Dozo America

A young Caucasian woman plays country music on the harp in a coffee shop.

Zhen Fan glanced at the beautiful and melancholic woman several times. Everyone likes to look at beautiful women, especially beautiful and melancholic women.

After lunch, Sarah generously invited Zhen Fan to the coffee shop.

"I checked the files and it seems that you immigrated here recently. How do you feel? Do you feel fresh and exciting in this exotic place?"

Sarah acted more appropriately. She looked at Zhen Fan seriously. She seemed to be chatting, but she didn't show the appearance of chatting at all. Instead, she looked like she was questioning a suspect.

"Something sad must have happened to that woman!"

Zhen Fan answered the question incorrectly.

"Do you need to comfort me? This may be an opportunity for you. Pick up women, go to bed, and end up giving up!" Sarah frowned and looked at the woman.

"No, you can feel the sad atmosphere from the sound of the piano!" Zhen Fan also looked serious, "Don't say you can't hear it, I am sure that this girl must have been abandoned!"

"I can't tell at all, you are telling lies!"

Sarah glared at Zhen Fan dissatisfied. Then she watched in surprise as Zhen Fan snapped his fingers not far away, and a waiter hurried over.

"Ten dollars, buy a rose and give it to her! The rest is your tip!"

"As you wish, dear sir!"

The waiter kept smiling and felt very happy.

"What's weird?"

Sarah curled her lips, this way of picking up girls was too old-fashioned.

"If I were you, I would go directly to her and ask for her phone number or just buy her a drink!"

"It's a pity that you are not me. If that were the case, you would be a vulgar person!"

After the song ended, the waiter promptly gave the rose to the girl, then pointed towards Zhen Fan, lowered his head and said a few words. The girl was surprised and looked towards Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan waved his hand, which elicited a slight smile from the girl.

"Have you felt the coolness of the icebergs starting to melt?" Zhen Fan turned around, looked at Sarah and chuckled, "A flower can save one sad person in the world, and it can also reduce one self-defeating person who is ready to commit suicide!"

"Nonsense, do you think she will commit suicide?"

"Why not? Don't you understand that I am actually a psychic. I have just sensed this girl's soul, which is depressed, pessimistic, desperate, and lifeless. This is a combination of suicide! We psychics

It’s generally called a premonition!”

"Psychic? That's nonsense. I don't believe that. If I did, I wouldn't be able to be a police officer, let alone let this affect my handling of cases."

Sarah once again thought Zhen Fan was talking nonsense.

"See, the truth is always suspicious, and lies are always loved by everyone! According to us Chinese, I am actually a Taoist priest with a special ability to communicate with people's souls!"

The more serious Zhen Fan is, the more Sarah doesn't believe him.

After all, in the murder case just now, he showed strong reasoning and observation skills, and these nonsense were just for fun!

The two sat for a while.

"I have a good idea...do you want to hear it..."

Sarah seemed to hesitate to speak.

"Don't listen!"

It was so direct that Sarah immediately became dissatisfied.

"Well, maybe I have a good suggestion for your current situation. You just immigrated here and you will definitely not be able to find a job for a while. How about... becoming a consultant in our Special Investigation Bureau?"

"Don't do it!"

"You can't just do nothing, right? You have to work, right?"

Sarah seemed to be trying to convince this stubborn guy.

"Tell you a secret!" Zhen Fan supported the table with his elbows, then leaned over and hooked his fingers towards Sarah.

Sarah also stretched out her head, and their heads were almost together.

"Tonight you will dream about having sex with me in bed. I have a hunch. To be honest, I'm really looking forward to it. You have a really good figure!"

"puff!"

Sarah spit out a sip of coffee and splashed it all over Zhen Fan's face, which he didn't expect.

"Go away, don't let me catch you committing crimes in the future!"

"Didn't you say you would send me to your door?" Zhen Fan said with a shy face.

"I'm sorry, there is a case at the police station, this is my share!" Sarah stood up, put four dollars on the table, and drove off angrily.

"Hey, why don't you just talk?"

Zhen Fan feels like he's grown up. Aren't Americans pretty open-minded? Isn't it as common as drinking coffee that you can just open your mouth to go to bed?

"Sir, you have to pay for your drink!"

Zhen Fan quickly put down the four dollars and was about to get up, but found that the waiter still stood there without moving after taking the money.

"You still want a double tip?" Zhen Fan looked unhappy.

"But sir, it seems you haven't tipped me yet!"

"Forgot? When I bought the roses just now, the rest was just a tip!"

It seemed that this person was right. The waiter's face suddenly dropped and he looked at Zhen Fan walking away. What is this? Does this count?

Sarah had already driven away. She had no intention of waiting in the car to see Zhen Fan off. She must have been angry with Zhen Fan. Zhen Fan stood on the street and looked around. There were cars and high-rise buildings everywhere.

