World War I

Chapter 76: The Trick
Not only did Luo Ye not push her down after she gave the first signal, it seemed to have the opposite effect.

Chris made her own judgment based on Luo Ye's expression at the time.

She is also a police officer, and a good one at that, who was carefully selected to join the Kursk Town Police Department.

What she lacks is physical strength. Big breasts are bad things. Just like Luo Ye said, you can never catch up with a fleeing prisoner.

But female police officers have to get married, and getting married is the most important thing. Chasing criminals is secondary. Let male police officers do it.

How could Luo Ye not understand her teasing question?

No one knows that Luo Ye is also a master of leaving traces, Chris, you are so obvious.

This time it was okay. She restrained herself a lot and was even a little shy. Regardless of whether she was pretending or not, it was three levels higher than sitting down on him.

That action is called a transaction within nine square meters, not artistic love.

"Irina makes good coffee."

He held up a white porcelain teacup made in Jingdezhen, China, with a line of cursive characters written on it: It's rare to be confused.

After he finished speaking, he took a sip with a smile, watching Chris drink it with relish.

Chris glared at him and said in a slightly coquettish voice, "Luo Ye, is your aunt's coffee really that good? Now that you've become sheriff and have become bolder, have you entered the fast lane of moral corruption?"

This policewoman is too direct in her words.

Luo Ye still hadn't figured out how to deal with Russians, and he certainly had no idea how to deal with Russian girls.

He took it for granted that it was easy to get her, and that there was no way to stop a woman from getting a man.

so what--

"Which man doesn't want to have it all? You think too much. She is my aunt, my dear aunt. I don't allow you to say these things, especially in the police station. If you don't mind——"

"I have something to do, you go ahead."

Well, this was beyond Luo Ye’s expectation. He just left without saying anything. Did I make a wrong judgment again?

No, this is called playing hard to get. You're too young to play with me, Chris.

But Luo Ye was wrong. He was tired of playing this game. In front of Chris, he was the young star.

While drinking coffee, Chris knocked on the door and came in again.

Luo Ye thought she was going to continue fighting with him, but someone came in from behind him.

"Sheriff, this is Mr. Bones, the owner of the Big Dragon Hotel."

Chris's words made it all clear.

I was waiting for you to come, but you ignored me. Then you came when I was busy.

As soon as the office was closed, Luo Ye sat down on the desk without asking him to sit down.

"My friend, I've been waiting for you for a few days. Why did you come just now? You've exhausted all my enthusiasm."

Bones was a fat man with a round waist. His hair was combed back neatly and shiny, so that it could serve as a mirror.

This is the typical outfit of the old version of the boss, which seems a bit funny in Luo Ye's eyes.

This outfit is too fake, but few people in Russia at that time dared to have such a hairstyle. It took a lot of courage to have the confidence to show off with such a hairstyle.

It's like this, it's all a sign of gangsterism.

If you are not a gangster but pretend to be one, you will be easily beaten by real gangsters. Gangsters cannot stand people who are not gangsters pretending to be them. This is one of the rules of the underworld in Russia.
He was wearing a black gentleman's tuxedo, which was rarely seen on the streets. Only upper-class celebrities would wear it when holding important balls and social events.

Therefore, his attire made a formal announcement to Luo Ye: I am a high-level gangster with culture and background, please be careful when talking to me.

"Not inviting me to sit down, Chief Luo, this is not your way of entertaining guests."

"No, I only have one cup. If you sit down, I'll have to buy you some coffee."

Bones' mouth is so wide that one would think he had a mouth enlargement surgery.

A man who has a big mouth and eats all the food in the world cannot be the one who understands the unique Chinese philosophy and approach to things.

"You know, I'm actually in a lot of pain."

Luo Ye frowned slightly.

You look fat and ruddy, and you don't look like someone in great pain. A person in pain should have a haggard face and a depressed spirit.

"What makes me sad is that no one has dared to investigate the Dragon Hotel for so many years."

Luo Ye motioned for him to continue.

"Drug trafficking is punishable by law, but no one comes to investigate."

Luo Ye doesn't dare to say that he knows the drug dealers' thoughts best, whether they are positive or negative, but he can be considered an expert.

Before joining the 98123 Bureau, he worked as a police archivist for a year. When he had nothing to do, he would read files, interrogation records, interrogation processes, and confessions of criminals.

He had seen too many tricks.

I felt like vomiting after reading the cases in the Museum of Tricks.

He had seen at least five similar files with similar statements.

This is one of the smartest ways
Of course, there is a back-up plan for this method. If you accept it, you will be fooled.

(End of this chapter)