Chapter 231： Murder

Alvin watched the three children happily playing at the restaurant door, smiled, poured a cup of coffee for Kassel, and said, "Man, is there anything here to come here today? You, an outsider, brought a child to **** In the kitchen, I can only say that you have the courage. I thought that the rich people who usually live in Manhattan would not come to this place! "

Cassell shrugged, accepted the rich man's title calmly, and spread his hands, saying, "I think it's not bad here. When I came in, I asked someone for directions. That guy was very kind! His face was badly damaged, but Give me directions with enthusiasm! He looks familiar with Hell's Kitchen! "

Alvin said somewhat differently: "What does that guy look like? Listen to your tone, it doesn't seem like the **** kitchen in my image! When are the people here so polite?"

Cassell laughed and said, "To be honest the guy's face looks a little scary, but people are really polite.

Seeing him, I actually had some writing inspiration. An avid clown fan, imitating the evil villain of the clown in dc, will play a serial killing game in New York!

what do you think? I think this will be a very exciting story! This will be the subject of my next book. "

Speaking of Kassel took out his mobile phone and patted it in his hand, he said proudly: "Now, I just need to wait for my girlfriend to call me. This means that someone in New York City died of murder, I'll go and see them together, and then fill my story with their things. "

Cassel proudly explained the source of inspiration for his book. Looking at Alvin and Stark facing each other, he asked strangely, "What's wrong? Any questions?"

Alvin frowned, looking at the proud look of Kassel, and said, "Man, the guy who likes murders so much, I only know you. Don't you, uh ~~ Don't you feel a little uncomfortable ? Because you need inspiration, you always look forward to someone being murdered?

And when will the police station provide accompanying case handling services! "

Cassell looked at Alvin in confusion, saying, "Dozens of murders happen every day in New York, only time sooner or later. What's wrong with this?

I just like some of the stories in it. People didn't kill me, and my reasoning ability is good. Most of my girlfriend's cases are resolved through my reasoning. I am now famous at the New York Police Department!

And Mr. Mayor is my book fan, he is happy to help me find some writing materials, so ~~ "

Alvin patted his head, and he understood that this is a **** who walked through the back door and entered the police station, looking for writing and inspiration, and was able to make a girl by the way!

Stark looked at Kassel with admiration and said, "You are very special, man. I first saw a guy like you. How did it feel to work with your girlfriend? Working with my girlfriend made me Somewhat annoying, it makes me feel like I have lost my freedom! "

Kassel raised his eyebrows proudly at Stark and said, "I have my knack and I start writing whenever I feel I need free space.

"Writing time" is the most free, because no one will bother me! My girlfriend is no exception! This is the trick for me to keep enthusiastic. "

Alvin was a little troubled watching a successful writer brag about himself, thinking about his short life as a street fighter, and his imbalance was terrible!

Alvin took out the whiskey, gave himself a small glass, took a sip, and said, "You haven't told me about the weird you said. I'm surprised he looks so scary. Why haven't I heard Ever? "

Kassel frowned and thought, saying, "Do you know the clown of dc? The corner of that guy's mouth has also been cut open, not too neat, the stitching is not very good, it seems to have just been injured.

His face wasn't funny at all, but he did seem to be laughing all the time, and it was a bit scary! "

While Kassel was talking, his phone rang, and he picked up the phone and pressed a handsfree, raising Albrow proudly. "Hallo Esposito, what's wrong with you? Can Mr. Cassell, the famous detective novel writer, help?"

At the other end, Esposito said, "Yes Mr. Cassell, the coffee in the office is finished. When you return, remember to bring a little new coffee beans! Remember this is a task! Novice!"

Kassel pressed the phone in a hurry, saying a little awkwardly: "Well, that's my friend, we're kidding!"

Alvin and Stark glanced at each other, and smiled tacitly without revealing Kassel, this is a funny guy, there is no need to make him ugly!

Within a few seconds, Kassel's phone rang again. This time Kassel did not turn on the speakerphone, but instead got up to pick up the phone and said angrily, "Hey man, your joke just now is not funny at all. Do you know who is by my side? "

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"Oh, oh, Beckett, don't get me wrong, I'm not mad at you, it's Esposito, this **** made me lose face!

Do you know who I am with? Manhattan Tomahawk, and Tony Stark, I'll kill this **** when I go back! "

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"Of course, I and these two are friends now. If there is anything you can say directly, I can help you ask!"

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"What? A dead producer, Michael Osland, what does this have to do with Mr. Stark? I don't think a super rich will murder a street producer! There must be something wrong here!"

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"Okay! Then hurry up, let me talk to him first! Wow ~ A murder involving billionaires ~ www.novelhall.com ~ So exciting! I have to write down, my next Can be used in a book! "

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Kassel hung up the phone and sat back at the bar again, watching Stark with a smile and saying, "Mr. Stark, there is a murder now. It may be related to you. My girlfriend will come over right away. Can you Stay here a little longer? I find it interesting! "

Stark frowned, and said with some unhappiness: "No policeman has ever dared to approach me with an arrest warrant! I should probably call my lawyer. The quality of the New York police officer seems to be very low. Awesome! "Stark then reached into his pocket and wanted to dig the phone!

Cassel quickly stopped Stark's movements, joking, and Stark complained. Can his girlfriend police still do it?

Kassel rubbed his hands in a hurry, and said embarrassedly: "It's not to trouble you, but there are some things I want to ask you about. Recently, a serial murder case occurred in New York. Just attended a masquerade at your Long Island mansion!

The latest deceased is a producer, his name is Michael Osland. "