"I doubt he's a gentleman."
Bright said to Hodge.
By this time, twelve hours had passed since Brett's trip to the café last night. Hodge tested the detective, but the other party was tight-lipped about what happened that night, so Hodge took the initiative to come to Brett the next day.
Brett was not surprised that Hodge knew where he lived. People in the inner city are always well informed. Maybe someone is watching him through the camera at this very moment. MMP! Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable, but fortunately there is no bathroom, which saves him the last trace of decency.
Brett poured a glass of water for Hodge and put it on the table in front of him, a little embarrassed: "I haven't gone out to purchase yet." He and the little wolf had a casual fight yesterday and morning, and used up what was already in the house. In stock, I plan to buy it at night, but I didn't expect a guest to come.
Hodge asked about Brett's roommate, and the man replied that the little werewolf played games all night last night and was sleeping in his room.
Hodge nodded slightly to show that he knew. He pretended to be concerned but inquired: "I heard that someone is interested in you. I will come and see when I receive the news."
The brown eyes stared at him for a while, the inside was obscure, and Hodge's heart skipped a beat. Just when he almost thought those eyes could see through his soul, Brett thanked him for his concern, and said, "I did meet you yesterday." to someone special."
"Oh?" Hodge raised his eyebrows.
Brett sat across from him and told him in detail about his experience in the cafe yesterday.
Ever since entering that cafe, Brett felt a sense of disobedience, as if he had returned to the peaceful world based on the core values of socialism. coffee shop. Among the drink items in the store, he only recognizes one type of Italian, and can't tell the difference between latte and mocha. As for caramel macchiato, cappuccino and so on, it's hard for him who is at the fourth or sixth level. But since there is free Wifi, it's there to kill time.
This delusion lasted only for a moment, and Brett knew very well that he could not go back.
Just like his attitude towards Hodge before, those who are close to him make him feel dangerous, and those who are far away from him make him feel at ease.
The atmosphere of this cafe is too alluring and suits his wishes so much that it makes him wary. After all, there are no fairy tales in this world, and they often smear him with malice.
However, because of his nostalgia for the time hidden deep in his memory, he showed his true emotions, which was in line with the other party's expectations, and probably satisfied the spider that wove the web, causing it to show its feet and be discovered by him up.
On the surface, Brett was immersed in a cozy atmosphere, his cock was already tense, and when he was being tempted by the curly-haired youth, he was silently evaluating him.
Own private property, open a coffee shop in a mid-to-high-end community, and come from at least affluent.
Read books, don't take crash course education, have time for entertainment, add a word "very" in front of wealth.
Full marks for etiquette, it is not the etiquette of the waiter's induction training, but the old-fashioned British gentleman's politeness and alienation. Although the other party has packaged this well with a warm and enthusiastic smile, the underlying things will not change.
Brett adjusted the opponent's positioning again.
He had a wild guess that the café owner might be the third inner city guy he'd met.
The word "inner city man" was enough to sound the alarm in his whole body, and he took a more cautious attitude.
The curly-haired youth said to Bright: "I hope that every guest who comes here can get a proper rest, relax and enjoy a moment of peace."
Brett smiled. He had always been silent and introverted, but now his expression softened a little. He didn't continue to talk to him, and the other party was not in a hurry. He went back to his seat and continued to read.
After slowly finishing his coffee and sitting for a while, Brett got up and went to pay the bill.
However, the system prompts that the payment failed.
Brett: "??" Although I expected something to go wrong, I didn't expect that my setting would actually be to eat the overlord's meal. He looked at the shopkeeper in embarrassment, asking with his eyes if there was a solution to the problem.
There was a trace of vigilance in the eyes of the curly-haired young man, and he was still very polite to him. After all, this is a community, and ordinary cheaters cannot enter. He comforted and said, "It may be a problem with the equipment in the store. Let me check."
After the system self-inspection, it showed that everything was normal. The expression of the curly-haired young man changed, but he said helplessly, "Let's call the security guard to solve it."
Brett secretly wanted to run away and repay his debts, so that the other party's play could not continue. Smile.
Wanting to figure out what tricks the other party was playing, the man sighed, he had to remove his disguise and reveal his true face, the other party exclaimed, as if he had just recognized him. "Are you the... 199 from Real Killer? Brian or Blake?"
"It's Brett." The man nodded and admitted his identity, and sincerely said that it was his first time to use the bracelet, and he really didn't know what went wrong. If necessary, he could contact the program team.
The vigilance of the curly-haired young man disappeared, and he showed a reassured look. He said with some joy: "This makes sense. Occasionally, there will be problems when using the mobile phone for the first time. These machines are always not so smart. Let's try again." This time, there was a response that lived up to expectations. The machine reminded that it needed to wait for a third-party authorization and manual verification, which took about half an hour.
