Dozo America

"Do you know something?" Andre was still curious, although he thought Hans was right.

"How old are you, Andre?" Hans glanced at Andre's still young face, shook his head and smiled, "Twenty-three? Twenty-four? How many years have you been a police officer?"

"Twenty-six!" Andre smiled. "This is my third year. I mean from the LAPD to Temecula. You know, I made a mistake in Los Angeles to get here.

."

"Do you know how many years I have been a policeman?" Hans glanced at Andre lightly, "It is one year more than your age. In three years, I will be doing this damn job.

After thirty years, I can get a full pension."

"But... I know all this!" Andre looked at Hans strangely, not understanding what he was talking about.

"You don't understand what I mean? Yes, you are too young!" Hans shook his head and smiled, "I have seen too many murder cases and too many cases that can never be closed. I know why.

Can some cases not be closed? In addition to being unable to find evidence and clues, there are also cases that are beyond human knowledge."

"Beyond human's current knowledge?" Andre repeated hesitantly, and then laughed, "This... is really crazy. Are there really Martians or devils in this world?"

"I said... you're still too young!" Seeing that Andre didn't believe it at all, Hans shook his head and stopped talking, concentrating on his milk tea and pizza.

Robert

Outside Santona's house.

"Mr. Santona, are you ready?" After waiting outside for a while, Lina felt something was wrong. She pulled out the pistol from her waist and held it with both hands. She stood on both sides of the door and shouted loudly.

No one in the room answered at all.

"Mr. Santona, if you don't answer, we will break in. Mr. Santona, are you listening?" At this time, Ren also felt that there was something wrong. He also pulled out his pistol and hid in the door.

The other side.

Lina and Renn exchanged glances and nodded. Renn dodged and kicked open the door of Santona's house. Mr. Santona was facing the door, holding a double-barreled shotgun in both hands.

"Oh, damn!" Renn dodged. Just as he was about to dodge, he heard a "boom" and the bullet hit the part below his left shoulder. The impact of the bullet pushed Renn back three feet.

Four meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Ren, damn!" Lina ducked and wanted to shoot, but the second shot came again, with a bang. The door was hit with sawdust flying, and Lina dodged.

Taking advantage of Santona's opportunity to change bullets, Lina stepped out again, raised her gun and fired, "Bang, bang, bang..." Several gunshots were heard, the bullet entered the human body and made a "puff" sound, and blood was injected.

Santona fell on his back and twitched on the ground, unable to survive.

"Ren!" Lina rushed towards Ren and looked at him gasping for air.

"Hiss!" Linna tore open the clothes where the bullet hit, revealing a layer of bulletproof vest inside, but you could still see blood oozing out from the parts other than the bulletproof vest.

"Am I going to die?" Ren gasped, blood foam coming out of his mouth, and he tried to smile, "Now I can finally take a rest."

"Stop talking, Renn!" Lina shouted with a crying voice, then took out her mobile phone to call for help, "I need help. We are now at home in Santona. Renn is injured. I

Need an ambulance, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine!" Ren wanted to say something else, but suddenly he coughed and blood came out of his mouth, making Lina even more flustered.

She had seen people get shot, including suspects and colleagues. She could hold it back, but this time she couldn't help the pain in her heart and held Ren's hand tightly.

Not long after, a sharp siren sounded in the night sky, and police cars and ambulances rushed over. Medical staff came over with a stretcher. A doctor looked at Ren's wounds as his consciousness was blurring, and wrinkled.

brow.

"Be careful, don't let the injured person have too much shock. He has injured internal organs and broken bones." The doctor said, directing the medical staff to put Renne into the ambulance.

Lina also wanted to follow, but was stopped by Stel who came over.

"Ren is under the care of professional medical staff, Lina!" Stel frowned and looked at her, "I need to understand the situation here. Why is it like this?"

Lina only needed to stop and explain to Stel what had just happened.

The medical examiner is examining Santona's body.

"Do you think Santona is the murderer who killed Mr. Cranston and Ms. Kimmel?" Sterre looked at Santona's body and frowned, "Just because he shot you just now?"

"Isn't this reason confusing enough?" Lina was a little annoyed. Originally, Ren was injured, and she was holding back a fire in her heart. But when she heard Steer's questioning, she couldn't help it anymore.

