Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 1042 Special Reduction Technique

She tightly covered her head with her hands, her fingers inserted into her hair, and she looked very painful.

Wang Dengming: "Don't think about it, having dinner is the right way."

"If you want to play bridge, I'll be the first to sign up, and I'll sign up now."

Guobro Ismail raised his hand like a competitor at an auction, afraid that the auctioneer would not see him.

"Bitch, you were stabbed, and you thought about playing bridge."

"This injury is like being bitten by a small mouse for a black boxer who has experienced many battles."

"Please don't say rats when you eat! It's disgusting!"

After dinner, the bridge game was not played, and the female star took the initiative to invite Guo Buluo Ismail to go for a walk on the grass.

Black boxer is extremely happy.

"This guy, his thoughts are not pure, and he is still a fool who doesn't understand style!"

But the inspector's judgment was exactly the opposite of Guo Buluo Ismail's behavior.

They walked through the weeds and walked towards the big tree. Under the night, the two were very close. Nini murmured, from a distance, no one doubted that the two walking under the moonlight could not be a loving couple.

The inspector said to Siflan: "That kid is in trouble, Sergeant Wang must be friendly and invite him to the ring to beat him up, you know, an actress is really one."

Wang Dengming smiled and said: "Yes, this guy is a bit too much, he still has ideas about my guests in my house, but it doesn't matter, I am a broad-minded person, let's talk about the case."

The inspector handed over a portrait.

"Where did you find it? The old drawing paper is going to melt."

"Found it in the building next door, the one where Barron died."

A face that one can never forget.

As far as the proportion of the whole head is concerned, the sexy and three-dimensional lips are not in line with her elegant facial features, and the corners of the tightly pursed mouth do not rise slightly due to a smile.

Rich, dark hair is as smooth as satin.

She is not pretty.But it touches a certain nerve deep in the heart.

Those eyes—was there a hint of mockery, disdain, or even sadness under the ecstatic expression? ——It provoked you once, and then ran away quietly.

"Who is this?"

"I don't know, Boss, after I found this painting, I also felt that the woman in the painting looks impressive, so I took it out to share with you. I don't think it has much to do with the villa case, but it can be collected. "

Wang Dengming rolled up the painting: "This is my home, everything is mine, you are a thief."

The detective shrugged: "I think of the painting in the Adventure Castle, the painting of the six dwarfs, how much did it sell for?"

"Have you ever tasted the feeling of being beaten in the stomach?"

"Sorry, I didn't say anything."

Wang Dengming paused for a moment and asked, "The guy with the knife has been killed, will the nun show up tonight?"

"Boss, you have already alarmed the snake."

"Are we in a dead end again?"

"It can be said that you are really ruthless. Did you do it on purpose?"

Wang Dengming stared at the inspector.

"Ah, the moonlight is so nice, I'll go out for a walk too."

After the inspector left, Wang Dengming walked into his room and took out the painting again.

To appreciate such paintings, we cannot use modern power sources, but candles, and maybe we can find some inspiration.

The candlelight is dim, whether it is the sound, atmosphere or visual details, it makes people feel as if they are in the scene.

Looking at this painting, Wang Dengming felt that he had returned to a century ago. He was an antique detective.

Can you restore the woman's background and story experience from this painting?

He thought so.

After one-third of the candle burned, Xifeng Maixue stood at the door of the room.

"Sheriff, can you read minds?"

Wang Dengming was confused by the question.

"What Goburo Ismail said, he said that you can predict whether your opponent will punch or kick, whether you will retreat or attack, like you know what your opponent is thinking at the time, what I said is While on the ring."

"Don't listen to that guy's nonsense, don't stand at the door, come here, have you seen this painting?"

Xifeng Maixue hesitated for a moment, then walked in slowly.

"Have you seen it?"

She came to the table, looked at it, her face changed slightly, and her brows frowned.

"have you seen?"

"It's strange, I seem to see an inn, this painting reminds me of an inn, the old inn... I have a headache."

She covered her head again.

Wang Dengming hurried her back to the room.

She had to change rooms again, anyway, there was no shortage of rooms in the villa.

"Good night, Xivon Maixue, you really don't remember anything?"

"Good night, Mr. Police Officer, I swear, I swear before the cross, it is disrespectful for you to ask me that. I have already shown you my complete trust in you, and now I can only rely on the police, and only the police can Made me feel safe."

After Wang Dengming walked out of the room, he closed the door, and Xifeng Ma Yixue stood in front of the window, showing a shallow, fierce, playful and complacent smile.

And Wang Dengming, who was at the door of the room, also showed a mocking smile.

Sfulan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Wang Deng to light up.

"Sheriff, are you going to continue tonight?"

"Go on, you guard the second floor tonight."

"Do you think the nun will show up again?"

"It's hard to say, work hard buddy, keep your eyes open, this case is really interesting."

"No problem, Sheriff!"

"What I'm saying is, you find a hidden place to stare at, and pay special attention to the movement around the female star's room."

"no problem!"

Tonight, Wang Dengming found two kerosene lamps in the utility room of the annex building on the right.

God damn it, the kerosene lamp still works.

He also found an old book from a room in the annex building, which contained some terrifying legends.

If there is no haunting, to be honest, the night in this villa is as comfortable as jumping into cold water on a hot day.

This is a great place for a vacation.

The reason why he looked for the kerosene lamp was because of the inspiration of that painting.

He admires ancient paintings and books under a kerosene lamp, and appreciates the moonlight in this ancient villa. Does this count as on-site restoration?

The flame in the small round glass lamp casts a dark shadow in the deep room.

The pages of the book gave off a refreshing musty smell, and Wang Dengming sniffed his nose.

After more than twenty pages passed, he picked up the painting again and admired it carefully. He suddenly felt that the woman in the painting seemed to jump out suddenly.

He was startled and hurried to the window.

The ancient trees in the villa appear mysterious and secluded in the moonlight, like a heavy force pressing on people's hearts.

Damn, am I playing a game of summoning souls?

He lay back on the bed and picked up the book.

Suddenly, he seemed to see the woman in the painting.

She leaned forward slightly, with the palms of both hands on the window sill, and she looked out of the window, staring absentmindedly.

The perfume on her body is light and unique.

A gust of cool wind slowly blows into the window, refreshing and pleasant, mixed with the musty smell of old books.From the corner of Wang Dengming's eyes, he saw the black spider webs on the ceiling swaying in the wind.

The faint flame of the oil lamp was still burning brightly, and the shadow no longer wavered.

Wang Dengming found that his breathing became short of breath.

What a ghost!
He jumped up and flipped the light switch!
Pop, everything is back to normal.

Touching his forehead, there were actually some thin beads of sweat.

This villa is really different.

(End of this chapter)