I’m A Detective In The American Movie World

Chapter 292: Heartbroken

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"Sorry, that's my bestie. She just likes to joke. Don't take it seriously."

Phelan wiped his hands on his apron and explained with a smile to Coris.

Coris couldn't help but feel excited when he looked at Feilan, who was dressed in casual clothes and an apron, with her long blond hair combed up, making her look even more feminine. But when he saw the fresh strawberry marks on Feilan's fair neck, Coris's heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar again, and he couldn't help but feel cold...

Feilan noticed the strange look in Corris's eyes and reached out to touch his neck. Suddenly he remembered something and Teng's face turned red. He quickly raised his collar, lowered his head and said with a little embarrassment: "It's so late, if it's nothing important. Let’s talk about the matter tomorrow. We’ve been seeing each other for a long time, and I’m afraid she won’t be happy.”

The expression "he, she, it" in English is very clear.

Hearing Feilan's words, Corliss was like five thunderbolts, blasting open his Tianling Cap, hitting his heart directly, and smashing his heart to pieces.

"Her? Is she actually the one she's talking about?"

Corris was on the verge of tears.

"Am I actually going to lose to a woman?"

Wait...

Coris thought of Tina's hot figure, seductive face, and newly broken heart, and began to try to piece it together again.

If we could capture them both together...

"Feilan, actually, I have no prejudice against you. On the contrary..."

Corris had just finished speaking when Tina suddenly opened the window, stuck her head out, and said with a smile: "Xiao Lanlan, hurry up, my husband is still waiting for us to warm him up."

"Oh, Tina, what nonsense are you talking about in front of outsiders?"

Feilan's face was flushed, she ran over quickly, pushed Tina in with a smile, and then quickly closed the window.

When Feilan turned around and came back, he found that Coris's face had turned white, a pale white without a drop of blood.

"Husband? Outsider?"

Corris felt that he had finally pieced together a rough frame of the heart. After it was broken again, it was thrown into the garbage crusher and was directly crushed to pieces.

"Corris? Are you okay?"

Feilan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Corris's eyes. Looking at it, could it be a heart attack?

"Uh... I'm fine, really!"

Corliss covered his heart and almost gritted his back molars before speaking: "Actually, Feilan, I came here tonight mainly to ask you about the drawings of your father's mining of mines. Do you still have it at home?"

Feilan's expression changed and he asked hesitantly: "What do you want this for?"

Corris took a deep breath, tried hard to throw away the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, and said seriously: "Actually, the main reason why I came back this time is to rely on the knowledge I have learned and the work experience accumulated over the years. Digging for gold again."

Feilan shook his head: "Xiao Ke, after so many years, you still can't let go? Give up. We don't have a gold mine here. It was just a dream my father had back then, and it is impossible to realize it."

"No, you are wrong, Feilan." Corris said solemnly, "According to my estimation, there is definitely a mineral vein hidden in the mountains next to our town, and there is a 50% chance of it being a gold mine."

"Listen to what you said, it's both absolute and possible. Don't you think it's inconsistent?" Feilan sighed, "All the drawings of the mining back then are stored in the mayor's office. It just so happened that your aunt pulled Put is the assistant to the mayor, she has the key to the mayor’s office, just ask her to help.”

"Sorry, Xiaoke, I'm feeling a little unwell. I'm going back first. You... take care of yourself."

Feilan weakly waved his hand at Corliss and turned to leave.

Looking at Feilan's somewhat lonely back, Corris opened his mouth. After a while, he waited for Feilan to enter the room before shouting: "Don't worry, Feilan, I will definitely prove it to you."

"What? Did you get seduced by an old lover and think of something sad?"

Tina hugged Feilan's shoulders and laughed softly.

Feilan rolled her eyes at Tina and stretched out her hand to twist the corner of her mouth: "I'm asking you to talk nonsense. He and I were just neighbors when we were children, and nothing happened at all."

"Since there is nothing, why do you look like you are lovelorn?"

"What are you talking about? I just miss my father." Feilan sighed, "If he had not been obsessed with money and had to dig some gold mines, our family might not have reached this stage now."

Scarlett and Mike looked a little uncomfortable when they heard this.

The atmosphere in the room became depressing for a moment.

Tina coughed dryly, hugged Feilan's slender waist, whispered a few words in his ear, Feilan's face turned red instantly, and she nodded slightly unnoticeably.

"Head, our sisters go up and have a chat, and the subsequent cleaning work will be left to you."

Tina raised her eyebrows at Sherren triumphantly, and walked up the stairs with Fei Lan in her arms.

Xie Lun blinked and stared at the backs of Tina and Feilan suspiciously. Since coming back, he has been thinking about the issue of Scarlett becoming "black-eyed", and did not notice the abnormality between Tina and Feilan, until now he has woken up.

Damn it, Tina, this little prodigal, won’t make a move in advance, right?

However, Xie Lun thought about it and decided that it didn't matter. Anyway, the meat rotted in his own pot, and the fat and water were not left for outsiders. He turned around and waved at Scarlett and Mike: "Come on, wash the dishes together, no one can run away."

The next day, the sun was shining brightly and the baseball stadium in the town was crowded with people.

Today is the start of the town’s 78th Baseball Gold Cup.

On such an important day, even if Tina wanted to drag Feilan into bed, Feilan would not dare to play around with her anymore. As soon as it started to dawn, Fei Lan got up and went out to patrol the town with David and other colleagues to prevent any abnormal changes.

Mike has no interest in baseball, so he still wants to go to Derek's place to see the spiders. Xie Lun was also thinking about the "Eight-Legged Demon Spider" case. After breakfast, he accompanied Mike to Derek's house.

Scarlett, on the other hand, had little interest in baseball or spiders. She originally planned to hide at home and sleep in, but in the end she was dragged up by Tina and semi-forced to be taken to the baseball field to watch the game.

With a whistle, the ponytailed mayor, Bender's father, personally threw out the first pitch, marking the official start of the baseball game.

Just outside the guardrail of the baseball field, David and others were surrounded by a group of parents.

"Chief, my child didn't come home last night."

"Yes, so do my children."

"Me too..."

Listening to the buzzing in his ears like a fly, David said with a sad face: "Let me tell you, you don't know the virtues of your own children? Don't say that you haven't been home for one night, even if you haven't been home for a week, I Not surprising."

Seeing David directly exposing his background, these parents looked a little unnatural.

There is no way, as David said, he has no idea what his child is. Anyway, if there were any sneaky things in town, such as smashing windows and deflating tires, no need to think about it, it must have been done by these bad boys.

Several of them were put into iron cages by David because of alcoholism and driving without a license.

Band, the mayor's son, is one of the representatives.

Looking at some of the speechless parents, David reassured: "Okay, I know about this matter, and I will investigate. But you don't need to take it too seriously. They carry tents with them every day. Maybe Camping outside again."

Before he finished speaking, his deputy Russell patted him hard on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Boss, there is a situation in the stadium."

When David heard this, he turned around and saw a middle-aged man with thinning hair staggering into the arena.

And in the man's hand, he was holding a double-barreled shotgun.