"Lina, you are a professional police officer and a cuckold detective. You'd better have direct evidence to prove Mr. Santona's guilt. If not, you and Ren will be responsible for your actions."

Terl shook his head and sighed, "If Mr. Santona is not a suspect, and you break into his house without a search warrant, the judge will make us uncomfortable just for this reason."

"I know, I will be responsible!" Lina said angrily, turned around and left.

Lina went straight to the hospital. She had to stay there. She wanted to know about Ren's injury as soon as possible. She hoped that Ren was okay, then appeared in front of her, smiled at herself and said: "Hey, Lina

!”

The door to the operating room opened and Renn was pushed out, his eyes closed.

"Doctor, how is he?" Lina asked anxiously.

"The operation went relatively smoothly, but the critical period was not over. The power of the bullet was too great. Although it did not directly penetrate his body armor and enter his body,... three of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were shocked.

The damage was extensive, causing internal bleeding, organ displacement, and... the bones of the exposed left shoulder were shattered."

Linna's body suddenly felt like it weighed a thousand pounds.

Lina couldn't be more clear about what the doctor's words meant. Let's not talk about whether his life could be saved. Even if he could, it would be impossible for Ren to use a gun as a policeman again in the future. He had to choose.

The best thing to do is to quit the police force, and then according to the current regulations, maybe find a leisurely civilian job in the police station.

But this is absolutely impossible for Renn to endure.

Seeing Ren being pushed into the intensive care unit, Lina felt her mind go blank. After being stunned for a long time, she slowly took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed Sarah's phone number.

Because the blockade on the house has not been lifted, Zhen Fan cannot go to the vineyard to arrange planting. But this does not prevent him from summoning the previous planting workers to understand the situation, because new grape planting is about to begin.

Sampson had urged him several times, and after spending an unquiet night, Zhen Fan and Sampson finally stood in front of the group of workers.

"Should I say a few opening remarks?" Zhen Fan asked Sampson, who looked at the workers in front of him who were of different heights, short, fat and thin.

"Of course, you are the boss with the most shares, so of course you are the most suitable!" Sampson encouraged Zhen Fan with a smile.

"Okay!" Zhen Fan coughed twice, "Guys!"

"Haha——" Someone couldn't help but laugh out loud. Zhen Fan could see that he was a relatively short and strong man in his thirties, wearing the attire of a typical American farmer.

"Okay, I don't know your names yet, so guys, you will still work here from now on, and I won't fire anyone." Zhen Fan said, "At least I won't now."

"I have worked in this manor for more than ten years, but now... Mr. Cranston is no longer here. He is a good man. This is the inheritance from his father, sir!" A man in his fifties or sixties

The 20-year-old man stood up and said, "I want to know, sir, can our salary be guaranteed?"

"That's a great question!" Zhen Fan nodded, pointed at him and smiled, "If you want me to answer this question, then I will ask you a question first. Can my job be guaranteed? If so,

So congratulations, your salary will not be less, and it will also increase!"

"I like this sentence!" The speaker was a middle-aged aunt, whose fat body was deeply dented by the apron she wore.

"Sir, do you know how to make wine? Cranston's craft is a family tradition, and his wine has never lacked sales." A young man raised his hand and asked Zhen Fan loudly.

He was a thin young man wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt. His face showed his distrust of Zhen Fan.

"Good question, buddy! I'll answer this question for Zhen Fan!" At this time, Sampson, who was standing behind Zhen Fan, stood up and said to the young man with a somewhat proud smile, "I believe that as long as wine is mentioned,

Nowadays, there is no one in the United States who doesn’t know a luxury brand—h﹒c﹒d, boy, what’s your name? Do you know this kind of wine?”

"Toby, Toby Gellar. h﹒c﹒d, I know." The young man replied loudly, "I heard that the wine was brewed by a Chinese... Oh, God, you won't say, he...

...Is he our boss?" The young man seemed to understand, and suddenly screamed.

"Why not him? Yes, Zhen, this is the founder of h﹒c﹒d, the founder of the world's best luxury wine brand, Fan Zhen. So, your worries are completely unnecessary.

"." When Sampson said this, he also had a very proud and accomplished look on his face. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!