In the detention center, the suspect is myself

Chapter 349 The painter in the tavern!Three coins! [Please give me a monthly ticket! 】

"MD, I never thought in my life that I would be chased by the police like this!"

"Don't worry, now that you are familiar with it, you won't have to be as panicked as you are now."

"Grass!"

In the car, Wang Chao finally drove to pick up Xu Hao, but missed the best time to escape and was chased by a bunch of police cars.

"Brother Hao, how long will these gang of cops chase you!?"

"Don't worry, just drive forward."

Xu Hao smiled, but he didn't feel anxious about the police behind him.

"Brother Hao, the guards moved too fast. The area ahead is not a chaotic area, but an area that has been temporarily calmed down!"

Wang Chao glanced at the road ahead, his face full of tears.

As a police inspector, he actually had to be chased around by the police.

Is this reasonable?

This is very unreasonable!

Moreover, Song Yun failed to grab the territory even though he was fighting for it, and many of his brothers were injured or temporarily detained.

Now I have to be chased by FBI agents!

This wave is like losing his wife and losing his troops. It’s a huge loss!
"Just drive forward."

Xu Hao didn't explain, he continued talking cheerfully.

"By the way, don't press the accelerator too hard, otherwise the people behind you won't chase you."

Wang Chao quickly collapsed.

"No, Brother Hao, we are imprisoned, and the probability of coming out is almost 0!"

“Shouldn’t we step on the accelerator now!?”

"Calm down, you can step on it if you want."

Xu Hao comforted him, and Wang Chao immediately stepped on the accelerator.

Then, he made a sharp turn and rushed into the alley, starting to run away wildly.

The police car behind them kept sprinting, trying to find the 'gangster' playing hide-and-seek in front of them.

"Damn it, how can these two people run away so well!?"

In the police car, the policeman driving looked at the cars escaping in front of him and frowned.

"If the person who was named by the superiors and asked to be arrested is easily caught, it can only mean that we arrested the wrong person."

Sheriff Zaru on the side didn't say anything. He took out his walkie-talkie.

"Guys, give these guys a taste of FBI efficiency!"

"Seal the surrounding area and compress the encirclement little by little to prevent the rats from escaping."

After saying that, the speed of several police cars immediately increased, quickly surpassing Zaru's vehicle and heading forward.

Chasing a person is not troublesome.

The trouble is, you can't hurt this person!

Otherwise, they would hit each other with a car and force him to retreat. With Chaozi's driving skills, he would never be able to escape.

But if you can't hurt the opponent, you can only shrink it little by little in the form of an encirclement.

This method tests tacit understanding and consumes time.

But what they lack most is tacit understanding!
Thinking of this, Zaru also shook his head and muttered.

"Are all the bosses collectively crazy?"

"He actually asked people from the FBI to track him down personally, and specifically targeted him."

Dozens of FBI arrested two Yanhuang people who had no criminal history. Zaru was stunned when this mission came out.

It would be fine if the other party was a dish.

But the other party has no dirty information!

The only information that I could find on my own was that Larov transported the body to Chinatown, and then the other party showed up to investigate the case because he was worried about the safety of Chinatown.

If it was said that Larov had some good connections and wanted to avenge Larov, that would make sense.

But using fbl?

It just doesn’t make sense!
Especially since the other party had been arrested and sent to the California police station before, and had been imprisoned once for nearly a month!

Zaru couldn't figure out what the boss was thinking.

But he still chose to carry out the order.

"Boss, those two Yanhuang people have disappeared!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the intercom, bringing Zaru back to reality.

"Disappeared? What do you mean?"

Zaru frowned. He originally wanted to show off by arresting the person for dozens of days and then letting him go, but Xu Hao's "ignorance of appreciation" made him feel a little dissatisfied.

"Report, sir, the other party abandoned the car and ran away. We don't know where he is at the moment."

Abandon the car and run away
This is not the first time Zaru has encountered this situation.

He didn't find it difficult. After all, the blockade had already appeared, and the next step was to shrink the blockade and find them bit by bit.

But
Will make them work overtime!

Problems that originally took only one hour to solve now take several hours, or even last into the night!

