Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 733 One less

The mayor left with apologies and thoughts.

Sensi: "From the beginning to the end, I felt that we were outsiders, like someone who hurt his feet because of the cold and came into the house to warm up and was chased away by the owner."

The detective said more profoundly: "No, sponsor, the world is gray, either white or black. Look, the mayor's confidence in the New York police has begun to waver."

Helene: "The mayor is a poor man."

Wang Dengming: "Do you want to eat wolf meat? I will cook for lunch today."

The three of them shook their heads, feeling a little tired of eating so many meals of wolf meat in a row.

"Then find a way to get some fox meat to improve the food."

Inspector: "Let's think about how to get the $15. The New York police are starting to get frustrated. They can't figure it out! I didn't see how despicable that guy Faur was just now."

"We may not be able to solve the things that Fowlerson can't handle in a short time. What is the real purpose of the mayor's reward of 15 US dollars? Have you thought about it?"

Helene: "Sheriff, of course the mayor wants us to investigate the case! Your question is too confusing."

The detective laughed and cursed: "Sister Brace, apart from dissecting corpses, you are really good at other things."

"Jackass, you want to go to war?"

Wang Dengming really didn't expect a jackass to come out of Heleni's mouth.

Inspector: "I don't know how to go to war with women. I'm almost called Garcia."

Sensi: "What Police Slag means is this. The mayor's goal is just to keep Adventure Castle open. As for the extent of the case investigation, as long as it doesn't affect Adventure Castle's income."

Wang Dengming put his arms around her waist.

"I really can't live without you."

"Damn it, get out of here!"

Detective: "The boss must have said this to Jones Medi and the Attorney General."

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wang Dengming came to the painting again.

Hola Carla, a Distinguished Professor of Los Angeles Academy of Fine Arts, a native of Florida, his files did not say that he had been to China, nor did he say that he had cooperated with a certain Chinese painter, but why did he paint such a painting?

Moreover, there is the name of Turbei on it.

Wang Dengming was most annoyed because he was afraid that if he finally found the clues, the relevant people would rush to the street, just like the Ferrari murder case, the psychological shadow was left behind.

Sensi: "Police slag, is it true that this artist is good at paintings that combine East and West?"

"This is complicated. It depends on whether the inspector can find something."

The inspector was ordered by Wang Dengming to investigate the painter's old background and go to the Academy of Fine Arts where he once taught.

But Helene had nothing to do today, she became a regular customer in the supermarket.

"The painting is great, the characters come to life."

"It's so vivid, dear, this should be among the famous paintings, and it will fetch a good price if it is auctioned."

Haoyue, woman.

Smooth black hair, emerald hairpin, white feather fan, white cicada short-sleeved top, colorful skirt, pink neck, fragrant shoulders, jade arms...
Wang Dengming observes frame by frame.

With the painter gone, he could only hope to find some clues from the painting.

Nine big white tails for women
Her eyes are more aura than the eyes of a slut
Looking at these eyes again today, Wang Dengming felt a strange heartbeat.

Smiling at you, she's seducing you, keeping you in it.

The exotic girl and her supporting roles hide in the surrounding forest, among the flowers, and the elves and monsters in the bamboo forest, one on the left and one on the right.

A man in an ancient Chinese costume, a black hat with a Futou, and a white robe.

Tattoos on the right arm of a man, dragon, sword
Tur North
"The painter seems to have a good understanding of China's history and cultural heritage, otherwise he wouldn't be able to draw such a painting, just like this nine-tailed fox."

"The question now is, is the original painting painted by Turbei, and this one is a copy?"

"It's hard to say, I didn't see such a painting in Dusk Skull Valley, and the chief didn't tell me that Turbei could paint."

"It would be nice if the Chief was here."

"I want to buy this painting. I don't know if the mayor is willing."

"As long as you can solve the case, I think the mayor will meet your request."

"That's best, look again, look carefully, maybe you can find some clues."

"Sergeant Wang, we have been watching here for more than an hour."

Wang Dengming did not give up.

Sensi intends to go to other places for a walk, and this Chinese policeman is not funny.

Just when Sensi wanted to leave, Wang Dengming stopped her: "Sponsor, did you count the number of little ghosts in the painting that day?"

Sensi: "I'm just looking at the fox with nine tails."

"I also focused my attention on her that day, and I always felt that there was a little one missing."

Sensi starts counting, one to two.
There are six in total.

"Strange, I think one is missing. It's right here, where the periwinkle bushes are. I remember that there seems to be a little Dong XZ here. She is too young to pay attention."

"you sure?"

"Not sure, I have a little memory."

Sensi: "Why are you pestering the little ghosts in the painting?"

"I don't know, hope my memory is wrong."

Wang Dengming recruited four staff members in a row and asked them how many little ghosts are there in this painting?

These people all answered, I don’t know, how would I know this, there are so many paintings in the castle, who noticed that there are a few so-called little ghosts in this painting, they are too small, and their heads are hidden in the woods and bamboo forests, Who will count carefully.

"You must have misremembered."

Well, then if I remember wrongly, this painting took them most of the morning.

No problem can be found in the painting, the painter died, and the investigation failed.

Just as they were leaving, Wang Dengming met Seltema.

This guy was scared by Wang Dengming once, because of the little wax figure, and when he saw Wang Dengming turned around, he wanted to slip away.

"Stop, cutie in nylons."

The Celt horse had to stop.

"Officer, you won't trouble me again, will the prize be prepared by Father Borg, not me?"

"That's not what I said, come on buddy, you come with me."

Wang Dengming invited him to the oil painting.

"Do you know how many little ghosts are in this painting?"

"Like seven."

"Seven? Is it seven?"

"I'm not sure. It seems to be six or seven. The adventure tourists said it. I heard someone say six, and someone said seven. I don't know how many."

"Is it the same group of tourists?"

"No, it's separated, separated by a few months, basically no one will count the heads carefully, only those who like to draw will do so."

After Wang Dengming sent Seltema away.

Sensi: "You are not investigating the case, the case is investigating you."

(End of this chapter)