Chapter 379 Weaving Fairy Tales (Part 2)

"The weather is too bad, please come in." Charlie quickly reached out to support Old Hunter and welcomed them into the store.

"Please wait a moment. There is still a stew and some bread that I made in the refrigerator. It just needs to be heated up. It should be enough for three people."

Yifang also poked her head out of the kitchen and greeted the three of them.

"Thank you, kind sir and madam. My husband and I are just a little cold. That's the way it is in New York. Even if it's summer soon, as long as it rains at night, the temperature will drop very quickly."

Listening to Didi's hoarse voice, looking like she was frozen, Jack, who was sitting in the car across the street, reached out to the car window in confusion and felt the raindrops outside.

Isn’t this a little pretentious? In New York in late spring, no matter how cold it can be, it can get colder.

"Ah, wait a minute, let me get you a cup of hot tea first." Charlie's clumsiness caused a frightening sound of tinkling bells.

"My dear, why don't you go to the kitchen and help watch the fire." Yifang gently held his face, gave him a sweet kiss, and took the tea set from his hand.

"Oh, Jack, hasn't it been a long time since I lay on your back and watched you cook?" Hannah saw this scene and took Jack's arm to act coquettishly.

Jack touched her head in a funny way, inexplicably remembering the days when he stayed at the little rich woman's house, and it seemed that there was still some sweetness.

After a while, three portions of steaming tomato-beef soup were brought to the table, and a plate of bread was placed in front of Tramp Dupree.

"Sorry, I'm not open today, I only have these things." Yifang said apologetically.

Didi took her hand and showed a kind smile, "Thank you beautiful girl, this is already very good, this is the best soup I have ever tasted in my life, your business will definitely always be great. "

Yifang's nose felt sour and she almost shed tears. Charlie beside her quickly hugged her.

Seeing the two old men looking at them with some confusion, Charlie forced a smile and said, "We owe some money and may sell this place."

"That's such a shame." Didi looked regretful, and Old Hunter on the side stopped her next words.

"My wife is old and always talks so much. Thank you for your hospitality. Don't worry about us anymore. Let's continue to enjoy your good time."

The blues music with a touch of sadness sounded again, and the couple continued to embrace each other. Dupree drank soup and was a little depressed. He didn't even get a line after entering the store.

"Maybe we should leave New York." Yvonne's words made Charlie slightly stunned.

"I mean, we're almost becoming monsters here, with all the reporters and all the weird stuff going on."

Charlie was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked into Yvonne's eyes.

"I have a distant relative in Buffalo who's a nice guy. We could go over there and join him. Maybe we could try to stay there for a while and I could become a Buffalo police officer."

Yifang hugged him tightly and murmured, "I can also be a Buffalo waitress."

At an angle that the couple, who were intoxicated in love, did not notice, Dupree gently pressed the shutter of the mirrorless camera in his hand.

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The next day's New York Post had another weird front-page headline, "Tenderness in the Darkest Hour," accompanied by a photo of Charlie and Yvonne hugging each other tightly.

Dupree used a first-person voice to describe his experience last night, which he wrote at the end of the article.

“Even in the darkest moments of their lives, the brave and upright Officer Lan and the kind-hearted Ms. Biasi still let me enjoy a free delicious dinner.

When we left, the kind man took money from his pocket and gave it to me, hoping that I would not be too short. Finally, this kind couple returned the two lost old people to their residence. "

"And I want to repent. Although the $100,000 bearer bond was true, that statement was a white lie.

The money came from a kind-hearted person who did not want to be named. He said that it was a tip for a bowl of broth that was not perfect but could warm the heart. It will always belong to the beautiful Yvonne Bee. Assi.

The exact words of this kind person were: Ms. Yvonne Biasi made me feel the gentlest side of the metropolis of New York. I can only express my sympathy for the misfortune she suffered.

Please take that previous statement as a small test for Yvonne’s future husband by a ‘woman’s family’ with a bad personality. "

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"So they saved the corner coffee shop in the end?" Emily held her hands in front of her chest, looking fascinated.

Several ladies around her also showed similar expressions.

“Of course, New Yorkers mailed enough letters to fill an entire coffee shop within a week, each one with a blessing and a small check.

Including Jack's anonymous gift of $100,000, they probably received a total of about $700,000 in tips. "

Garcia said, looking proud as if he was coming to compliment me, his plump face full of pride.

"Just two days ago, they took a hot air balloon and distributed their wedding invitations to the whole city, and Jack brought one of them back."

As she spoke, she pulled out a heart-shaped piece of pink letterhead that read, "The policeman married the waitress!"

"I really regret it. I had the opportunity to see this with my own eyes."

Jiejie looked annoyed. She had been avoiding suspicion before. If she had known that there was such a fun thing, she should have gone directly to New York to find Jack on the pretext of seeing her parents. However, the result was that her "love rival" was happy. In every sense, of.

"I really can't believe that such a perfect story could actually happen in reality. It's as beautiful as a fairy tale. The kind-hearted prince and princess finally lived happily together."

After listening to Garcia tell the whole story, Rhett began to make trouble every day again, "You must know that according to the latest statistics, the divorce rate in New York State is."

"Shut up, Spencer Red." The girls shouted in unison, blocking out the rest of Red's words.

Jack, who had just come out of Hotchner's office, looked at Red, who was covered in melon seed shells, and had no intention of stepping forward to rescue him. This kid totally deserved it.

"Have you all learned how to crack melon seeds?" He looked with some surprise at the scene of girls chatting and cracking melon seeds in front of him. He always felt that BAU's style of painting was getting more and more distorted by him.

He thought that these creamy sunflower seeds that he made on a whim by boiling and stir-frying would not be as popular as those snacks in the past.

In the United States, it seems that only people in a few states, such as Mississippi, have the habit of eating sunflower seeds, such as when watching football games. Most people regard sunflower seeds as pet food and use them to feed birds.

Garcia raised his hand and answered, "I looked up tutorials on cracking melon seeds online, but what I don't understand is, since you have to crack the outer skin to eat the meat inside, why do you want to make the outer skin of melon seeds so delicious?"

Jack rolled his eyes, not sure how to answer this stupid question.

"It's time to act, girls. We have rested long enough during this period. The LAPD sent us a direct request for help. Last night in South Bay, Los Angeles, three unidentified male bodies were found in the lifeguard tower."

Hotchner walked out of the office and waved a piece of information at everyone.

Jie Jie pretended to be angry and pouted, "The LAPD is so familiar with us now that they go directly across the local office to find us? Why didn't I receive the message?"

"Because I just brought the case back from outside, I just made a joke with some people, saying that we are lacking new serial killers recently, and as a result, I was stuffed with information."

After Jack finished speaking, he patted Red, who was still sitting there, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Isn't Hotchner greeting girls?"

His answer made Jack slightly stunned, then smiled. Now the atmosphere in the BAU seemed to be getting better and better. Not only did Hotchner start to make fun of people, but even Red could understand the joke.