American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 3 03Don’t force me, I won’t do it anymore

Howard was hit hard on the head again.

Finally I couldn't bear it anymore.

He staggered, lost his balance and fell backwards.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound and Howard fell heavily to the ground.

Ron understands that it is better to chase the enemy with courage than to become the overlord in name only.

While Howard was covered, he pounced on him like a hungry wolf.

He sat down on Howard's body, swung out his fist and hit Howard's disgusting face hard.

Looking at that posture, he vowed to beat Howard to death before he stopped.

When Howard saw the recorder, his eyes straightened, his face full of disbelief, and his body stopped struggling.

She thought she had learned a lot from her previous job, but after joining the TV station, she realized that the world was as dark as crows.

But the distance is too far and I can't reach it, so I can only be helpless and furious.

He was actually...even more exciting.

Only then did the stunned colleagues react, and they quickly stepped forward to hug the frantic Ron tightly.

Mad, this is so fucked up.

The two speculative people booked a room in the hotel and went to the boat to talk all night long.

After knowing who Annie was, the two of them chatted more and more.

"Let's see you tomorrow. Actually, there's nothing to say. Don't pester me anymore...ah!"

Ron recalled the memories in his mind, and he was shocked to find that many geographical locations in the United States had changed drastically.

"Anne Hathaway" smiled.

Because she was sitting on a high stool, her plump buttocks and long white legs were perfectly exposed.

Ron knew in his heart that even if this incident had not happened, Howard would not ask for credit for him.

Everyone turned to look at Ron in surprise, shook their heads and returned to their seats.

She found that she was powerless about the environment and was extremely distressed, so she went out to drink.

Howard was like a mad dog about to rush up and beat Ron.

Although he has a lot of goddesses in his mind.

Not only did he have a bad temper, he also became cunning.

Only the deputy team leader, Sean, is senior enough and is not afraid of offending his boss.

Ron blinked, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

In the past, Ron's personality was quite gentle.

Believe in yourself and stay calm.

Ron's incompetence made Howard furious.

He wanted to slap himself twice in the face.

Ron prepared a voice recorder and obtained evidence of his racial discrimination.

Ron people are all stunned. It can't be such a coincidence, right?

As a man who works silently behind Anne.

At this moment he felt weak, pitiful and helpless!

The next day.

Ron beat himself so hard that it hurt like hell now.

There was a loud sound of the door closing.

Ron nodded and shrugged.

After making such great achievements, he was faced with criticism and criticism.

Breathing the free air, Ron's mood improved slightly.

A man left the Robbery and Murder Division alone.

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Her situation cannot be said to be exactly the same as before, it can only be said to be similar with some minor differences.

"How about giving me the recorder and I'll forgive you for your mistakes in this mission?"

His blond hair was messy, his head was swollen, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his white shirt red, his face was bruised, and the wounds at the corners of his eyes were viciously cracked, making him look particularly scary.

"Then your life must be wonderful."

The key is, that familiar yet unfamiliar pretty face always makes Ron full of excitement and doubles his sense of accomplishment.

"Don't!"

In this beautiful country, a country of immigrants, racial discrimination is not uncommon. Discrimination is hidden in the dark, and it doesn't matter if no one catches it.

"What the fuck, Anne Hathaway?"

Ron was punched so hard that his fists turned red.

Ron pushed away his colleague who was hugging him, took out the recording pen from his pocket and shook it.

Lu Xun was right when he said that it doesn’t matter if the leader says it’s okay or not, it’s okay if the leader says no.

"It's nothing. I accidentally knocked my foot just now. You don't need to show concern. Howard, I'm telling you now that we're done."

Maybe Ron is really handsome, maybe Ron looks interesting.

I was careless just now.

Ron's eyes shone, eager to try.

The body left, but the feet were still within reach, and the reluctant feet kicked Howard's body reluctantly.

As for the vice team's hint that Howard would wear small shoes for him, since there is no recorder in his hand, Howard would even give him small shoes.

Howard's expression was distorted.

