The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 216 The Unfortunate Couple ([-])
JJ bit her pink lips, didn't speak, just stretched out her hand to brush a strand of golden hair falling from her forehead behind her ears, and stared at him for a long time.

Just when Jack thought she was going to do something, JJ suddenly spoke.

"Red said he gave us the most likely location."

"Huh?" Jack didn't understand what she wanted to express.

"Your acting skills are too bad. If you meet a murderer, you will be spotted easily?" JJ's face is getting closer and closer to him, and now he can really smell his breath. What does this sweet and sweet lip balm taste like? Fruit flavor?

This woman dared to question her acting skills, which she had always been proud of, and Jack mercilessly launched a counterattack.

"You mean, like this?" Well, it's grapefruit flavored.

JJ's response was somewhat beyond Jack's expectations. It was neither as affectionate as Zooey's, as if she wanted to give everything to herself, nor as provocative as Maureen's.

It's not like Hannah's response from the initial shyness that was a little clumsy to the volcanic eruption after the love.

JJ responded gently, and people couldn't help but soften their movements.

When Jack came back to his senses, he found that the knowledge of the two had been exchanged unconsciously, and now it was half of his body leaning into the passenger seat.

He didn't back away immediately, but kept the same posture as before with JJ, nose to nose, eyes unblinking, staring at her lips, the lip balm on it had been eaten up.

"It's getting late, and we'll have to sleep in the car any later, dear Mr. Richer."

JJ spoke again, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

Jack snorted, which was a response, and stopped flirting halfway, bad woman.

Sit back in the driver's seat, release the handbrake, the SUV went back on the road, drove for a while on the mountain road, and finally stopped in front of a townhouse.

Next to the cabin stands a large neon sign with the word "VACANCY" in green to indicate the availability of rooms.

The temperature at night was very low, close to minus seven or eight degrees, but luckily it wasn't snowing. Jack took two Canada Goose down jackets from the back seat of the car, and handed JJ the women's long white one.

The car was not turned off, and the townhouse was just a reception area, and we would have to drive in later. The mountaintop cabin lived up to its name, and each room was an independent log cabin, which looked quite distinctive.

The two wrapped their down jackets tightly and rushed into the reception at a trot.

Dingling, accompanied by the sound of the wind chime opening the door, a small man with a beard behind the counter raised his head, and when he saw a handsome man and a beautiful woman coming in, he couldn't help showing a warm smile.

"Welcome to the mountain cabin, what can I do for you?"

"Give us a room with better sound insulation." Jack had a smirk on his face, and JJ, who was in his arms, punched him in embarrassment.

"Aha, no problem, each of our cabins is at least 30 feet apart, so we don't have to worry about being disturbed."

"60 knives a night, including breakfast, cabin No. 10, you can find the location on the small map on the wall over there."

"Are you alone here?" JJ looked around curiously at the environment of the reception room, it was fairly clean and everything was well arranged.

While talking, she seemed to feel that the room was a little hot, so she loosened the down jacket intentionally or unintentionally, revealing her beautiful figure.

The little man seemed to be acting normally, until Jack let go of JJ and walked aside to look at the map on the wall, he showed greedy eyes and looked JJ up and down.

"The economy is not very good. There are no permanent employees here. There will be hourly workers who come to clean the house every day. I am usually alone."

"You guys are lucky. The weather has been fine these two days. There is no wind and snow. You can try your best to enjoy the snow scene on the distant mountain peaks."

JJ seemed oblivious to his scrutinizing eyes, and leaned lazily against the door, showing the moving curves to the fullest.

"Honey, did you find it? I'm exhausted. There's no mobile phone signal in this ghost place. It's so boring."

"Found it, cabin No. 10."

Excitedly, Jack tapped on a point on the map, and then complained impatiently.

"It was you who clamored to come on vacation, and you are the one who is bored now. What a troublesome bitch."

"Hmph, you're already tired of me, aren't you?" JJ acted like a vexatious little woman.

Seeing the young couple running back to the car noisily, the bearded little man showed a stern look on his face, and he pressed a switch casually, and the large neon signboard next to the reception cabin flickered.

Before the original big green word "VACANCY", a red "NO" was lit up.

"Hey honey, why don't you take your luggage?"

JJ, who was carried into the room by Jack, was a little surprised.

"Sleep late tomorrow and set off at noon. There's no need to move things. You won't even see a ghost here."

Before the words finished, JJ was picked up, and Jack directly closed the door with his heels.

JJ let out an exclamation, and giggled coquettishly, "No, it's so cold inside, go and turn on the air conditioner."

"Okay, okay, listen to you."

It took Jack a while to find the remote control of the heating and air conditioner, and when he walked into the bathroom to do a quick freshen up, JJ had already brushed his teeth, and stood aside, watching him in a daze.

"Wait in a hurry?" Jack washed his face casually, and picked her up again amidst JJ's exclamation, letting those two long legs wrap around his waist.

"Turn off the light." JJ whispered in his ear.

Immediately, the room was plunged into darkness. The big bed made of logs looked rough and strong, but in fact the quality was average, creaking and creaking endlessly.

JJ is very hard at this time, while pretending to make all kinds of strange sounds, while talking softly in Jack's ear.

"The vanity glass in the bathroom is one-way, and I found half a bloody front tooth in the gap of the sink."

Jack is also very hard, but he is patient. He used to play for real, but this time it is all about acting, which is quite uncomfortable.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible to do something real in a fake show, not to mention that JJ refuses to agree, the suspect must be watching secretly, maybe there is a camera or something secretly filming, these will be used as evidence afterwards, if it goes to court, then It is the ultimate social death.

"This room has been specially modified. There are electromagnetic lock mechanisms on the top and bottom of the door, which are very concealed. All the furniture is fixed on the floor, including the lamp on the bedside table, which are nailed to death."

"In the other wooden houses I passed by just now, the snow shields outside the glass windows are made of wood, but this room is made of iron plates. Once it is put down and locked, it will be a large cage."

The two of them gained enough information in just a few minutes through simple actions such as washing up and looking for the remote control of the air conditioner.

"Do you want to notify Rosie and them?" Jack's hand has already touched the annunciator hidden by JJ.

　This one has a lot of typos, but it's not my fault.

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(End of this chapter)