World War I

Chapter 61 Five-star bad review

Mark didn't go out all night, and his beard suddenly grew a lot.

"Captain Luo, I apologize to you—"

"Please stop. I accept your apology. Nothing will happen if you cooperate. Go back and rest for two days. Come back to work the day after tomorrow."

Mark's gloomy eyes paused on Luo Ye's face for a moment, and he said, "You all suspect that I'm dead, why?"

Luo Ye: "This matter has passed. You will not be examined physically. You should maintain your mental balance. I have undergone two physical examinations like you, one in the hospital and one with Dr. Sim's instrument. You also said that I was dead. I did not accept the examination with a normal mentality. Don't think too much. Go back and rest."

"Okay, I should have a good rest."

Mark got into his police car in the parking lot.

The police car slowly drove away from the police station.

"Senior, did you find out anything?"

"Not yet. Throwing him out of the holding cell is the first step. There's definitely something wrong with him, but only those closest to him can detect the subtle changes in him, not us."

Luo Ye gave a thumbs up.

"The people closest to him are his two lovers. Do you think his lovers can tolerate his bad breath?"

Saranchi shook his head and smiled, "You should ask his woman about this. Tell her about your situation. You were fooled by Fyodor. That guy cheated you for money."

Luo Ye took out a cigar from his pocket.

"Have one, it's a rare commodity in this era."

"this era?"

"Yes, we must keep pace with the times."

Saranchi reached out to take the cigar, put it to his nose and smelled it, and Luo Ye prepared to help him light it.

"No, I smoke fake cigars."

"What? Fake."

"Yes, this is not produced by the Dutch Royal Agio Cigar Company. It is a fake. The box is exactly the same as the real one, and the taste is not much different from the real one, but you can tell the difference after lighting it."

Luo Ye lit one himself.

“The taste is still good, much better than the domestic ones.”

"domestic?"

Luo Ye realized he had let something slip and said with a smile, "Yes, it's made in the Netherlands. Light it up, senior. Even fake ones are cigars. Smoking on them will show that we are different from others. Come on, light it up."

Saranchi couldn't refuse and took two puffs.

"Well, fake ones are still cigars. What do you mean by domestically produced? It seems that Russia currently doesn't have domestically produced cigars."

One-Eye suddenly walked in from the door of the police station.

"Russia's Red Ting Cigarette Factory produces cigars. Detective Saranch, your information is too obscure."

"Really? Then take a look and see if this cigarette is produced by the Russian Red Ting Cigarette Factory."

One-Eye: "Sheriff, please give me one, as a reward. I'm craving for a cigarette."

Luo Ye handed him one: "I stole this from Director Knuckles's desk. It's a bargain for you."

One Eye took a sip.

"It's not produced by the Russian Red Ting cigarette factory. It's produced by another manufacturer impersonating the Dutch factory."

"So, how do you know this cigarette isn't made by the Russian Red Ting cigarette factory?"

The one-eyed man smiled and said, "Detective Saranch, you're good in every way except that you love asking questions. If you want to know the answer, go to the Russian Red Ting Cigarette Factory and ask. Sheriff, I have something to report to you." "What is it?"

"Someone called the police and reported that someone at the vegetable market on Niengler Street was forcibly collecting protection money. The vegetable farmers refused and someone was injured. Do you want to go and take a look?"

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"The attackers have already left. The vegetable farmers said that group of people would go to the vegetable market every morning to collect protection money."

"Good job, we'll go tomorrow and you can help."

"Order."

As One-Eye left the office, cigarette in hand, Saranch said, "Captain Luo, you don't have the work ability, experience, or leadership skills a trainee police officer should have. No wonder Mr. Andre said you're someone worth learning from."

Luo Ye grinned and said, "Don't say that. You'll embarrass me. Why does Yekalin like carving nesting dolls? She actually carved nesting dolls on the spot for such an important task."

Saranqi smiled slyly.

"Go ask Mr. Andry yourself. I'm going to go shopping."

The great detective walked away, and Luo Ye stood there, smoking a cigarette silently.

Chris came out of the police officer's office with another pile of documents in her hands.

She is now not only the police station's file manager and financial director, but also Luo Ye's assistant.

This position belongs to her.

Among the three female police officers in the police station, Irina Shayk would not do such a thing, Sonya would disdain to do such a thing, but Chris likes it the most and is the best at doing such a thing.

"Sheriff, I'm leaving your office."

The police station is not big, but there are a lot of trivial matters that happen every day.

"What's going on at the Niengler Street market? They say someone's collecting protection money. Do you know anything about it?"

"You want to catch Momiji?"

"The head of the protection racket?"

"Yes, that's him. He's been in that area for over ten years. Everyone is afraid of him. Even Taki doesn't dare to touch him. He's from a gang, the famous Axe Gang."

"What gang? What gang?"

"The Axe Gang."

Luo Ye smiled cunningly.

"Luo Ye, I advise you to be careful. You just offended Bones. Don't make too many enemies now. You won't be able to stop them."

"If I can't handle the little thugs on the street, where's my reputation as a sheriff?"

Chris smiled suggestively.

"If you really do that, I will never laugh at you for peeing your pants again."

"Wet your pants?"

"Correct."

"Thank you for your selfless evaluation. Go and find Turgenev."

About five minutes later, Turgenev came to the office. He was sleeping in the dormitory and didn't care about the miscellaneous things in the police station.

"What's the matter?"

"You're so bored, come with me tomorrow and beat someone up, and do it harder."

(End of this chapter)