Isn't Anne the heroine in "Wears Prada"?

When the undercover agent came back, why did he become so violent?

This is an endless rhythm!

This is obvious racial discrimination.

A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, so Howard thought he should get the recorder first.

"Buzz buzz..."

"Bang!"

Is this still a royal law? Is this still a matter of law?

If all Chinese Americans are thieves like Ron, how can people like him still hang out?

Howard's eyes were red and anxious.

Colleagues saw Ron, who was like a mad rabbit, being so vindictive.

The cell phone rang.

Ron was prepared, but he didn't expect Howard to be so unscrupulous.

Annie covered her red lips with her little hands and looked at Ron in surprise with wide eyes.

"Fuck, don't fucking stop me, I'm going to kill him!"

"And you?"

After a long time, Howard felt less dizzy.

"Fuck, are you plotting against me?"

Ma De, I really felt comfortable just now.

Anne was stunned.

Many place names should not exist at all, but they appear on the map of the beautiful country inexplicably.

He was so insidious that he prepared a voice recorder in advance. It was really unruly.

Ron vaguely heard a male voice on the other end of the phone.

He smiled confidently, finally figuring out who Anne was?

"who is he?"

He patted Ron on the shoulder and sighed.

So beating someone up can be so satisfying?!

Unfortunately, Howard was hugged from behind.

Howard rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll count it as a great achievement for you this time. Give me the recorder."

"It's really exciting. I personally killed the brother who led me in the robbery, and then returned to the police station and beat up my boss."

Ron ordered a glass of whiskey and sat next to him.

One of two things happening is exciting enough.

Ron was shocked.

Ron learned that after Annie resigned from "Project Runway" magazine, she moved to Los Angeles and started a new life.

"My name is Annie."

But if someone catches the evidence, they will face the dual crisis of social death and job loss.

"You...just wait for me..."

Bastard!

How could there be no words?

I must still have potential...

Two pieces in a row, the stimulation is super doubled.

"Captain, calm down, Ron is also impulsive. Besides, everyone knows that undercover agents are the most dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die. He may have been in a dangerous environment for a long time and has a psychological problem..."

But, that is Anne Hathaway, the goddess that countless people dream of but cannot achieve.

Unexpectedly, Ron went undercover once.

"Of course my experience is not as rich as yours. I am a reporter on a TV station and I used to work in a fashion magazine."

"Howard? Sounds familiar!"

"It's dangerous, resign if it's dangerous! After resigning, see if he can find a better job. Son of a bitch, little bastard, how dare you hit me? I want you to die, I want you to die!"

They were all stunned.

While driving and observing the scenery on the street, he had to adapt to this strange world as soon as possible.

The sound was muffled and painful to hear.

Warm sunshine shone on their faces.

Really careless.

A figure next to the bar attracted Ron's attention.

The moment he fell to the ground, he suffered a concussion, plus the few punches from Ron.

Howard was helped up by his colleagues and shook his head.

Fuck, who wouldn’t be nervous when meeting an elusive goddess?

It's a lie that Ron isn't depressed.

Reality is so fucked!

Ron also learned from Annie that the TV station he worked for was actually called Umbrella, and that there was a place called Raccoon Town next to Los Angeles.

He was not nervous, he was very, very nervous.

In order to live forever, those rich people will definitely support the research on vampires, and maybe they will develop some kind of super virus.

The reason why it's not Raccoon City but a town, Ron guessed, is because the Umbrella Company hasn't developed yet.

"Wow, that must be exciting."

The colleague tried his best to drag Ron away from Howard's body.

Ron opened his eyes drowsily.

Driving a second-hand Toyota, the orange sunset shines warmly on me through the glass window.

"This is called guarding against others."

And if things get too big, he really won't be able to hang out in the police station.

For example, Raccoon Town is where Umbrella is headquartered, and its main business coincidentally is biopharmaceuticals.

Anyway, Ron was numb when he heard the bad news.

