Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 1025 The ending will not be good

The guy on the second motorcycle came down.

"I don't think we will have any judicial disputes, I'm just doing routine." Wang Dengming said again.

His attitude is definitely negotiable.

"What's your name, Mr. Inspector?"

The person who was talking to Wang Dengming touched his ear and said.

What does touching his ears mean? His ears are definitely not itchy, but they are sending some kind of signal.

When asking anyone, the first thing the American police think of is whether the other party has a weapon, and Wang Dengming is no exception.

There is no sign of their waists being bulging, and there should be no pistols and daggers hidden in the thighs of their skirts, but this possibility cannot be completely ruled out.

"Wang Dengming, I am the sheriff of Gumeng Town, Alaska."

Wang Dengming guessed that the other party would be surprised, and said unhappily: So you are not a local policeman. Where is Sergeant Xuejiang Juli? I want to see him.

"No matter where the police come from, I will tell you again, it is useless, please leave, if you don't want to intensify the conflict, we are peace-loving."

"They went to hide in the village, didn't they?"

The braided man revealed an impatient dark color.

"Don't be like children, they are still children, they like to play around, but they are good children, at most they do some tricky things like digging out bird eggs."

"The question is that they are making troubles in the wee hours of the morning. Is that also a good boy?"

"Mr. Police Officer, in this case, you can search the village, we have no objection."

Wang Dengming looked at the village.

"Please, where do you want to go to search, I will lead the way, please."

Wang Dengming got into the police car, turned around in the open space ahead, came to the speaker, and rolled down the window.

"Thank you for your cooperation. I declare again that I am not looking for those two little guys to arrest them, nor to send them to a juvenile labor camp. They appear in places they shouldn't be. I am investigating a villa case. There are many dead people, I saw them with the suspected murderer, for their safety, I hope you"

"My name is Urpas, and I am the village head here."

"Okay, Mr. Village Chief, I don't think you want to see those two innocent little guys being hurt unnecessarily. The villa case is haunted. I saw them with a strange nun with my own eyes, right where I am." On the other side of the road, near the back door of the villa, according to the information I have, the nun is an extremely dangerous person, she just killed a billionaire, goodbye, Mr. Village Chief, have a good day, what do you think, Follow this path to me, here's how I can be contacted."

Wang Dengming took out his business card from the police car and handed it over.

The village head stretched out his hand to take the business card, and he looked at it slightly.

"Okay, dear police officer, you have worked hard, this place is very remote, please pay attention to safety."

If the other party didn't cooperate, Wang Dengming would not be so stupid as to search the village alone, but the necessary scaring was inevitable.

"Thank you, that woman is dangerous."

Just as the police car was about to leave, the village chief asked, "How did she kill the rich man you mentioned?"

The other party took the initiative, and Wang Dengming wondered in his heart, is the fish in a valley.

"Rich people died in villas, just blood, the weapon was probably something that made people bleed, never seen that much blood, but I still guess it can't be a gun, no one heard anything. "

Wang Dengming paused on purpose, and continued: "That may be a weapon that can be cut. Not only is there blood on the ground, but the grass blades are also splashed with blood. Therefore, it is possible that when he was standing there, something cut it off. the aorta in his neck."

"Oh, he's out of luck then, thank you officer."

Did he say the wrong thing, cleverness was misunderstood by cleverness, Wang Dengming's wishful thinking was ruthlessly exposed by the village chief, and he clearly made a gesture of asking you to goodbye.

"Is there a school in the village?"

Wang Dengming stepped on the accelerator, but the gear was on the P gear.

Village Chief: "They didn't go home last night. They went to school yesterday. Everything is normal. It's just that something worrying happened last night. They are obedient students. Well, sir, what we know That's all, the nun you're talking about, where she is, who she is, what she did, this means nothing to us, goodbye, Mr. Inspector."

Wang Dengming had to push the gear into the forward gear.

Because his mind was focused on analyzing the little information he got from the village chief, but he was absent-minded about driving.

Less than half the distance, the front left wheel slammed into a grassy pothole, cracking the side of the front wheel.

It's further evidence of Wang Dengming's conviction that days don't start off well and don't end well.

The detective is not here, and there is no way to go to the village or to the store, so I can only do it myself.

The jack slipped away on the potholed slope soil. Wang Dengming cursed angrily looking for words. He moved the jack away, and used the jack handle to dig out a relatively solid foundation in the rocky soil. After venting a profane curse , re-set the jack, and re-insert the handle.

Wang Dengming returned to the villa in a state of distress. His whole body was covered in dirty mud. If he was wearing other clothes, he would definitely look like a farmer returning from hard work.

The detective has returned.

"Boss, why did you make such a picture of virtue?"

"Forget it, my Inspector, something bad has happened."

He took a shower first and changed into a suit of clothes.

"Heleni still busy?"

"Don't you know the evil toss when she tossed the corpse?"

"Any gains?"

"No, the preliminary judgment is that he died of suffocation. We need to contact his family members to investigate his past medical history. I have already done that."

"The results of it."

"Mr. Diaman is stronger than a bull, so it is unlikely that he died of suffocation due to internal organ disease."

"Of course I don't believe it either, but the necessary investigation procedures are still going through."

"Boss, why are you gritting your teeth?"

"I gritted my teeth?"

"You just bit, as if you were cursing someone."

Wang Dengming smiled and shook his head: "Give me some face, I can't hide anything from you."

Wang Dengming told the whole story about the Mexican warlock.

"So, that lovely Mexican is suspected of killing Diamon, but he firmly denies it. He believes in his own skills, doesn't he?"

Wang Dengming had a cigarette in his mouth.

"If a Mexican expert killed Diamon, it must be the biggest own goal since the establishment of the Alaska Gumeng Town Police Department. I murdered Mr. Diamon and sent him to God with my own hands."

Inspector: "We didn't say anything about Mexicans just now. It's too nonsense. The judge won't believe it. Any judge, as long as he has some sense."

Wang Dengming smiled again.

"Do you believe it?"

"Nonsense! Let's start with the woman in the nun's costume. You said she was with two children last night and met four villagers who didn't cooperate with the investigation."

"These issues are not the focus at the moment, and I will figure it out. I am curious about the road between the villa and the village. Who would build such a road between the village and the villa? What is the purpose? It is for the mutual improvement of the village and the villa." Okay. Communication? Is it accurate to use communication?"

"It's a bit strange, take a look at this book."

The Inspector handed over a book.

""North American Ancient Indian Culture", where did it come from?"

"Blood River Curie gave it to me. He is going crazy because of the villa case."

"This book draws a set of maps of the end of the last Ice Age - that was a long, long time ago when there was plenty of rainfall. Based on that map, the author also drew a map of the migration routes of migratory birds at the end of the Pleistocene, as well as ground otters, saber-toothed cats, Long horned 騣 H and so on."

Wang Dengming threw the book on the sofa.

"What does this book have to do with the villa case? Wait a minute. Could it be that the people in that village are Indians? They don't look like that, and their skin color doesn't look like it."

Inspector: "Perhaps the torii theory is more appropriate. There are ghosts and demons hidden on the road between the villa and the village. That's the only way to explain it."

After the inspector finished speaking, the two complained to each other.

"Fate, this is fate. The ghost police have to investigate ghost cases before they stop. We are the hard-fated police."

"Detective, continue to stay tonight, we must catch that nun!"

(End of this chapter)