Chapter 166 Jealousy and trance

  Hearing Roan's question, Norton said that the agent next to him was named Brentin, who was a billiards player in college and is now a new agent in their investigation team.

  Because of his good ability, Team Leader Dillon valued him, so he was also brought to this party today.

   "Hello, Brentin."

   Stretched out his hand and shook the other party, Roan asked directly with a smile:

   "Am I wearing the wrong clothes? Why do you keep staring at me?"

"Excuse me."

   Brundin bowed his head and apologized, picked up a glass of wine casually, expressing that he was just curious about Roan.

   Brundin didn't say what he was curious about, but the other party immediately looked away and left here.

   There was a gleam in Roan's eyes, and he continued to chat with Norton.

  The party officially started, and the guests wandered around. Augustus's home was not luxurious, but in a small two-story building, all kinds of facilities were available, and there was even a gym.

   Judging from Augustus' big belly, the user of this gym most of the time should be his daughter Lula.

  Although Lula's face is a bit reckless, her figure is even more reckless. It looks like the kind of regular exercise.

  There are a lot of guests today, the living room feels a bit crowded, and many people have gone to the gym.

  At the invitation of Ryder, Roan and Norton also went. They went to do some exercise and try the equipment there.

   Unexpectedly, Brundin also came. He walked directly to the billiards in the corner of the gym, scratched the table with his hand, and looked at Roan with a smile:

   "This table is well maintained, do you want to come and have a look?"

   "American pool?"

"right!"

   Brundin is not bad at all, and he picked up a cue and made a handsome gesture, which immediately attracted the attention of many female guests.

  Roan's expression remained unchanged, but thinking of Brentin's apology just now, he already understood from the bottom of his heart.

   Obviously, Brentin wanted to use him as a stepping stone to play handsome.

  As for the reason for doing this... Roan glanced at his side, staring at Brentin's Norton.

   If he guessed correctly, Norton or Dillon should have mentioned themselves in front of Brentin.

  Roan guessed right.

   Brundin does get a little jealous of Roan.

  Since he entered the Organized Crime Bureau, Norton or Dillon would criticize him every time he made a mistake in his work.

  If it was pure criticism, Brentin would not have other ideas, and he must admit that he made a mistake. He knew this.

   But every time after being criticized, Norton or Dillon would mention the name "Roann" and then sigh and regret it.

  No one likes to be judged by their parents or superiors. Compared with other people, Brentin is naturally jealous and curious about "Roan".

  But after learning from Detective Norton the number and time of Roan's cracked cases, Brentin fell silent.

  He is indeed not as good as Roan, and there is no comparison.

  Being able to join the Organized Crime Investigation Section and being valued by Dillon, Brentin naturally has qualified psychological and emotional regulation skills.

  So in the following work, Brentin chose to cast aside jealousy, accumulate himself a little bit, make fewer mistakes, and improve himself is the kingly way.

   But when I attended this Party today, the jealousy in Brentin's heart still popped out:

  It doesn’t matter if you are good at solving crimes, why are you still so popular with women?

  In the whole party, besides Lacey, Roan was the second most popular. Many women like to join Roan's side.

  Compared to the ability to solve the case, Brentin estimated that he is not Roan's opponent in ten.

  But playing American billiards is different, and ten Roan can't be his opponent.

   Brundin just wants to show off his superb skills and crush Roan to realize his sense of vanity.

   Coupled with the fact that there were many female guests as spectators, the sense of vanity became even stronger.

  Looking at the billiards on the table, Roan was silent for a few seconds, patted Agent Norton on the shoulder beside him, and agreed with a smile:

   "Okay, but you need to explain the rules."

  Roan doesn’t know much about American billiards, but he is very clear about Chinese billiards and is also very skilled.

   After all, some rich people like to play ball games, such as 10 million balls, and finally get a female star into the hospital or something...

  The old killer in his previous life had carefully taught Roan the content of this kind of ball games.

  After proficiency in playing ball, Roan learned more about killing people with the club and the ball itself.

  Seeing Roan nodding in agreement, Norton, who also reacted, walked up to Brentin, slapped Brentin on the shoulder, and said with a cold snort:

   "Roan doesn't know much about American billiards, let him do it!"

"certainly."

   Brundin smiled, seeing more guests noticed the scene here, not only explained the rules to Roan seriously, but also set the ball professionally, and finally pointed to the billiard ball with a graceful smile and said:

   "You come first, I can guide you if you make a mistake."

   "OK."

  Roan grinned, picked up the cue and fiddled with it a few times, and directly used the greatest strength to knock all the diamond-shaped billiard **** away.

  Bump—

  After the billiard **** on the table tumbling for a while, one of them miraculously fell into the hole.

"good!"

   "Roan, amazing!"

  Norton and Ryder next to him, including Lacey, Mona, Lula and Sirin who walked in, all applauded for Roan's direct goal.

  Blondin on the side also smiled and applauded, it's just the luck of the novice.

  Roan got up and asked with a smile:

   "Can I play another ball number now?"

"right!"

   Brundin nodded indifferently.

  Roan glanced at the table, bent down again, and the next ball to hit was a blue ball.

  People next to them frowned when they saw this, because there was a red ball next to the blue ball, which blocked half of the route, making it difficult for the blue ball to enter the hole.

   "The ball is blocked."

   "Yeah, it seems that the ball will be handed over to Brentin."

  Roan waved his hand, aimed at the cue ball and poked hard.

  Boom!

  Boom!

  Boom!

  There are three consecutive impact sounds, the cue ball hits the blue ball, the blue ball hits another red ball, the red ball bounces off the edge of the table, hits the blue ball again, and then knocks the blue ball into the hole.

   "..."

  The audience next to him were dumbfounded.

   Augustus reacted the fastest, he laughed loudly with his belly out:

   "Roan! You are so lucky!"

  The others laughed too.

   Only the smile on Brundin's face was slightly stiff.

  He felt like something was wrong.

  Roan didn't speak, and continued.

  The next target is the yellow ball,

  Boom!

   Successfully entered.

   Followed by the red ball.

  Boom!

   Enter again.

  Roan hit the billiard **** consecutively in order and performed a miracle vigorously. Several consecutive **** all went directly into the hole, and finally only the No. 9 ball was left.

  哗啦啦~~~

   Seeing this scene, everyone applauded again and all laughed loudly:

   "Hahaha, Roan is so lucky!"

   "Amazing! Roan!"

"so amazing!"

   "This kind of ball can go straight in!"

   A few ladies next to him simply shouted:

   "Come on, Roan! Score the last goal and beat Brentin!"

  They also know that Brentin is a front ball player.

  Blondin, who was standing aside, saw this scene, held on to the cue, and stood stiffly in place, a little suspicious of life.

   But before he could react, Roan successfully hit the No. 9 ball into the hole.

  Boom!

   At the moment when the voice sounded, Brentin, who had been a spectator the whole time, was in a trance.

  Everyone around gave all the applause to Roan, and the familiar Ryder and Lacey came over and said:

   "Roan, you actually cleared the table with one shot!"

   "This is the first time I know that you play billiards so well!"

   "How about you stop working in the FBI and go to work professionally!"

  Amid the crowd's pursuit, Roan was very low-key, waving his hand to show that it was all luck, and then looked back at Brentin with a sunny smile on his face:

   "How about it, Brentin, continue?"

   Brundin: "…"

  (end of this chapter)