Life as a police officer in America

Who is that woman riding a horse that appeared in the church?

Standing on the edge of the cliff, facing the sea breeze, Wang Dengming sorted out the confused threads.

Was it another woman who rode a horse to the church to find the priest last night, and if so, who was she, and how many ponies like that were there on this island.

When Wang Dengming evacuated from the castle, he asked the subdued people, and they said that only Yariel Simayi's family had such a horse on the island.

If the person who provided the information didn't lie, how did the second one come out?
There is only one possibility, the female captain and the island owner are acting again.

However, Wang Dengming always felt that the female captain was really not acting.

Where is the problem?

He didn't know how long he stood on the edge of the cliff.

Sensi quietly appeared behind him.

"Police slag, do you want to commit suicide?"

Wang Dengming turned around and pinched her buttocks.

"With you here, I am not willing to die."

"This is what I compared, look."

A string of crooked and weird words on the note.

"What does this mean?"

"Talk to the little old man and ask him to translate the meaning of this text. If he is willing to cooperate, we can consider returning the book to him."

"The idea is good, but we haven't figured out what the relationship between him and Louis is. If he is from Louis and we ask him to translate, it means that you and I are digging our own graves."

"Then why did he cover up for us? What is his purpose?"

Wang Dengming laughed and said, "It seems that we have to catch him to find out what's going on."

"But he helped us."

"Yes, you are right. I found that the investigation of the case on Wicked Witch Island cannot follow the usual procedures. If the owner of the island was captured earlier, maybe LS Di and the others would not die. We think too much about the problem and be cautious. a little bit."

"But there are some things you can't stop thinking about, such as the female captain."

Wang Dengming turned his head to look at the room, his face showing tangled contradictions.

"Another example is Jasmine."

"Jasmine can be sure that she has a problem. What about this female captain, her braids are harder to grasp than Jasmine's."

"Is there a problem with the female captain? I'm sorry for the scumbag, I almost collapsed when I asked this question."

"Me too, my dear, let's blow the sea breeze, it will help you clear your mind, let's reorganize all the clues, as long as the female captain has a little suspicion, interrogate! Don't be afraid that she won't say anything."

But the final sorting result made the two on the edge of the cliff really collapse.

Helene called from the door of the makeshift kitchen: "Sheriff, it's lunch time!"

Lunch was okay, the stuff was too simple, Helene got a frying pan from the island owner's house, there was no shortage of firewood, and it was everywhere.

The tour guide ate the lunch cooked by Helene and said, "The coefficient of your future husband kicking you out of the house is too high, you have to be careful."

The inspector often said that Helene's cooking was not good, and today the Mexican tour guide made fun of her cooking.

Helene: "If you have the ability, you can cook your finger smoldering dishes again!"

Wang Dengming smiled and said, "Don't keep thinking about that memorable meal."

After he finished speaking, he brought some potatoes to the island owner.

The island owner saw what was on the plate and kicked it away.

"Let go of me, I want to go back to the castle! I want to go home!"

"It's almost twelve o'clock, have you figured it out?"

"I XXXX your mother xxxxxx."

Wang Dengming dragged him by the collar like a dead dog to the edge of the cliff.

"You want XXXX, don't you, come on, go down XXXX."

Wang Dengming kicked the island owner to the edge of the cliff with one kick. If Wang Dengming's foot hadn't stepped on one of his wrists, he would have almost fallen off.

Half of the island owner is already beyond the cliff.

The [-]-meter-high cliff is no joke.

"Do you want to die? Make sure. If you want to die, I will let go."

"You devil! Devil!"

"Okay, I'm the devil."

His feet loosened slowly, and the island owner felt Wang Dengming's strength decrease, and he roared in a natural reaction: "You—damn, damn, what do you want to do, what do you want to do?"

"Have you made up your mind?"

"I XXXX your mother"

Wang Dengming didn't believe that this guy was really not afraid of death, so he loosened the strength on the soles of his feet a little.

He thought that this guy would be so frightened that he would call for help, that must be the case.

But something unexpected happened. I don't know if the island owner wanted to grab Wang Dengming's feet, or he wanted to break free from the only life-saving point.

Ah, a scream!
The island owner fell into the cliff, his body shrank rapidly, shrank. He fell into the sea, splashing a small wave.

At such a high place, his hands were tied behind his back again, and he was dead.

Sensi came to hear the news. "Scumbag, you actually put people to death on trial, you used to do this often, didn't you?"

"Damn it, I didn't mean to kill him that soon, no way."

The tour guide also ran over: "Sheriff, what a shrill scream, strange sound like an ambulance, did he commit suicide?"

"No, kicked off a cliff by the sheriff."

"Oh my straw hat god, the sheriff is so cool, this guy is always playing tricks on us."

Wang Dengming shouted angrily: "Damn it, clues, clues to the fucking pyramid!"

"This doesn't seem like the right time to die. Did he tell you the clues of the pyramid?"

Wang Dengming glanced at the tour guide.

"It's a fine day, Sheriff, and you haven't finished your lunch yet."

After Asares finished speaking, he looked at the sky and walked back.

"As long as Lewis lives, Mr. Scumbag."

"I was worried that Scorpion would shoot him in the head with one shot."

"And the magician Rong Song."

"Killing one kills, killing two is also killing."

"Is the island owner dead?"

"If you fall down here, you will definitely die. You don't expect me to jump down to save him, do you?"

"If he is the only insider of the pyramid, will you jump or not?"

Wang Dengming was about to jump, but Sensi screamed in fright: "You are crazy!"

"Sweetheart, you think I can really jump. He hanged four people and hacked two people to death on the ghost ship. He deserves to die!"

"Don't hold on, you really regret it in your heart, the clue of the island owner was destroyed by you."

"Don't be so smart, you know what I'm thinking, you're terrible."

"I'm your plaything, are you afraid?"

"Yes, I shouldn't be afraid. If there is no one here, we can have a romantic time."

"Jump off! I won't stop you."

The owner of the island, Mr. C, was tried to death by Wang Dengming for no apparent reason. Wang Dengming himself didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.

He was not in the mood to eat, and sat at the iron table pondering over the telephone. His intuition told him that the telephone should have been taken away by Louis.

What was the purpose of Louis taking away the telephone?
People often say that hands are cheap, but few people say feet are cheap. Wang Dengming suddenly discovered that not only his hands are cheap, but his feet are also cheap.

The island owner's investigation of the whole case is undoubtedly crucial, but unexpectedly
Are you a little too impatient?

The rhythmic mind of the investigation retraces its steps.

On the road to the lighthouse, no one has been seen so far. Wang Dengming saw two foxes chasing in the middle of the road.

Hansen said that the entire Witch Island Lighthouse is the safest place, but Wang Dengming has not yet figured out what aspect of safety Hansen refers to.