Zaru frowned, he was really in a bad mood.

"Where did they disappear?"

“Near Gangdong Business District!”

"Then check!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of policemen were like rats, knocking on the newly settled Hong Kong East.

"It's broken, it's broken, Brother Hao, it's all full of notes, we can't run away!"

On this side, Wang Chao looked at the policeman's clothes that appeared in front of him from time to time, and he said without tears.

He and Xu Hao worked together to catch the murderer. They had used this kind of blockade countless times and found it useful every time.

But when the blockade is blocked on oneself.
Only then did Wang Chao realize how disgusting this method was!
Don't dare to show any movement, otherwise you will be caught.

He couldn't run away even if he wanted to, so he could only hide in the dark, desperately watching the police approaching him little by little.

The psychological torture is even worse!
"Come with me."

Xu Hao hid in the corner, glanced around, and then walked purposefully somewhere.

After half an hour.
The two came to a shop that had just returned to peace.

Wang Chao raised his head and took one look, and suddenly he couldn't hold himself any longer.

"Brother Hao, how long has it been? Why are you still thinking about this thing!?"

What the hell?
I saw a line in English hanging on the shop. Wang Chao couldn't understand it, but he could understand the 'wine glass' next to it in English!
'John's Tavern! '

"I can't run away anyway, so why not go in and have a drink."

Xu Hao smiled, patted Wang Chao on the shoulder, and then walked in.

Wang Chao's face was full of pain.

He doesn't like drinking very much. After all, he thinks it's more appropriate to have some delicious food in his stomach. He usually doesn't do it except for celebration banquets, and at most he drinks a few beers.

"Forget it, we're about to go in. Let's drink something. At least it will lessen the pain when we get shot."

Wang Chao sighed, then gritted his teeth and walked into the tavern.

As soon as he entered the door, a depressing atmosphere suddenly filled the surroundings of Wang Chao.

His originally impatient heart was suppressed and calmed down by this atmosphere.

There are many people in the tavern.

The number of guests even exceeded the usual number!
Their footsteps coming in were not loud, but they were very clear, but no one turned to look at them.

Everyone was silent, lowered their heads, and drank in silence.

Twenty percent of these people are black and [-]% are white.

"Do you want something to drink?"

There was a 'no credit' sign behind the bartender. He looked at Xu Hao sitting at the bar and asked silently.

"Two cold beers, please."

Xu Hao smiled, took a glass of beer, then squinted and scanned the surroundings.

Not surprisingly, the scene was as he expected.

There are only two kinds of people who come to the tavern during this time.

One is a simple drunkard.

The second type is the person who has something on his mind!

The former are rare in number and basically untouchable.

If the latter is the case, then it’s a promising operation!
With a thought in his mind, Xu Hao silently activated a skill on his hands.

Immediately, he sat quietly on the table and slowly sipped his drink.

The tavern was very quiet, and the bartender wiped the glass silently. Only the rough and suppressed breathing continued to reach his ears.

Xu Hao sipped his wine quietly. He didn't speak, and so did Wang Chao, but he just didn't speak and his face was extremely sad.

After half an hour.
"Bill, please."

A silent white man on the side suddenly spoke.

The bartender stood quietly in front of him, "It's three dollars in total."

The white man nodded silently, then reached out his hand and dug into his trouser pocket.

But when he put his hand into his trouser pocket, he was stunned for a second.

He got it wrong.

The white man paused, and then continued to look for something on his body. He kept searching, but he still couldn't find anything.

After a while, the white man looked at the bartender in front of him, his mouth filled with bitterness.

"I brought money."

The bartender didn't say anything, he just stood there quietly.

Several people around looked at him.

The white man was silent. He rummaged around on his body again, but found nothing for a long time.

He looked at the scenes around him. For some reason, the tip of his nose suddenly became sour, and all kinds of tastes surged through his heart.

Slowly, notice that more and more rain is coming to his sight.

Slowly, he searched his pockets more roughly.

Slowly, the bitterness in my heart and the sourness on the tip of my nose became thicker.

Suddenly.
The man seemed to have thought of something. He sat on the chair and covered his face with one hand, with some water stains showing between his fingers.

