American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 45 45Deliberate encounter

On the train to Los Angeles.

Ron put the suitcase on the luggage rack.

Sitting in his seat, he curiously opened the magazine on the table.

I randomly found an article and started reading it.

In the aisle, a graceful figure suddenly bumped Ron's arm.

"Um?"

He looked up in confusion.

"Sorry to disturb you from reading."

I saw a very familiar face from my previous life appeared in front of me. The woman was wearing black high heels, blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black Buddhist bead bracelet on her wrist. She had a tall and voluptuous figure.

Fox took Ron's business card.

Ron said and rubbed it hard a few times.

Fox felt a little guilty due to Ron's operation. Could it be that he was really sick?

"If you want to visit Los Angeles, call me."

"Thanks!"

"What does she want to do? What's the purpose?"

The screams and screams were played from the computer.

As Ron got closer, the voice became clearer and clearer.

Yes, I am not sick.

"Don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. You have just sprained your foot. Do you feel a little pain here? In my opinion, 80% of it has injured muscles and motor nerves. If not treated in time, it is likely to cause central nervous system disorder or even necrosis. It will eventually lead to hemiplegia.

Even the lower half of the body is paralyzed. Let me tell you directly, your current situation is very dangerous and must be treated immediately."

Ron shook his head, looking regretful.

"Hey, just give up the treatment. One day, because of the hidden injury, you can only spend the rest of your life lying in the hospital bed, having insomnia all night long, and you will regret today's decision."

"No, if you really don't want me to look at your ankle, I still think you can save it."

But I was clearly pretending just now.

Ron looked at Fox.

"This is all an illusion."

As he spoke, Fox moved his ankle to show that he was absolutely fine.

As he spoke, Fox instinctively wanted to pull his feet out of Ron's arms.

Ron walked to the center of the car, and then he saw a blond young man watching the video.

"It should be fine."

"yes!"

How could Ron fulfill her wish?

Fox got goosebumps.

"Ah, is it still painful? Then you are really a good doctor."

Fox looked at Ron with admiration.

Ron blinked and pointed to the seat opposite him with enthusiasm.

Fox was secretly annoyed and wanted to show the woman's weak side in order to lower Ron's vigilance.

"Are you OK?"

The big-mouthed beauty looked in pain and looked at her ankle with a headache.

“First time in Los Angeles?”

Ron looked at Fox.

As soon as Fox sat down, she found that her feet had reached Ron's arms at some point, and then her whole body became stiff.

Ron was still convinced that Fox was sick, that's why he was so persistent.

However, Ron was overly enthusiastic and had already wrapped his arms around her waist.

As Ron stood up, he helped Fox to sit on the opposite side.

"What's wrong?"

Fox looked puzzled, but didn't see anything else.

Fox was speechless, making it seem like what you said was true.

No, it took a lot of effort to get a doctor.

Ron walked forward down the rickety aisle.

"I feel much better, I should be fine."

He just hasn't done enough acting yet.

But she knew that Ron was not an ordinary person and was very powerful.

So, he said: "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Don't worry, there are very few passengers on this train to Los Angeles."

After passing three carriages, Ron finally found the carriage where the sound came from.

Ron glanced at the blond young man. Next to him sat a young and beautiful girl, and opposite him sat two handsome middle-aged men.

Fox looked at the scenery outside the window and sighed emotionally.

At this moment, there was suddenly a loud noise in the carriage.

Fox was a little embarrassed and his cheeks were a little red.

Ron thought the other party was worried about someone making a reservation on the empty seat.

"It's not that serious. You see, I can move normally."

"It's not that I don't take it seriously, but I feel much better."

Fox doesn't want to dwell on this topic anymore.

"Need not!"

"Is your ankle sprained? Sit down and let me take a look for you. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Ron, an unknown doctor."

Anyway, the addiction must be enough.

Then she looked at her high heels and saw that one of the heels had fallen off.

“The scenery is beautiful!”

"Illusion, it must be an illusion. I studied orthopedics for 7 years in college, and I have in-depth research in this area. Give me your foot, and I will keep it and restore it to its original state.

Things suddenly became obvious.

With that said Ron left his seat.

"What's up?"

Fox looked at Ron in confusion.

"No, I mean I won't bother you?"

Sprained foot?

Ron looked at the face with pain written on it, but it was extremely familiar.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, tower-shaped trees flashed past the car window, stretching as far as the eye could see, which was spectacular.

Everything was as usual in the carriage.

Ron glared at Fox and said angrily: "If you don't take it seriously, does that mean you don't take it seriously? One day you will regret it."

This guy firmly believes that he is sick, right?

"No, I really feel better."

Ron was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted.

Some people were reading newspapers on the seats; some were playing with their mobile phones; some were folding their hands on their chests, closing their eyes and falling asleep; and some were looking at Ron curiously.

Ron squatted down, took off his shoes, and then held Fox's feet in his arms.

Ron let go of Fox's feet and shook his head helplessly.

Halfway through the matter, Ron's vigilance was lowered, but his lust was raised.

Think about this seemingly accidental, but actually inevitable encounter.

"It's not that serious, right? I just sprained my foot."

What situation is this?

Ron stood up, frowned and looked deep into the train aisle. He didn't find anything unusual.

"My name is Fox, but is this appropriate?" Fox asked slightly belatedly.

Ron said as he handed over his business card.

This shameless guy actually took the opportunity to touch her feet, damn it!

She wanted to kick Ron away.

The two good guys in the mutual aid association have both fallen into trouble. They can't avoid conflict head-on.

Ron's keen hearing allowed him to hear screams and calls for help.

The blond young man saw Ron looking at the computer screen and asked curiously.

Finally caught a beautiful foot.

You must be firm on this!

This woman wanted to get closer to herself by pretending to meet her by chance.

Ron didn't respond, but looked at Fox's beautiful white feet with regret.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he realized that the woman might have done it on purpose.

After Fox sat down.

Ron's right hand slowly reached for the gun in his coat pocket.

Fox's feet are white and smooth, her toes are small and shiny, and she is painted with light pink nail polish. She is really a pair of beautiful feet, and her legs are also in good shape, white and thin.

His appearance attracted the attention of some passengers, but most passengers were still doing their own things.

The laptop was placed on my lap, and the computer screen showed a scene of a group of zombies biting people.

He was a little suspicious of Fox, so he didn't tell her what he had discovered.

There were also three men sitting on the other side.

She asked curiously: "Are you going to Los Angeles too?"

The big-mouthed beauty smiled apologetically at Ron.

It turns out that the beauty just sprained her foot and lost control of her body, so she bumped into him.

"Of course not. Doctors are kind-hearted. Do you know how painful it would be for us doctors to see others injured and not be able to treat them?!"

"I'm not a good doctor. I'm just trying to do my best. It must be very painful, so don't stand. Come, sit down first and I'll take a good look at it for you. You have to believe in my professionalism!"

"Hey, if you don't listen to the opinions of professionals, you will definitely regret it."

Fox's face darkened.

"It's okay, just keep reading."

Ron nodded, then turned and left.

The moment he turned around, the man who was dozing in his seat suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes became blood red, his nails became long and sharp, and his fangs grew out of his mouth, and he suddenly rushed towards Ron's back.

(End of chapter)