Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 1049

"This summary of your investigation—not reliable. What are you talking about?"

"I don't know what I'm talking about. I was schizophrenic by the villa case, and everyone thought I was brain dead. Really, the more I want to know the secrets of the villa, the deeper I get stuck. If At some point you heard someone say, baby, you’re finally here, I suggest you give up and treat the villa case as an eternal unsolved case, and it’s best to burn it to ashes.”

"Did you hear that sentence?"

"No, the victim said it, before he died."

"The English letters of the gallows are engraved on the door of the second floor of the main building, have you noticed?"

"There is such a thing, I didn't find it."

"This is a very important clue, how could you ignore it?"

"The homeowner has changed many times, and each homeowner will redecorate in the villa. It is normal to replace the door."

"Well, here's the question, why is there a tombstone in the main building? I don't think anyone would like to have a spooky tombstone in their home, and keep it like a treasure. What is that tombstone? It exists?"

"It's been there since the first homeowner."

"That's too strange. Why didn't the owner who took over later dispose of that dark and unlucky thing? It's not difficult to deal with that kind of thing. Find two people to move it away and throw it away. It's a simple little problem."

Xuejiang Curie wrote the word seven on the table with his finger on the wine, the English expression: seven.

"Seven, the number, I can see it clearly, so what does that mean?"

"Don't understand yet?"

"I don't understand, stop playing charades."

"You are the seventh homeowner now, and you are the seventh homeowner. Excuse me, have you dealt with that thing?"

Wang Dengming froze for a while.

After a while, he smiled and said, "I still have an identity as the owner of the house. I am an investigator. The tombstone is a clue and a key evidence. I need to keep the evidence."

"No, that's because you don't have time to deal with it. Strange things happened as soon as you moved in. You are the same as the other receivers. You have no time, no time, no time."

"I don't think so. If you don't have time, it can be done in 10 minutes."

"Yes, that's what I thought at the time. I asked all the parties involved. The tombstone is one of the mysteries in the villa case. After the owner bought the villa, everyone didn't think about how to deal with the tombstone. Thinking about how to get rid of the villa and leave the handling of the tombstone to the next bad ghost. My brain has been ruined by the villa case, so whether my reputation can be restored depends on you, and I have to call you the officer. "

"You are exaggerating, Sergeant Xuejiang Curie, we are discussing the case, not brain death."

"I'm not exaggerating at all. Instead, I'm downplaying the case. Especially when you're alone at the villa, sir, you feel the double line between overstatement and downplay."

Tonight, it happened that Wang Dengming spent the night alone in the villa.

What Xuejiang Juli said was mysterious, and Wang Dengming was made a little uncomfortable by him, but he has his own verification method.

He first went to the pond and brought two buckets of water back.

First boil two pots of water, and he will use the hot water to get rid of the body odor.

He found another iron washbasin and a wooden basin.

Soap your face and shave first.

After shaving the beard, mix the remaining hot water with cold water, and pour the water into the tub.

He soaped himself slowly, the lukewarm water and the stillness of the night making him drowsy.

A cool breeze made the gauze of the window undulate like waves, and it looked like the regular pulse of a living thing, now stronger and now weaker.

He gets dressed.

Then I lay down on the mattress without anything, and my skin felt the roughness of the mattress.

He pushed and rolled the folded blanket into a pillow-like shape, rested his head with one hand, and looked at the ceiling lamp above his head with a milky white chassis engraved with a circle of roses.

He did not turn on the light, but still lit the candle.

From the corridor came a rising murmur and the clatter of boots on planks.

The woman was nearby, in a room somewhere down the hall.

He was not going to open the door, nor was he going to open it. The pistol was on the table, pointed at the ajar door, and he was drinking the coffee he had made.

Though he looked laid-back, every muscle in his body had a subtle magnetic force ready to do its job.

No one opened the door, and the gap remained the same.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

There was a sudden noise from the water pipes against the outer wall.

Gudong Gudong, it's like there is a lot of air in the water pipe, and the water flows in the water pipe, forcing the air to move rapidly and expand in the water pipe.

The water pipe enters through a small hole at the top of the window, downwards at a right angle.

Then after three U-shaped connectors, it vibrated all the way to the faucet.

The tap is open.

With a splash, a puddle of red water full of rust came out of the faucet.

It was like blood.

Wang Dengming remained motionless, he hoped that something would pop out of the faucet, his gun was ready to kill.

There was nothing he wanted to see.

He sighed and stood up, resting his chin on his hand, holding the pistol in his hand, leaning against the table.

The candlelight reflected a shadow on the wall behind him, very much like a demon posing coolly.

Drop drop!
There was a horn at the door of the villa, it was like a motorcycle horn.

The horn kept ringing.

After Wang Dengming turned off the lights, he sprinkled some flour at the door and walked out of the room towards the iron gate of the villa.

A well-proportioned and fit woman gracefully jumped off her BMW motorcycle. She was like a leopard staring at her prey, concentrating on her target.

She has sharp and fierce eyes, and her high-tipped hair stands out from the stand-up collar of her black leather riding suit.

This hairstyle is quite cool, like a female warrior.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for? Miss?"

"Who ordered the takeaway, is it you?"

Wang Dengming: "No one orders takeaway, have you made a mistake?"

"That's right, I'm just a takeaway."

"you?!"

"Yes, I am."

"I still don't quite get it."

"Officer, are you a man?"

Wang Dengming seemed to understand.

"The person who ordered the takeaway has already paid, five thousand dollars, whether you need it or not, hurry up."

She wore clothes of somewhat luminous material with wide black and white stripes.The bodice hugged the bodice tightly, squeezing the full breasts to it, white glowing in the night.

"Do you want?"

"Are you a street girl?"

"No, I'm not. I'm much better than a street girl. I'm a man's VIP. Didn't you see my motorcycle?"

"I see, it's a little different from usual, who ordered the takeaway, do you have her phone number?"

"Which is long-winded, whether to accept the goods or not."

"Accept, why not accept."

"Then hurry up, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"Aren't you afraid to see the police?"

"I'm in the business of the police. Where do I receive the goods? Is it here or in your police car? I saw your police car."

"Or, let's go to your place."

(End of this chapter)