Lin Li was a little dumbfounded and really didn't know where to go.

"Gah!" There was a sound, and a taxi stopped.

"Hey, man, I knew it was you, I knew what you were doing here? I'll take you there, where do you want to go?" A black head stuck out from the cab.

How come I can meet this guy anywhere?

"Okay, Kerry, take me home!" Zhen Fan opened the car door and got in.

"Eddie, my name is Eddie, buddy, did you lose the note I gave you? I rarely write notes telling people my phone number and name!" Eddie seemed very dissatisfied.

"Have you dyed your hair? Are you having plastic surgery? What happened to the tape on your nose?"

Zhen Fan noticed something different about this guy today. There was a band-aid on his nose. It was obvious that he was injured there, but he still seemed to be able to hold up.

"Man, I've had a very bad life these past two days. I was fucked by that damn Jim's gang. I used Bruce Lee's fighting skills, but there were too many of them. If one on one, I would definitely do it.

Make them look good! Damn, I lost five hundred dollars over this!"

Eddie looked very excited.

"You didn't call the police?"

"Don't be ridiculous, man, if I call the police, maybe tomorrow my body will be floating on Lake Osage, and then there will be a bunch of policemen surrounding it, and they will say, look, this damn black person will smoke If I get into trouble with marijuana, or simply say I’m a damn drunkard, I’m asking for it if I fall into the river and drown!”

Eddie chattered on.

"You'd better not look at me while driving. Maybe there will be two bodies lying on the road later, and then a large group of policemen will surround us and say, look, damn Asians and

Niggers are gay. When an Asian pokes a nigger in the butt, the car will crash!" Zhen Fan also started chattering.

"That's enough, man, I'm not gay, don't expect to enjoy anything from me, my ass only belongs to me and my girlfriend, you are so fucking disgusting!"

Eddie finally couldn't stand it any longer, stepped on the accelerator, and the car started flying.

"Man, I decided to forgive you. Although I'm not sure you are gay, I think I can continue to let you be my friend!"

After walking for a while, Eddie couldn't help it anymore and started to talk.

Zhen Fan finally felt disgusted with him. He didn't expect that he would relapse so soon. He slapped his forehead, but this black guy was really too straightforward.

"I have arrived!"

"Gah!"

With a sudden brake, Zhen Fan's forehead almost touched the seat in front of him.

"Eight dollars and fifty cents, give me eight dollars. Who knew we could talk like this? I'm beginning to feel that we are almost becoming a family. I only need a brother like you. You know, I had a brother before. Last year

He fell into the lake and drowned, that damn strange fish, it dragged my brother into the lake together with the fishing rod, and not even his body was found!"

Eddie took the money handed over by Zhen Fan.

"What a misfortune!"

"Don't be sad, man, I'm not very happy now. Of course, this will have to wait until I deal with Jim's gang. This is really not an easy task!"

Eddie said generally, and the car "swooshed" had already gone far away. He didn't know whether Zhen Fan heard the following part, as if he was talking to himself.

As soon as I walked to the lawn, I saw the neighbor woman Anne standing there holding her daughter Claire. Anne looked a little embarrassed on her face.

"I'm sorry, Claire thinks the cake you made is delicious, so..."

Zhen Fan nodded, squatted down, pinched Claire's cheek, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just like it, I'll cook it for you!" He opened the door and let the mother and daughter in.

"No, Zhen, let's go back first. If it's done, can you give me a call?"

"certainly!"

"That's good, thank you, Zhen!" Annie said, happily leading Claire, who had a somewhat gloomy face, toward her house.

Thomas, who was standing over there, waved to Zhen Fan. Zhen Fan waved back, then opened the door and entered the house.

I rested for a while and started making cakes. Then I sat on a chair and started drinking tea and reading a book. Then I felt bored and the cake was just ready, so I called Annie.

"Hello, Mrs. Moore? The cake is ready. Do you want me to deliver it to you, or do you want to pick it up yourself?"

"Of course we can do it ourselves, thank you so much!"

There was a cry of surprise from the other side. After a while, a knock on the door was heard.

"Come in, I've put the cake on the table!"

Zhen Fan let Annie and Claire in,

"Okay, now the cake belongs to Claire!" Zhen Fan pinched Claire's cheek. Claire smiled.

"Mom, can I eat at Uncle Zhen's before going home?" When Annie was about to say goodbye to Zhen Fan, Claire suddenly raised her head and looked at her.

Anne seemed taken aback, and then her eyes shone with surprise.

"Of course, honey, you can stay wherever you want. Of course, you have to ask your Uncle Zhen!" Annie said and looked at Zhen Fan hopefully.