Chapter 717 Cassel’s Love History
I can’t figure out whether the customs on the east coast and the west coast are different, or whether the weddings Jack attended before were either the kind where the bride ran around with a ball to catch up on time, or the two weddings. It may not be that traditional for two women to wear a wedding dress together.
In short, whether the bridegroom and the bride slept together the day before the wedding does not seem to have much to do with the case. Seeing that the groom’s further questioning still yielded nothing. , it was getting late, and Beckett was ready to go back to the police station to sort out the timeline of the case.
Jack also plans to go home. After all, this case has nothing to do with him. Of course, he can also take it over on the grounds that the victim is from other states, but it is obviously not necessary at the moment.
The two of them wandered around the sixth floor of the hotel but couldn't find Cassel. It was a little strange. Beckett was about to take out his mobile phone to call this guy, but Jack raised his hand to stop him and took him to the hotel. The entrance to the banquet hall.
He put a finger on his lips and shushed slightly. Beckett understood this and carefully pushed the door open a crack and peeked inside.
Casel was in the center of the banquet hall, which was the original wedding scene, secretly eating the wedding cake with the bride Keira who was hiding here.
Beckett frowned and was about to push the door open, but was stopped again. Jack leaned into her ear and whispered to her in an inaudible voice, "You don't want to know about some jams." What’s the history between you and her? After all, this girl looks different from this guy’s first two wives.”
Jack didn't say there was any difference. Although he was indeed very familiar with Cassel now, on some things, Beckett, who had been with him almost day and night during this period, should know better. After all, someone has always had a big mouth and never minds talking about his past with others.
Beckett's eyes were wandering and he bit his lip without making a sound, but his body honestly put his ear to the crack of the door.
"If everything goes as planned today, I should be here at this moment, dancing with my husband."
"Do you remember the last time we danced together?"
"Of course, right under the clock at Central Station."
"At that time you were getting ready to go to the airport to catch a flight to London."
"You should have Go with me.”
Will these screenwriters just copy Nicolas Cage's "The Family Man" to death? Although it sounded very romantic, the strong sense of immediacy in this conversation made Jack a little bit dumbfounded.
His sneer drew a glare from Beckett, just as annoying as those guys who munched popcorn unscrupulously in the movie theater.
Jack raised his hands dumbfounded to express that he was wrong. He didn't know who the person who just wanted to push the door in and disturb the scenery without hesitation was.
At this time, the conversation in the banquet hall continued, and Kayla’s voice was filled with resentment, “You should have gone with me.”
Casel seemed Somewhat innocently, "You said you needed some space."
Kayla sighed, her resentment growing even more, "But I don't mean forever."
The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment, and Cassel opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Keira looked around. The layout of the wedding scene and the dislocation of the past time in her fantasy brought her back to reality. Time is the best healing medicine, and she had actually let go.
She lowered her head and pressed the bridge of her nose hard to stop something that seemed to be about to burst out. She showed an awkward smile and tried to change the topic.
“No matter what, for you, you have already experienced these, haven’t you?”
Of course she was talking about the wedding, and Cassel answered without hesitation, "Twice."
Kaila walked up to him and asked seriously, "So, every time you feel that you have found the one Right?"
A warning sign suddenly occurred in Jack's heart. The topic failed to change. What did the bride plan to ask next?
Casel considered his words for a long time before he answered carefully, "At least at that time, I thought I made the right choice."
Sure enough, Kayla stepped forward again, Almost close to Cassel, looking up at him, breathing could be heard between the two, "But the result is exactly the opposite, right?"
Cassel was speechless for a moment, and Keira looked at him with eyes that became a little hot, "You know, some girls may think that what happened today is an omen." "Are you talking about murder?" Someone started to pretend. Silly, at least that's what Jack, who was peeping on the side, thought. It was impossible for the old driver from Cassel not to understand the hidden meaning of these words.
The murder case is nothing. The sudden appearance of the lingering ex-boyfriend is an omen. Otherwise, why would the officiant at a wedding ask questions before announcing that they are husband and wife? Is there anyone here who objects to this?
"And your appearance, Rick." Kayla just looked at Cassel like this, her eyes gradually tightening.
Tsk, this is going to kill me. Seeing the two people’s heads getting closer and closer, Jack looked at Beckett who was still looking through the crack of the door. The fingernails holding the door handle were already red. White.
I really owe you two, Jack sighed inwardly, staggered, and bumped into Beckett's shoulder.
The female detective was caught off guard and was knocked directly into the banquet hall by him. "You're welcome." Jack didn't make a sound, but mouthed this sentence to Beckett, who was glaring at him. .
Beckett secretly gritted his teeth and forced a calm expression. He turned back to the disturbed man and woman in the middle of the banquet hall and said calmly, "Casel, we have to leave. Do you want a ride? "
Kaila's face showed a trace of panic, her eyes wandered between the two for a moment, she lowered her head slightly, seemingly adjusting her wedding dress, but actually she was sorting out her mood. "It's time for me to go back. They might be looking for me now."
Seeing her leaving in a hurry with her wedding dress, Cassel stared at her back for a long time. As soon as he withdrew his gaze, he talked to Baker again. Te's eyes met.
Hesitation, unwillingness, regret, and relief. In a moment, Beckett felt that he had never read so many different expressions on a man's face.
Beckett just looked at Cassell until the guy regained his innocent expression and raised the cake plate in his hand to signal to her, "Would you like some?"
< br>"No, thank you." Beckett turned around and left. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, until she saw Jack, who looked like he was watching a show, and couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.
"What's wrong with you two?" Cassel looked confused when he passed by Jack.
"It's okay. Detective Beckett may be in a hurry to go back. We have been looking for you for a long time." Jack joked casually.
He had eaten so much today that he was a little stuffed. He must show off to Hannah when he went back in the evening. She must have regretted agreeing to go shopping with Alexis today.
The hotel elevator slowly descended, and the atmosphere in the elevator was strangely silent. Jack stood in the corner and lowered his head to send a message to Hannah about what he saw and heard today, while pretending to be a passerby to stay away. The core of the local low pressure vortex - Beckett and Cassell standing in the middle.
After all, Cassel couldn't stand the weird atmosphere and chose to speak proactively, "We met in college and have been together for three years."
"I again I didn't ask you." Beckett replied sourly, and glanced at Jack in the corner subconsciously. Seeing him lowering his head and typing on his mobile phone, pretending not to hear anything, he looked back with satisfaction.
“You asked, but you just didn’t say anything.” Cassel said quietly. He was not stupid. Beckett’s sudden intrusion interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere at the time, and at the same time prevented things from going against the grain. direction of development.
Although the United States has indeed made infinite improvements in personal freedom, it is still considered immoral to try to gain leverage, even if one does not take the initiative.
"I just think she is different from your ex-wife." Beckett regretted it as soon as she said it, because she had just heard this from someone not long ago, although it was not the same as her own. Thinking the same thing.
Sure enough, when she raised her head, she saw Jack with trembling pupils, his mouth half-opened, looking like he wanted to speak but didn't dare. She couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry.
“What do you mean?” Cassel didn’t notice Jack’s expression next to him, and looked straight at the female detective beside him.
Beckett stuttered a little, "I mean what I want to say is that she seems to be a very real girl. I thought you didn't like this. Breaking up with her makes you very sad." Be miserable.”
Cassel opened his mouth, as if this question brought back some not-so-good memories hidden in his heart. He was not too willing to answer the question, but he finally responded, "It's been a long time anyway."
(End of this chapter)