Rhode Island Park Project

"Uh……"

The old police officer froze for a moment. "Well, of course not, but there were a lot of people watching at the scene, and everyone was worried about whether there might be a hidden infected person around them. We were also under a lot of pressure, so we can only trouble your friend to go and confirm it in detail."

"Haha, you guys are under a lot of pressure. In the eyes of many people, it's equivalent to confirmation."

Luo Hang's words were still neither hurried nor slow, and sounded light and airy, but beads of sweat gradually appeared on the old policeman's forehead.

He subconsciously took out the cigarettes he had just bought from his pocket, took out one, and then paused slightly before realizing what was happening.

The tip of a flame-colored tail stretched out in front of him, and a small ball of flame burst out.

He glanced at Ravshini who was looking at him, smiled softly, and lit a cigarette in the fire and put it in his mouth.

Thorne, who was watching from the side, had a strange expression on his face.

Luo Hang actually didn't have the habit of smoking. He did this subconsciously to add pressure to his interlocutor.

Slowly exhaling a puff of white smoke, he continued to speak leisurely:

"A lot of people say that children don't lie... but in my opinion, children are clearly the most likely to lie. What do you think?"

"Yes, yes, you are right."

The old policeman with sweat on his forehead nodded hurriedly.

Luo Hang held the cigarette in his hand, but shook his head in his heart.

He understood the police officers' thoughts. With so many people watching at the time, if there were any omissions, they would definitely be the ones to be blamed by public opinion later, with comments like "the police were already at the scene, but ignored the imminent danger" or "many people had pointed out the possibility".

By that time, they would be the ones who would lose their jobs and be attacked. In contrast, they would just take Thorne to the police station for an extra trip and do their duty. If there were any problems, it would not be their fault. As for whether Thorne's reputation would be affected, it had little to do with them.

Self-preservation is what humans tend to do most of the time. Luo Hang wasn't interested in preaching life lessons to a few low-level police officers. After exerting enough pressure, he changed the subject:

"Where are the children?"

"Well, we're not sure. Maybe he's already gone home..."

The old police officer said embarrassedly.

Luo Hang was also speechless.

"Didn't you bring the person back to take a statement?"

"Well, we took some notes on the scene. They were just kids after all..."

"..."

They say that Victorian policemen's daily routine consists of afternoon tea and donuts, and he has certainly seen it.

The old police officer obviously realized that his answer was not very satisfactory, and he quickly made amends awkwardly:

"We will find those kids later and teach them a lesson."

Luo Hang raised his eyebrows.

"Oral education?"

"Yes or no……"

The old police officer, whose story was changing back and forth, looked embarrassed. "They were just a few kids around 11 or 12 years old. They just said a few random words. We can't impose excessive punishment for that."

"Haha, I just said a few random words,"

Luo Hang sneered, "Accusations from infected people can have extremely serious consequences in many places. I think this is more like a rumor and a false accusation."

The old policeman opened his mouth in astonishment.

This is a real charge.

Is this person a devil who can accuse a few little kids of such a crime?

But Luo Hang didn't care, and continued:

"I hope you can notify the parents of those children to bring their children to the police station tomorrow to make a public apology and write a sincere apology statement on the spot. Otherwise,"

He took a drag on his cigarette, his gentle exterior finally shattered, revealing his predatory nature. Through the smoke, he grinned at the veteran police officer in front of him, "Let my lawyer get busy. I'm afraid the compensation we're demanding will impress those children and their parents."

Chapter 332 Watershed

After leaving the police station and getting in the car, Thorne naturally became the driver again, while Luo Hang and Lavshini sat in the back seat.

"I appreciate your help, Doctor, but I can handle this matter myself from now on."

On the way, Thorne suddenly spoke.

"Oh?"

Luo Hang glanced at the rearview mirror, and then saw a young, somewhat awkward and stubborn face in the mirror. He understood and said jokingly, "Things like this are not easy to handle for people who don't know the ins and outs. If you are familiar with the route, you can save a lot of trouble."

"This is my own business. Even if it might be more difficult and troublesome to handle it myself, there's no reason for me to just hand it over to someone else!"

Thorne looked even more stubborn.

"Hahaha--"

Luo Hang laughed heartily, "Alright, alright, since the person involved insists on this, I have no reason to force you.

However, I will still ask my acquaintances to prepare the relevant things, after all, this is what I said."

Thorne, who was driving, said nothing.

He knew that this was the way Luo Hang left himself a way out, but he just expressed it in a more tactful way.

It was already humiliating enough to have this man help him once. Of course, he had to avenge his own grudges. He had really been helpless against the police before, but since he could handle it himself this time, no matter how many difficulties there were, he would never rely on others again!