"Hey, originally you made great achievements, but now not only have you failed to make great achievements, maybe... I wish you good luck!"

"Yeah, I just returned to the police station as an undercover agent."

"Anne Hathaway" responded with a smile.

There is no sense of security if a nuclear bomb is ready to explode at any time not far from where I usually live.

Ron said hello cautiously.

"Ron, you dare to beat the officer, I will fire you, fire you! Are you afraid? If you are afraid, kneel down and beg me immediately! Beg me, and I will let you go."

"Hey, ah, I was waiting for you at the bar just now, but you were late again. I have already gone home. Meet? I'm afraid it's not possible now. I'm very busy. No, I was doing yoga just now..."

Ron parked the car outside Penn Brothers Bar, locked the car and went inside.

Ron was speechless.

Does she have a boyfriend?

Fortunately, they had relationship problems and were about to break up.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? In your mouth, my great achievements have turned out to be faults and no merits!"

…

"A policeman just like you!"

"Ron, a police officer."

Annie reached out and grabbed the phone and answered the call.

But now that the advantage was with Ron, he could only say a harsh word and walked dejectedly towards the private office.

"Uh...this is too exciting."

This bar is where I often come.

Ron frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly his brows widened.

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense, since there are vampires.

People around her still regard her as a tool, and to succeed, she must treat others as a tool.

I thought I had understood a lot of truths and could be very detached.

Ron was about to hang up the annoying phone call.

After being severely beaten by reality, I found that the principles I understood were useless.

I thought Ron would accept it.

In his excitement just now, he called Ron a cowardly yellow-skinned monkey.

There are far fewer pedestrians on the streets than in China, and there are even homeless people passing by the park.

"Hi!"

I scanned around and found that it was almost evening and not late at night, so there were not many people in the bar.

"Anne Hathaway" was wearing a white shirt, a black knee-length skirt and a white-collar dress, with her hand on her chin, gently shaking the glowing wine glass, looking completely lazy and tipsy.

Ron shrugged nonchalantly.

"Let me guess the magazine you used to work for, is it "Tianqiao"?"

If he doesn't regain his face, he will have no authority in the Robbery and Murder Department from now on.

Annie hung up the phone angrily.

You can!

After taking a sip of whiskey, Ron was embarrassed but couldn't find a topic.

He stared at the recorder intently.

Damn, what the hell?

"how do you know?"

The phone rang at the critical moment, which was really disappointing.

"Hi!"

Anne is indeed a beauty in the world. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a first-rate figure, with curvy front and back, and her skin is so white that it reflects light.

"I... am indeed a fucking pervert!"

He could only open his teeth and claws and kick towards Ron with both feet.

Fortunately, Anne was there to comfort him.

He stared at Ron fiercely, with an expression like a hungry ghost, scratched his neck, was so angry that smoke was coming from his nostrils, and struggled to beat Ron.

"Bang bang bang..."

I thought Ron couldn't do anything to me.

Not only is there a problem with the place names, but the timeline seems to be messed up as well.

"Okay, fire me. Fire me, and I'll sue you for racial discrimination."

First, they were a little uncomfortable with Ron changing from an honest person to a sharp-edged person; secondly, except for Ron's undercover time, they actually didn't have much contact with Ron, so it was undoubtedly difficult for them to side with Ron.

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He finally accepted the basic fact that this is a very chaotic world of beauty and an extremely dangerous world.

Ron understood Anne very well.

Immediately I realized that I was very embarrassed today.

"Ron, calm down, he is still the captain after all..."

Now, he is not in the mood to go to work.

But you have to fight hard. I tried it just now and couldn't beat Ron.

When I lowered my head and saw the beauty lying in my arms like a kitten, I felt an unprecedented sense of pride in my heart.

Anne's long eyelashes opened, and she smiled sweetly when she saw Ron looking at her longingly.

"I really want to lie in your arms all the time."

Hearing that her voice was hoarse, Annie's face rose with two tempting blushes. It was all because of Ron, the bastard, he was having too much fun!

(End of chapter)