This is not ......" Yan Shu stared at it, and his face is a pathetic state,** obovate oval-shaped, emerald green in general, this is not the world, one of the most rare flowers - green rose?
Rare flowers, one is expensive, not to mention he has stepped over his legs.
"I'm sorry!" Screamed panic Yan Shu, rise suddenly to the eyes of a pair of lavender.
"Well ... uh ..."
He has looked at each other a long time, bloody sunset dip his dazzling blond hair, as Bacchus superior appearance, Yan Shu's eyes staring at him, never seen such a look - the passionate fire, and Shining like a cold.
People just know what to do!
"See your face,you should know how to spend it?" The other a low voice spoke, saying that is fluent in English.
Yan Shu speechless, his cheeks burning, staring at the ground was still printed his shoe print in the Rose **, side feel guilty, he has also anxious to go hunt down criminals!
Each other's eyes moved to the strip and special hand-left hand of the runner [Baidu] gun, recognized it was the police hand [Baidu] gun, frown.
Building on top of the gun [Baidu] firearms shooting training room, down a two-tier database of criminal offenders and laboratories, Yan Shu's office in the Twelve Towers, but at the moment, for the murder and police were all run around together □□ysis of the case.
Headed by Liangbinbanbai strong build, was a hero medal of John Cross Drive Secretary.
"As you have heard ......" Leif Secretary spoke, the Adam's apple thick solid tail dragging dignified: "That is a different thing stolen fake, a professor in Turkey has confirmed the museum, the glass is still the real thing the showroom. "
Office in a stunned, who was shot fake worthless three?
"That is ...... the answer may be on tonight, stuff stolen?" Simon said thoughtfully: "But we can not yet know what that is?"
"It should also cultural." Red hair hands of the investigators looked at the data, said Neil.
"Yan Interpol, how do you see?" Leif Simon, the Secretary turned around and asked sitting next to a window near the building Shu Yan Zi.
Yan Shu holding Parker pens, eye artifacts from the photos on the desktop away: "I agree with Simon's view, what is the key stolen tonight."
"Do not you think it might be fake?" Leif Secretary asked.
Yan Shu shook his head,卡埃尔迪夫 not steal fake, he does not understand before, why not before the different cultural 卡埃尔迪夫 first step, he figured out.
Yan Shu however, did not think the reason why he said it, Leif Secretary asked, he replied intuition.
"Intuition?"
Leif Secretary apparently did not like the answer, he frowned, tough broad back office chair by the by, although the Secretary recognized Leif Yan exceptional detection capacity, does not appreciate his "thinks Ran" character.
But keep the police is almost waist-long hair, unauthorized modification of his gun rationing, also turned a blind eye on the boss's warning, if possible, Leif hope that the headquarters transferred to the Secretary, is a very discipline [Baidu] law of soldiers.
作者有话要说:He has looked at each other a long time, bloody sunset dip his dazzling blond hair, as Bacchus superior appearance, Yan Shu's eyes staring at him, never seen such a look - the passionate fire, and Shining like a cold.
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