Thorne stared straight ahead and made up his mind, while Luo Hang, who was sitting in the back seat, secretly pinched Lavishini's calf wrapped in black stockings and smiled gently at the girl next to him.

Although Lavishini did not interfere with Thorne's decision, she was still worried about her partner and had been secretly looking at him since just now.

Now with Luo Hang's promise, Lavishini smiled at him for his behavior.

have to say,

Where can I find such a good rival in love?

Luo Hang couldn't help sighing in his heart, feeling the excellent touch of the smooth black socks fitting against the soft yet plump flesh of the girl's calves.

……

The three of them returned to the clinic safely.

Thorne's safe return made many people who were waiting anxiously happy for a long time.

The supplies that Luo Hang brought and that were piled up at the port have been handed over to other people to handle. A portion of them have been delivered, and the dinner seems very lively.

"Big Brother——"

A little girl ran in front of Luo Hang. The braid on the back of her head swayed with her steps, making her look very cute.

This is an acquaintance, the little girl that Du Bin rescued from Qi's crazy soldier today.

"This is for you—"

The little girl, who seemed a little shy, reached out and put something in his hand, then quickly turned to Doberman.

He looked down at his hands and saw a few small stars made of colorful paper ribbons.

"what--"

He couldn't help laughing, and then just shook his head.

It’s not that there’s anything wrong with the little girl’s gift, but he really hasn’t heard of the name “big brother” in a long time!

I have to take that back, some kids are still very cute.

The little girl holding gifts was still running around in the crowd. Not only him and Doberman, but also Frost Star, Thorne and many people present today received gifts from the little girl.

Although the process had some twists and turns, the first day after arriving at the destination ended in a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, with him sleeping in the same bed with Her Royal Highness the Princess and Doberman in his arms.

***

the next day.

Urban streets.

Thorne came to the familiar market to purchase supplies.

As mentioned before, as one of the few members of the isolated block who can move freely in the city, Thorne actually shoulders a lot of burdens.

Yesterday’s twists and turns are yesterday, but today’s work must continue.

"...Okay! Put your things away and take care!"

Although it was still early, the market, filled with the atmosphere of life, was still very lively.

Thorne is a frequent visitor here, so after he came, people often greeted him on the roadside, but the atmosphere seemed a little subtle.

Many people were staring at him, and as he walked on the road, their eyes followed him without hesitation, and there were whispers on the roadside.

There was no excitement brought by being the center of attention, only an uneasy atmosphere in the air.

Thorne suppressed the throbbing in his heart and walked to the stall where the previous customer had just left.

The previous customer was a middle-aged woman. When she saw Thorne coming, she hurriedly took two steps forward with the bag in her hand, then smiled politely at the stall owner and hurried away.

The stall owner and Thorn were acquainted, so Thorn spoke naturally:

"Three steaks, two—"

"Thorne."

The stall owner interrupted him.

After Thorne looked over, the stall owner sighed, put down the knife in his hand, looked straight into Thorne's eyes and said:

"Don't come to buy things from me anymore."

"..."

Thorne frowned, suppressed his restlessness and asked, "Why?"

"You saw it too,"

The stall owner turned his gaze to the crowd that was avoiding them. "After you came, no one dared to come here anymore...for fear of catching something."

Thorne felt a sense of absurdity rising in his heart.

"Infected with what? What could possibly be infected?! Aren't you just trying to say I might be infected?! If I really had stones growing on my body, would I still be standing in front of you right now?! Shouldn't I be in the detention center waiting to be sent to quarantine?!"

He suppressed his anger, but his volume and speed kept rising.

"If you want to see, I can take off my clothes right now and show you if there are any stones on my body. And the doctor also said that infected people can't infect others at all!"

"Thorne!"

The stall owner also shouted, and the noise in the air gradually died down.

The stall owner simply looked at Thorne's eyes filled with anger and said quietly:

"I can trust you, but if you come to my place, it will affect my business."

"..."

Thorne suddenly felt a silent suffocation.

He turned his head and looked at the crowd around him who were avoiding him, whether they were passing by or whispering, they stayed away from him. He felt like something was blocking his heart, as if something was about to erupt like a volcano, but he could not find a way out.

He couldn't refute the stall owner's words.

He realized that most people didn't actually care whether he was infected or not, but taking a few more steps when walking or buying things was not a big deal either.

There is no need to take risks that may or may not exist just because of these two steps.

For those who do business, such a result cannot be ignored.

This is the job that others rely on for survival, and he cannot force others to do it with a clear conscience.

But what about yourself?

What did I do wrong again?

Even the police have admitted that there is no problem, and everyone knows that the person in front of them is most likely not infected, but it still happens.

It seemed as if everyone had only made insignificant actions that would have no actual impact on anyone, but half of the road was left empty next to him.

"Hey! Get out of here!"