World War I

Chapter 58: Source of Poison

Dentist Cymbals always felt uncomfortable all afternoon. There was always a smell in his nose. He used alcohol to wipe and sprayed floral water but still couldn't get rid of the smell on his body.

The dentist is not particular about that, but he is a bit of a germaphobe.

Luo Ye and Saranchi walked into the dental clinic, and Luo Ye showed his ID.

"You are Sheriff Luo Ye, your deputy sheriff just now-"

"You're saying bad things about me, aren't you?"

Dr. Cymbal Dentist looks to be in his forties. His loud voice and quick movements fully demonstrate that he is an agile and talkative medical worker.

"Yeah, I complained a little. What do you want to ask?"

"Nothing serious, from your perspective. He doesn't have anything scary in his mouth, does he?"

The doctor smiled and said, "I'm a dentist. He has a serious ulcer in his mouth. It will heal with some medicine. Is that all I'm asking?"

"No, I'm talking about bad breath. Have you ever had a patient with such bad breath before?"

When the doctor heard this, he immediately started to complain.

"God bless you, I've never encountered such a stinking tooth extractor. It's killing me. I probably won't be able to eat for three days. Just thinking about his mouth makes me sick. I've seen so many patients, no matter where they are, and I've never smelled such a stinking mouth."

"So, this is the first time you've encountered a tooth extractor with such bad breath?"

"No, I've never met one. I don't think there's another person in Russia with such a bad breath."

"Thank you."

After coming out of the dental clinic, Luo Ye said: "Bad breath doesn't seem to mean anything."

Salanchi: "Leave him to me."

"so be it."

While in the dental clinic, Luo Ye received a call from Fyodor: "Sheriff, there's a job here, it's profitable."

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No. 94 Hongqi Street.

Luo Ye and Feodor were in a Western restaurant, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

"Sheriff, I'll treat you to some whiskey. This is the best whiskey in town."

As soon as Luo Yeyi sat down, the waitress, wearing a short skirt and high heels, brought the sheriff's whiskey with a charming smile.

Almost everyone in the town knows what the new sheriff looks like, where he comes from, and what his background is.

This amazing sheriff couldn't pass his internship in three years, was so scared that he peed his pants, died and came back to life, and was almost shot by the investigation committee, but suddenly he became the sheriff again. Oh, damn - he had so much information that he suddenly became as famous as a movie star, and his popularity ranked first in the town.

Will this guy be like the previous sheriff, who always doesn't pay for meals and doesn't charge for sauna services?
"Sheriff, my name is Darlene. Welcome. The boss said this is your first time here, so I'm treating you to a drink. I wish you a pleasant work and a prosperous future."

This is the most beautiful girl in this western restaurant. She speaks sweetly and crisply.

"Did you give money?"

Fyodor said hurriedly, "Dalin, did I say I won't pay you?"

"Of course not. I know you will pay. You are treating the sheriff to a drink, but the boss is treating the sheriff to a drink sincerely."

"Where's the boss?" "He's not here. He's out of town, but he said that as long as the sheriff comes to drink, the first meal is free, and the same applies to any other time he comes."

Luo Ye felt a sense of pride and satisfaction floating out of his body and headed straight for the ceiling.

But he can't drink without paying.

"Give me money."

Fyodor paid the bill first, regardless of whether the waitress agreed or not.

"You invited me to drink, what's the matter?"

Fyodor pointed to the building diagonally across the street.

"It used to be a workers' club, but now it's a hotel. Chief Luo, I know you've lost your memory, so let me first explain the situation of that building. It's a chicken coop now. How about doing something good with it?"

vote?
Luo Ye felt that this word was too awkward. We are policemen, not bandits.

But in Russia, the police style here is completely different from the modern police station he used to work in.

Strict discipline, strong work style, skilled business——and many more.

Here, Luo Ye couldn't find that feeling. The police had loose discipline, drinking was rampant, they acted recklessly, and bribery was serious.

He didn't want to be a bad policeman, but at least he had to respect the local customs. In less than ten days, he found that he spoke in a very Russian style, swearing and careless. He was seriously infected by the people around him.

Especially Feodor, the source of the poison.

But Luo Ye discovered that his personality was actually quite suitable for being a Russian policeman. He could show off without being laughed at by others, and Russians were quite good at showing off.

"Feodor, let me remind you, this isn't just a job, this is action!"

"Alright, alright, let's do it. You said the police station was short of money so I gave you this idea. If it were someone else, I wouldn't do it. I know you're a fool, so I told you this because I have reliable information. There were transactions going on there tonight, all involving sex. Taki had a stake in it. Taki is gone, you know what I mean."

"how to do?"

"It all depends on whether you dare to touch Bones. He's a big boss, he knows people in Moscow and St. Petersburg, and the mayor is his friend."

"That's not the point. That's not intelligence."

"I know you'd say that. Okay, besides the sex trade, there's also drug dealing going on. Half of the drugs in town come from this hotel. Many people have lost their fortunes, and this hotel has played a significant role. This is legitimate intelligence. Make your choice."

Luo Ye: "Do you dare to do it?"

"Look, you're the sheriff, and it's not fun to offend people."

"One hit can———Damn, you've led me astray. Are you sure this hotel is a drug den? What if we can't find the drugs?"

"I guarantee it with my head. If we do it tonight, we'll definitely reap a lot."

Luo Ye drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"You have to make damn sure of it."

"I've already said it, I guarantee it with my head."

"Okay! I'll let Turgenev come on stage, otherwise what will happen to his salary?"

(End of this chapter)