I’m A Detective In The Beauty World

Gili Ermo is a Mexican from the United States who has worked hard and hardworking throughout his life, and has won wide acclaim from colleagues and friends.

Today, as usual, he drove the No. 11 intra-city sightseeing bus and arrived at the starting point on time. As usual, he opened the door, and when passengers boarded the bus, he went to the convenience store next to the platform and packed a breakfast.

The owner of the convenience store knew him well and had already prepared Gili Ermo's breakfast, and it was already heated in a microwave oven.

The two talked and laughed. Gillillmo took his own breakfast and came to his bus. After eating breakfast simply and quickly, he put the garbage into the trash can on the side, and Gillillmo boarded again. bus.

This early morning, almost no one came to take the city sightseeing bus, so there was no one in the carriage. However, Gili Ermo still played soft and comfortable music in accordance with the company's regulations, started the car, and drove away from the platform.

Listening to the music reverberating in the car, Gillilmo gently beat his hands on the steering wheel. Today is his son’s birthday. He has promised his family that he will buy a gift to go back after work, and that gift was chosen half a month ago...

Suddenly a red glow flew past Gili Ermo, and then he didn't know anything.

Huge amounts of fireballs suddenly burst from the bus, and the powerful Shockwave directly shattered the glass of the shops in the nearby streets.

"...Sorry for interrupting an urgent news. Just 5 minutes ago, this station received a tape. In view of the emergency, we must play this tape..."

With that, the host with a serious face pressed the play button of the recorder beside him. After a rustle, a low-pitched man's voice came from the tape recorder: "...Hello, Miami citizens, hello everyone, don’t you know if you took the bus today? If not, I’ll give One piece of advice, it’s best not to travel by bus today..."

The man smiled weirdly, and the conversation turned: "...Inspector Xie, the game between us is not over yet. Yesterday you won one point, but today's game is officially started..."

"...When you improve this recording, you probably already knew it. A bus exploded. Needless to say, you should also know that I did it..."

"... And that was just the whistle at the start of the race. I also installed a bomb on another bus. Once the speed exceeds 50 kilometers per hour, the bomb is activated. After that, once the speed drops below 50 kilometers, the bomb will detonate... …"

"...Now is the game rule. You must find and board the bus within an hour. If you fail to find or board the bus within an hour, I will detonate... During this period, the car exploded because it slowed down, which is also considered a loss for you..."

"... But if you successfully find and board that bus within an hour, then I will give you ten hours to find a way to remove the bomb on the bus... But here During this period, the bus must always be kept at a speed above 50 kilometers per hour, and no one is allowed to get on and off, otherwise I will detonate the bomb in advance..."

"...In addition, in order to ensure the fairness and justice of this game, from the time you board the bus, you must broadcast the whole process on TV. Once the live broadcast is interrupted, I will also detonate the bomb..."

"...Then, Inspector Xie, the game starts, I'm waiting for your good news, wow hahaha..."

With a burst of wild laughter, the recorder business came to a halt.

The host oozes cold sweat on his forehead, and said solemnly: "This station has just received news that a city sightseeing bus exploded and the bus driver was unfortunately killed..."

He paused, and then quickly said: "After receiving this tape, this station immediately called the police, and the original was also handed over to the police. Now only a copy is shown. For the safety of the general public, this station recommends that today’s citizens should be as small as possible. Travel by bus..."

Looking at the nervous host on the TV screen, Jonathan and Kayla glanced at each other and yelled in unison: "Daddario."

Kayla quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed Daddario's phone in a hurry: "Hey, my dear daughter, you must never take the bus, please..."

Daddario said in a daze, "But I'm already on the bus."

"What?" Kayla almost yelled, "Then you get out of the car immediately, immediately..."

Before she was finished, John Nathan snatched the phone over and said in a deep voice: "Calm down, now you listen to me carefully. Go to the driver's place first and see if the bus you are currently riding has exceeded the speed per hour. 50 kilometers away. Immediately, immediately!!!"

Daddario heard the tension in Jonathan's tone, so he didn't say much, got up and walked to the bus driver. The black driver glanced at her and smiled: "What's the matter, Miss Beauty, is there any problem?"

Daddario grinned reluctantly, and asked softly: "Uncle, how much do we drive now?"

"Aha, it's only 52 kilometers. It's really slow. Don't worry, when we get on the viaduct in front, we will be able to go to 80."

The driver smiled with excitement.

Daddario nodded, took the phone and hid away, and whispered: "Dad, the speed is now 52 kilometers per hour."

"Damn it!" Johnson cursed, gritted his teeth, "Daddario, you have to listen carefully to what I say next. Just after the news was broadcast on TV, a bus exploded, and then someone claimed , A bomb was also installed on another bus. Once the speed exceeds 50 kilometers, the bomb will be activated, and after the bomb is activated, if the speed is lower than 50, the bomb will explode..."

Daddario shuddered all over, and the phone almost fell out of his hands. She hurriedly grabbed her phone again and stammered: "Is it the one I was riding in?"

"We can't take any risks," Jonathan said solemnly, "Daddario, you have to persuade the driver to never go below 50 kilometers per hour. Tell me the license plate number of the bus you're taking. Me and your mother. Now call the police and let the police save you."

Daddario quickly asked the driver: "Uncle, what's our license plate number?"

"J38688X," the driver said with a smile, "what's the matter, beauty, do you want to call headquarters to give me a good review?"

"Dad, I am taking bus No. 112 with the license plate number J38688X!"

Daddario hung up the phone, walked to the driver, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, my name is Daddario, I am a member of the beach rescue team, and my dad is the captain of the beach rescue team, so I won't just do it casually. Just kidding, everything I say next is true!"

Listening to Daddario's serious tone, the driver glanced at her in surprise and saw Daddario's face full of seriousness. The driver nodded: "Okay, you can say it."

Just when Daddario told the driver about the current situation, Jonathan and Kayla were making crazy calls to the police. However, the call was always busy and it was obviously broken.

"what should I do now?"

Kayla looked at John Nathan with teary eyes. John Nathan patted his bare head with her hands. After thinking for a long time, she suddenly raised her head and said, "Look for Xie Lun, he must have a way."

"Huh? A NIA high level detective, who will take care of us?"

"Absolutely, because that kid is interesting to our daughter."

"what?"

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