The white man lowered his head. He didn't want to cry. He didn't know what he was thinking about before he cried, but it seemed that he was thinking about everything and that's why he cried.

He suppressed the choking sound, but his voice could still be heard in the extremely quiet tavern.

This sound gave the tavern a layer of sadness.

After half an hour.
"Ding~"

A crisp voice sounded.Everyone looked subconsciously.

Xu Hao took out three coins and placed them on the bar with a gentle smile on his face.

"Excuse me, are you interested in exchanging your story for three coins?"

story in exchange for three coins?
After a pause, everyone turned their attention to Xu Hao. Seeing the gentle smile, the bitterness in their hearts was somewhat erased.

The white man looked at the coin. He looked at it for a long time.

He should have solved the problem and stopped crying.
After seeing these three coins, the tears in his eyes became more intense, until his eyes couldn't hold it anymore, and big tears fell on the bar.

He cried, and Xu Hao didn't stop him.

Sometimes, what you fear is not the indifference of others.

What I fear is that when I pretend to be strong, others will suddenly show kindness, just like when a person is wronged, others come to comfort him.

"Are you interested in letting me hear your story?"

"Man, I feel like there's something wrong with you emotionally."

Xu Hao's gentle voice sounded, obviously very indifferent, but it made people feel the caring feeling in it.

The white man was silent for a long time, and he held the three coins.

"Sorry, I made you laugh."

"My name is Lelanche."

"Xie Bian, a native of the Yanhuang Kingdom." Xu Hao smiled, "Are you in trouble?"

The white man was silent for a moment, and then he spoke, with a hint of sadness in his tone.

"Yes."

"Is it related to the family?" Xu Hao had a curious expression on his face.

"Thank you, my wife went out last night to buy milk powder in the supermarket, but she died because of the fire during the riot."

The white man held his head, bitterness on his face.

"My condolences." Xu Hao said softly.

"No, thank you, thank you for your kindness, but I'm not sad."

The white man said, he took a breath and looked at the tears on the bar.

"I'm not sad. Although my wife's body is still in the room, I don't feel a trace of sadness. I feel that I don't love her as much as I thought."

"I'm very used to eating alone, feeding our baby, or going out to work."

"I'm the same as before."

"I don't know why I'm crying. I obviously can't feel a trace of sadness."

As he spoke, the man's face was full of confusion, but tears kept leaking from his eyes and fell on the bar.

Xu Hao was silent. He took a sip of his drink and said nothing.

The man is still chattering.

"She was crushed by the shelves, and the fire burned her hair, her skin, and the fairy tale we built together."

"The fire lasted for an hour and was put out. My wife endured the smoke and fire for 10 minutes."

"Thank you, do you know how long it took to put out the fire?"

"10 minutes"

As he spoke, the white man suddenly felt something, and his voice suddenly became a little resentful.

"Only 10 minutes!"

"Those damn firefighters, they were out for five or 10 minutes!"

"The distance between the fire station and Hong Kong East is only ten kilometers, but it took them five and 10 minutes!!!"

As he spoke, the white man couldn't hold it back, and his biological instinct to restrain his emotional dam collapsed in an instant.

The words of white people are filled with desperation.

"Five 10 minutes!"

"They walked for a whole five and 10 minutes!!!"

After saying that, the white man couldn't stop anymore. He put his hands around his head and cried bitterly on the bar. His desperate wailing echoed through the tavern.

Suddenly, everyone fell into memories.

The quiet tavern was only filled with men's voices at this time, and even Wang Chao was silent.

Some people were exaggerated by the atmosphere, with bitterness on their brows and tears at the corners of their eyes.

Xu Hao patted the man's shoulder and said nothing, still sipping his drink.

He seemed to have accepted his fate and waited for the federal police to pursue him without any resistance.

until
"damn it!"

“You bunch of damn shoddy products, it’s all because of you, you should get out of the Bald Eagle!!!”

Suddenly, a white man who had been silent for a long time suddenly stood up. His eyes were bloodshot, and his body was extremely excited.

Emotion turned into strength, filling his limbs, and violently pushed a black man down.

The black man didn't say anything, his eyes were very sad.

