World War I

Chapter 66 Antique New Police Car

Okay, the culprit is Saranchi, not me, Luo Ye. He is a major general, a general. I am a lieutenant now, and the lieutenant's documents have not been issued yet. I should obey the general's orders.

A policeman, a soldier, is a good soldier and a good policeman only if he obeys orders.

Thinking of this, Luo Ye calmed down a little, but he was still worried that Mary Hayes was in danger.

However, Salanci said that as long as Mary Hayes didn't provoke Mark, there would be no danger. Mark beat her because Whitman said she was breaking up.

"Of course I'm willing to help you. We're all very concerned about Sheriff Mark's health. Whether he can return to work soon depends on your care for him. His emotions are extremely unstable, so I ask that you refrain from using words or any other means to irritate him. Just comfort him and enlighten him, okay?"

Mary Hayes laughed and said, "Sheriff Luo, you're too fussy. If you have a disease, go get it treated. It's not cancer, just bad breath. Don't worry, I'll take care of it. I'm just worried Stuart won't agree. He's a stingy, neurotic old man."

"Don't worry, I'll go find him right away, please wait."

Stuart was not in his office but in the printing room.

The printing room is at the back of the warehouse, just around the corner from the exit.

When I walked into the printing room, the short director was grunting and printing something at a manual printing machine. It looked like a promotional brochure.

They are so poor that the post office is still using printing presses from the 1960s and 1970s, and people have to print them manually.

"Hello, Director Stuart."

Stuart was holding the handle of the printing press and printing the next page.

The presbyopia on the bridge of his nose fell to the tip of his nose due to the movement of the muscles in his nasal bones.

"Oh, Luo Ye——"

He wanted to hug Luo Ye, but both of his hands were covered in black ink.

"Do it yourself."

"There aren't enough people. I'm dying of exhaustion."

Stuart is indeed Luo Ye's friend. As the police station's dedicated odd-job police officer, Luo Ye is responsible for mailing any documents or packages that need to be sent by the police station. It would be strange if he didn't know this director. They are old acquaintances.

But Luo Ye's memory fragments had been destroyed by the drug of Product No. 1. He really couldn't remember that he had such an old friend, so he could only laugh and pretend that he had such an old friend.

"Wouldn't it be enough to just hire a few staff members?"

"Do you pay them wages?"

Luo Ye grinned: "Yes, that's right."

"I heard about your story. After you came back from the base, the whole town was talking about you. What happened? Did you really die and come back to life?"

"This matter is very complicated. I will tell you later."

"So you're still here to mail something, and you're already the sheriff."

"Not really. I'm trying to ask for a week's leave for Mary Hayes."

"What! Asking for leave? No, no, can't you see I'm almost dead tired? We're already short-staffed, and if one more person leaves, who's going to do the work?"

Luo Ye hurriedly said: "Listen to me——"

He said it again in a low voice, and Stuart said, “So that’s how it is. Is there really something wrong with Mark?”

"It's hard to say whether there are any problems or not. We'll wait for the results of the investigation and proceed quietly. This matter must be kept secret, especially from Mary Hayes."

"I see. What about my work here?"

"Let me help you."

The director smiled.

"Then you have to buy me a drink."

"Of course, thank you. I'll tell her right away."

Before Luo Ye arrived at the warehouse, he saw Mary Hayes standing at the door of the warehouse, staring intently and standing on tiptoe.

Seeing Luo Ye, she ran up hurriedly.

"How is it, how is it, how is it—"

Luo Ye made an OK gesture.

Mary Hayes snapped her fingers excitedly. It was a beautiful snap. Even Luo Ye couldn't snap her fingers so handsomely.

"I really don't know how to thank you enough. If you don't mind, can you give me a hug? I'm so excited! I'm so excited!"

Luo Ye went forward and hugged her.

"Don't laugh at me, Chief Luo, don't laugh at me, and don't tell anyone, it's embarrassing."

"It's human nature. I also have a small matter to ask for your help."

"you say!"

Luo Ye took out a letter from his briefcase.

"The recipient is Brando Michael, a special police officer who performs missions with me at the base. He's from St. Petersburg. Just give the letter to him. Don't ask about the base; some things are better left unsaid. I met him at the base. He's injured and is being treated at the state hospital."

"That's it?"

"Yes, that's it. If he's willing to write back, please bring the letter back to me."

"Does this need to be kept secret?"

Luo Ye chuckled.

"You're quite vigilant. This doesn't need to be kept secret. It's just a private message between friends. I just want to know about his health condition. If it's inconvenient for you, I can send it by mail."

"What are you talking about? Bring it here!"

She snatched the letter away at an extremely fast speed.

"Okay then, go ask for leave, and you can leave with Mark tomorrow. I've told Mark what I mean, and he's waiting for you. He'll be very happy if he knows you're willing to go."

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

The police car was driving slowly on the street, and suddenly a new white police car without license plates appeared on another street. The police car had not yet been registered.

The police car was a Volga police car produced by the Gorky Automobile Plant in Russia. Luo Ye saw it and frowned. He spent such a large sum of money to buy an antique that was so ugly that it couldn't be uglier. It turned out that this was the reason why the ruble was worthless.

The new police car drove over and drove parallel to Luo Ye's car. The manual window was rolled down, and Sonya's rosy and beautiful face looked at him.

"Luo Ye, this new car————belongs to me!"

Luo Ye narrowed his eyes.

"No, I won't quit if you don't give it to me!"

"You scared me. Okay, I'll give it to you. How are you going to thank me?"

Luo Ye made a cool OK.

The police station urgently needed new police cars. After paying a large sum of money to Bones, Luo Ye customized three new police cars. He asked Sonya to pick up the car. This was the first one.

Sonya smiled brightly. "You're a great sheriff, and I never thought I'd get to drive a new police car. How do you want me to thank you?"

Before Luo Ye could make up his mind, the new police car stepped on the accelerator - that's OK, the speed is still acceptable.

A traffic policeman was taking pictures of the back of the car with a Toshiba camera.

(End of this chapter)