Dozo America

Mornings in the United States seem to be no different from those in China.

If I have to say something, it is that the air is indeed better than in China, and there are also such enthusiastic neighbors. But as for what Thomas said about the neighbor on the right beating his wife, Zhen Fan didn't hear anything all morning.

Beating your wife should be universal, not just in China, but probably men all over the world have the desire to beat their wives. But some people only think about it, and some people actually put it into practice.

After breakfast, Zhen Fan had nothing to do. According to the will left by his third uncle, he had to fulfill his wish, which was to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic or a traditional Chinese medicine health care clinic with an American medical license. For this Zhen Fan,

I also made some research before going abroad and found out that I met the conditions for obtaining a medical license.

Fortunately, in New York, the exam can be postponed until October. It is still early and there are still two or three months to prepare. Moreover, I have studied related majors at a Chinese medicine college in China for five years, which is also in compliance with the regulations.

The third uncle has thought about everything for Zhen Fan, even preparing relevant books and materials for the exam. All Zhen Fan has to do is review seriously in the past few months.

After reading for a while, Zhen Fan went outside and walked on the lawn in front of the house, then picked up a bag and prepared to go shopping. By the way, he got familiar with the neighborhood of Jiugu.

In fact, the main purpose is to prepare gifts for Thomas's house. It is not polite to come and go without reciprocating. Zhen Fan adheres to this Chinese mentality.

Zhen Fan's ability to memorize streets is indeed not very good. After walking around for a few times, he felt like he was lost again.

Fortunately, there is a supermarket in front.

I selected a few ingredients for making cakes, and then bought some vegetables. I went to the wine shop and picked up two bottles of wine.

"Sir, if you want better-tasting wine, I suggest you go to a wine store!" A tall, middle-aged white man with a fat belly next to him smiled at Zhen Fan.

In his hand was a bottle of fruit wine to go with the meal.

"Oh, I'll just drink whatever I want!"

Typical Chinese politeness.

The big fat man shrugged his shoulders and put back the fruit wine in his hand as if he didn't care. He turned around and walked towards the bakery area. In fact, he just turned around.

This supermarket is not big, much smaller than those big supermarkets in China, and there are not many people. They are very loosely packed in twos and threes.

"Sir, do you want to pay cash?"

The cashier raised his head and looked at Zhen Fan's face.

“How do you know I can’t swipe my card?”

Zhen Fan was a little unhappy. He looked at this freckle-faced girl and felt a little familiar.

"I know, you paid in cash last time!"

Freckles smiled at Zhen Fan, revealing his teeth covered with metal braces, which really made Zhen Fan speechless. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that he came to this supermarket yesterday, no wonder he felt familiar.

"cash!"

Since we are acquaintances, we don’t need to talk nonsense and just pay in cash. Originally, I wanted to do as the Romans do and pay by credit card. The cash habit I developed in China will not change for a while, it is quite unaccustomed!

Freckles looked like he had known this before, and quickly gave Zhen Fan money. He had a handful of shiny silver shells, which felt heavy in his hand.

Zhen Fan paid the money and was about to give in to the people behind him. He turned around and saw that it was the fat man talking to him in the supermarket. He saw that there were three or four bottles of wine in his shopping cart.

“Is local wine that is not exclusively sold better?”

Zhen Fan smiled at him.

"Maybe, but the ones here are cheaper. I might go there to buy a few bottles tomorrow. I'm telling the truth. The wine there does taste better. I used to buy it there!"

The big fat man was a little anxious and wanted to argue to show that he was indeed a high-end customer who often spends money in specialty stores.

"Take me with you someday, I want to try it too!"

Zhen Fan put the bag away and turned to leave.

With a sound of "Boom!", the door of the supermarket was violently pushed open, and three young people rushed in. The leader was a young white man, followed by two young black men, one as strong as an ox, and the other

He is skinny and has blond hair, just like the gangsters in the area where he once rented.

It's just that these three gangsters obviously have more advanced equipment, and they have guns in their hands.

The leading white young man with a pierced nose came over, took out the chewing gum from the mouth of the sturdy black young man who was following behind, stuck the camera on the cashier, and then shouted:

"It's been a robbery, come out with the money!"

Suddenly, all the customers seemed to have rehearsed, lying on the ground one after another, including the big fat man just now. He held his head in his hands, his belly pressed against the floor, and his head could not reach the bottom board, as if he was using his belly as a support point.

of top.

Zhen Fan also squatted down quickly, but unfortunately he squatted at the door.

Freckles quickly took out the cash from the cashier and piled it on the counter, like a mountain. Then he nervously pushed it aside, chewing gum nervously in his mouth.

I don’t know when she put the chewing gum into her mouth, maybe when the robber came in.

In a friendly manner for the American people, Zhen Fan moved to the door and tried to make way for the three robbers.