The white man was still excited. His fist carried the wind in the air and hit the black man's face hard.

After half an hour.
The black man's head was bruised and bloody, and streaks of blood appeared on his appearance.

The white man stopped waving his fists, hugged his head and cried bitterly, curling up on the ground. No one knew what he had experienced and what he had lost.

In a riot, everything can be lost.

The black man stood up unsteadily, and his sad eyes glanced around him, looking at the white people around him who had been hurt but were motionless.

He circled around, his inner emotions brewing.

After a while, he asked a question buried in his heart.

"What did I do again!?"

"Can you tell me what I did!?"

"Ever since I was born, I have endured your discrimination. You called me an orangutan and an inferior product that has not fully evolved."

"At school, I was ostracized and teased."

“In society, I was not accepted and replaced by white people with far less ability than me.”

"Even on the road, I would be forcibly searched and my clothes would be stripped off. In the cold winter, I would lie on the ground and be searched by a bunch of people!"

The black man couldn't control his emotions. He looked at the people around him, but didn't seem to notice them.

He was asking others, but also seemed to be asking himself.

Xu Hao watched quietly, as if he was a simple spectator.

"My father was accidentally killed by the police on the street. My mother went to the police to seek her true love, but was accused by a white police officer and was tortured to death in prison!"

"I went to ask for justice, but I got ridiculed."

"I have clearly done nothing, yet I am being discriminated against, resented, and even beaten up by you!"

As he spoke, the black man's emotions became agitated, and his inner world began to collapse bit by bit.

"What did i do wrong?"

"Tell me, what did I do wrong!?"

"Is it because of the color of my skin?"

There is a difference between discriminating against individuals and discriminating against all.

Just like Xu Hao, he always discriminates against those who have laziness and violence engraved in their genes, regardless of skin color.

But this is only because there are few people like Yanhuang Kingdom.

If there were more, like the bald eagle
Probably so too.

"No one is going to tell me that I'm being discriminated against because of the color of my skin."

"You will only say that I am wrong, I am wrong, I am guilty, I am a criminal."

"But I really don't know"

As he said, the black man could no longer hold on. His past and yesterday's experiences, as well as the online violence he suffered on the Internet because of his skin color, made him unable to bear it anymore.

He slowly squatted down and held his head in his hands. The swelling on his forehead was extremely obvious.

The blood on the face of the tear-confused person slowly dripped to the ground.

He was crouched, resembling the white man on the ground.

"What the hell did I do?"

Does anyone have an answer?
some.

An angry white man could no longer bear the questioning, and his inner defenses collapsed in one sentence.

"What did I do again!?"

"Why did my family, my children, die in the riots!?"

"Tell me, what did I do again!?"

The white man excitedly carried the crying black man and questioned him emotionally.

The black man didn't speak, he just cried. His sad look and desperate eyes were exactly the same as those of the white man.

This is a deformed country!

The crying in the tavern was very strong, a sound of despair.

It is also the voice of these people who are unwilling to accept it.

Is anyone wrong?
No one is wrong, but they have to bear the consequences of their mistakes.

Everyone is innocent, and it is the innocent people who have suffered such unparalleled disasters that the anger in their hearts can burn everything.

Those words, mixed with cries, reached everyone's ears.

There were a lot of people in the tavern, at least dozens of people were getting drunk here, intending to sink their consciousness.

But these words made their memories clearer and clearer, and the original pain gradually appeared in their hearts, with incomparable clarity and incomparable despair.

Does alcohol make you drunk?
No, a piece of trivia.

Alcohol numbs the body.

Consciousness will become clearer!

He can only make people's bodies make impulsive actions due to impulse, and their thinking will only become clearer.

The originally deserted tavern.
Because of three one-dollar coins, this moment was full of despair.

Just when everyone was immersed in despair.
A gentle voice sounded.

"Want to paint?"

Xu Hao said gently, his voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears.

Leilance was stunned and raised his head, with blood-red eyes on his face. He stared blankly at the people beside him.

Xu Hao's smile was gentle, like a butterfly, gently inciting on the apex of his heart.

"Relance."

"Man, maybe"

"I can make a painting for your wife."

(End of this chapter)