"Please wait a little longer, aren't you busy?" the curly-haired youth said, "Sorry for doubting you just now,"
"It's okay." Brett smiled understandingly, and had to sit back and wait for the verification to be completed.
The curly-haired young man stayed behind and greeted him, "I made a beef and vegetable roll earlier, as an apology for doubting you just now." Bright refused, but the other party insisted, so he accepted the offer, and the young man refilled another glass for Bright Coffee, this time he didn't leave immediately, but naturally sat down in front of Brett.
Brett had to feel that the other party was clever, and approached him calmly, in the least suspicious way.
Pick-up skills at full level. The detective chatted with Brett. He is knowledgeable, witty, and good at speaking. Even if Brett knew that his motives were not pure, he had to admit that the other party was a very good person to talk to. With just the right touch, it can easily open a person's heart and get everything he wants.
Brett pretended to enjoy the conversation without noticing the passage of time, and the curly-haired youth also had the same purpose. In fact, long ago, the instrument showed that the payment was successful. Chat with Brett all over the place.
The two had a lot of conversations. When Bright was about to leave, the other party was still reluctant to part with him. He half-sold and gave away a lot of food, and Bright packed everything back, most of which went into the little wolf's stomach.
After talking about his own experience, Bright concluded: "I'm not sure what he wants from me. He said that the cafe hired a clerk to manage it. As the owner, he would come here occasionally. I am welcome to go often and look forward to meeting next time. "
The two of them didn't seem to have a very fierce confrontation, but because of this, Hodge was very vigilant. The detective didn't play cards according to common sense, and he couldn't walk when he saw an interesting puzzle. It didn't matter even if the sky fell and the earth fell. Stubborn, but superior intelligence, such a character is really difficult to deal with.
Hodge fell into deep thought. He didn't know the detective's exact thoughts, but one thing was for sure: his original plan succeeded. In the limited time, the detective failed to detect anything here with Bright, and his vest was still intact. exist.
On the one hand, this is a good thing, and Hodge felt a burst of joy after teaching that arrogant guy a lesson; on the other hand, he smelled a dangerous breath, and the detective would maintain a strong interest in Brett, coveting secretly, trying to rob him toys.
Hodge felt annoyed for a while, and felt angry with Brett, why did he draw attention for nothing...
Brett: Blame me for being too good.
Before Hodge realized that his idea was unreasonable, crossed out, and unreasonable, Brett lowered his voice and said to him: "I doubt he is a gentleman."
"..." Huo Qi was in a complicated mood. He felt a sense of irony and anger at the same time. He wanted to yell at the man who was kept in the dark: I am your enemy! Take back your attention from people who don't matter! You just have to look at me and hate me.
The noble didn't realize that his purpose had shifted unknowingly, from being a fool to fool a man to attracting his attention.
On the other side, taking Hodge's silence as encouragement, Brett described the appearance of the curly hair, looked expectantly at Hodge, and asked him to help judge.
"He's not a gentleman."
Brett was stunned, unable to accept such a decisive denial. He believed that some characteristics of the curly-haired youth were completely in line with the villain in his impression: "He is cunning, insidious, pervasive, good at digging out people's secrets, grasping people's weaknesses, and analyzing them. , use them, and make the enemy worry and fear, and he finds satisfaction in them."
Hodge: "..." The evaluation was so accurate, he didn't even know what to say.
"Just these, can't explain anything."
"I have a hunch that the other party is very dangerous, and he is testing me, studying me, and seems to want to dissect me, let me show him from the inside out, unreservedly." What a freak! The more I think about it, the more I think it is!
Hodge remained silent.
"Why do you care so much about 'gentleman'?" This was the second time Brett asked himself this title, and Hodge decided not to miss this opportunity to press for the truth.
Thanks to the detective, he hasn't seen Bright for the past few days. He took the opportunity to carefully investigate who leaked his title. There are no armed personnel or medical personnel under him. If it is not from his side, then it is the program crew. Yes, since it is the director's territory after all, he can't directly intervene. Currently, he only locked down the suspects, and didn't investigate them one by one. He planned to do it secretly. In addition, there is another way to pry open Brett's mouth.
Bright answered this time: "He's the enemy."
"Enemy", Hodge chewed the word repeatedly in his mouth.
This description is very subtle.
Not "enemies", but "enemies", the hostile party, tends to be described objectively, without emotions such as hatred.
It is highly likely that Brett has not connected the "gentleman" with the person who tortured him several times.
What's your secret
And you who regard me as an enemy, what camp do you come from
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