightly jumped off the shelf while holding onto the board.

acquaintance.

When bodyguard A saw her, his arm relaxed unconsciously. The white man took this opportunity to scream and broke his arm, but his voice was blocked, and the sound he made was only breathless. Bodyguard A strangled him hard, but he didn't insist After a few seconds, his body went limp and he passed out.

Bodyguard A dragged him to the back of the shelf with one hand and covered his face with a flour bag.Then he came over and said, "Miss Wen."

There was a sound outside the shelf, a burst of noise, someone took the flour, Wen Mingli's face was just exposed, she smiled at the opposite side, and the person bowed his head and smiled politely and left.

Wen Mingli said: "Just let him lie here?" Did he faint?

Bodyguard A looked calm, and he said, "Someone will come to deal with it. Have you bought your things yet? Shall I take you back?"

"No, my younger brother is with me." Wen Mingli said with a complex expression, "When did you come here?" Bodyguard A stood by with his hands tied at this moment and became a gourd.It seems that it has been a while, and she hadn't noticed it before.

Wen Mingli changed the question: "When did this person start following me?"

"You were on your way back from Devonshire."

Road trip because see her alone?

Bodyguard A: "But he seems to have noticed that you were holding a gun and was very cautious along the way." There is still a gun in Old John's tool room. Although he is old, he still looks very strong. This man dare not start.

Only then did Wen Mingli feel a sense of fear. Mother Wen doesn't have a gun license, and she doesn't know how to use a gun. If this person can follow her all the time, won't he break into the house?Take advantage of Mother Wen's orders?She looked at the man with only two feet covered by the flour sack in the back of the shelf, and really wanted to shoot him. If she said that she was facing coercion, she would only be fined [-] hours of community service for shooting and killing people... …

But her gun wasn't there, and it wasn't in the right place.

What a pity.

Wen Mingli said: "Thank you very much today." Before she left, she couldn't help asking: "Did you follow me when I went to the beach to do business that day?" Bodyguard A nodded his head.

Wen Mingli sat on the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. Simon said, "What did you go shopping for?"

Broken, color-preserving oil.She was about to open the car door and get out of the car, but Simon stopped her and said, "It's getting dark, so hurry back and come back tomorrow."

When I went home and told Mother Wen, she walked to the dining table with the dumplings, and said relaxedly, "I thought I missed something. There are plenty at home. Let's work hard tomorrow."

Wen Mingli received a call from the police station the next day, and the policewoman said: "The lawyer has submitted the evidence, and we are now filing a case for investigation. Miss Connie, I hope you can come and recount yesterday's incident face-to-face." Looking downstairs, Simon was pulling the water hose to wash the car, and Spike was lying on the side watching the water column eager to try.

She said, "Doesn't the police department close for Christmas?"

The policewoman gave a wry smile and repeated, "Do you have time today? We can send the suspect for trial as soon as possible after the process is completed."

"it is good."

The police station is [-] kilometers away from here. Simon is washing her Toyota. Wen Mingli can only ask Old John to borrow the key. Since he is going to drive his car, he can't hide it. Old John clapped her hands after listening shoulder, he said, "It's a good thing Connie didn't try to hide it from me." He had lived in Rowland Heights for so many years, and had dealt with the police several times, and he said, "Should I hire a lawyer?" His tone made him even more want to smash that man's head with a gun.

Wen Mingli said: "It's okay, Dad will go with me, I won't be afraid."

There were three lawyers sitting in the police station, one younger was the suspect's defense lawyer, and the other two were an American and an Asian. They were sitting closer, and they were on the same front.

A lawyer with an Asian face came over to shake hands with the two, and Wen Mingli introduced, "John, my father."

Wang Chaode said, "Hello, sir, let's sit down and chat."

Wang Chaode is Shang Jing's usual lawyer, and he is better at handling economic cases and taxation. He has not traveled for many years, and this time he contacted an old friend to start investigating David when he first entered the country.

David, male, Mexican, 32 years old this year, has been charged with five counts of dangerous driving and personal injury in Texas. Wang Chaode said: "Attorney Cooper suspects that he has something to do with a rape case in his early years. , is now applying for DNA comparison, and it will take some time to go through the procedure."

In short, David was a repeat offender.

His lawyers were ready before he entered Rowland Heights.

Now he is standing arrogantly on the interrogation table with handcuffs and feet, and the young lawyer is frowning and negotiating with the police.On the contrary, he folded his arms indifferently, and occasionally said aloud following the lawyer's explanation, "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."