"Get out! Yellow skin!"

When the three robbers filed out, one of them kicked Zhen Fan and hurriedly disappeared into the street.

After the three robbers were out of sight, Freckles quickly called 911, and then all the customers in the supermarket consciously stayed and waited for the arrival of the police.

"Hey, are you okay, cash-paying Asian!"

When Zhen Fan stood up, Freckles asked Zhen Fan with concern.

"It's okay! Thank you, can I go?"

When the big black guy kicked, Zhen Fan had already turned in one direction. Naturally, the kick hit the air. It was obvious that the kick was missed. The big black guy almost fell down when he ran out.

There was also some stumbling.

"Who are they?"

"It's Jim's people, that damn bastard, he's the boss of this neighborhood, he's from the underworld. It's best to see them go around and don't mess with them! It'll be good for you, outlander!"

Freckles said seriously.

"And you'd better stay here before the police come, otherwise there will be some trouble. If you want the police to visit your home often, I don't mind you leaving now!"

"It seems that there is really some trouble!" Zhen Fan smiled at Freckles, "How do you know that I am a foreigner?"

"I can see that you have been wandering around the neighborhood for a long time in the past two days. Most of the time you are walking around, as if you can't find the way. Only foreigners do this, but fortunately you know my supermarket!"

Freckles smiled, revealing his braced teeth.

Zhen Fan was still about to speak when he heard a burst of sirens, approaching from far away, and drove to the entrance of the supermarket. Two police cars got out, and five people got out, two plainclothes and three uniforms. One of the plainclothes was a woman, or

A very young woman, with chestnut hair and a slim figure.

"I called the police!"

Freckles stepped forward, waved to the police, then came out and complained to them.

"This is the third time. We have come here three times in just the past four months. God knows if there will be a fourth time. This group of people today came here to rob us for the first time. I know them!"

"I understand, we have to follow the procedure, right? I need the video of the time, as well as witnesses, the amount of cash that was robbed, and of course the specific process of the robbery and the physical characteristics of the three of them. It needs to be more detailed.

The camera is clear and has more than 10 million pixels.”

The young male policeman in plainclothes smiled and took out his ID for Freckles to take a look at.

"This case used to be in charge of Chief Hunter of the police station, but now it belongs to me. Sarah, go find a few witnesses to ask about the situation, and then send them back. Don't waste each other's time here!" The male police officer

Nodding at the freckles, "You can call me Rain Hart, that's my boss Sarah Vogel."

"Hey, Sarah Vogel, do you want to come over and say hello?" Renn.

Hart shouted into the supermarket.

"I'm working!"

"Okay!" Renn shrugged, "She is just like that, a workaholic or a persistent character. Where did we talk just now? By the way, this case belongs to me!"

"Okay, it's yours, officer!" Freckles gritted his teeth, and then muttered in his heart, "What a terrible police officer. Fortunately, your boss is reliable!"

"My name is Kelly!"

"I guess Kelly is not your last name, but your first name? I nodded, which means I guessed it right!"

"Yes, you're smart, Kelly Willie!"

"This is my business card. It has my phone number on it. If you have time, call me. Maybe we can choose a quiet place to have a cup of coffee and talk about the case or something!"

"Ren, if you are still talking nonsense to pick up girls, I will kick you back to your uncle. There are a few witnesses over there. You can ask them together!"

"Okay, I always do this kind of hard work!" Renn raised his hand, turned around helplessly, and faced Zhen Fan who was still standing at the door with a straight face.

"Name, occupation, age, address!"

"Do I have to tell you everything? I'm afraid I won't leave any criminal records, right? I'm still stewing potatoes at home. If I don't go back, there might be a fire. Damn it, what should I do now? I'll get out.

It’s been so long!”

Zhen Fan looked very anxious and raised the shopping bag in his hand.

"Damn it, you have to tell me your name and address. Maybe we will ask you to investigate some situations!"

"Fan Zhen, No. 1250, Block 12, goodbye, officer!"

Ren waved his hand impatiently.

"Goodbye, police officer, Zhen Fan quickly walked out with his shopping bags and waved.

With a "Gah!" sound, a taxi stopped in front of him, as if it appeared out of thin air, which startled Zhen Fan.

"Hey, buddy, I knew I could meet you!"

After getting into the car, the driver turned around and shouted excitedly at Zhen Fan.

"It's you again!"

Zhen Fan slapped his forehead to express that he was very hurt.

"Where's your red belt?"

Eddie exclaimed excitedly: "I threw it away a long time ago. I watched Bruce's movie yesterday on TV. I think it is very suitable for that kind of fierce fighting style. Maybe I can do it next time."

Look at Jim’s little gangsters, those sons of bitches extorted a hundred dollars from me yesterday!”