End of the Sky

In the apartment!

Russell held a glass of ice water and leaned on the window sill. More than a dozen home improvement workers in the house were busy with their work. They packed and moved all the furniture and household garbage in the house at an extremely fast speed.

This efficiency alone can ensure that this company has a place in New York.

After the house was evacuated, the home improvement staff re-drained the electrical lines, installed lamps, paved wallpaper and carpets, and moved the last piece of furniture and appliances into the house.

Even the closet with shoe cabinets was stuffed with clothing, shoes, and hats that had not been removed from the labels. All kinds of daily necessities were available, and even the air purifier did not fall.

No need to carry bags, live directly, perfect!

Ms. Satan wears a small black and white workplace suit, black frame glasses on the bridge of her nose, and fiery red hair with a single ponytail, elegant temperament, and sweeping curves.

Holding a kanban report in her hand, she sketched and compared the furniture in the house, and passed it to Russell after confirming it.

"Your wish has been fulfilled. It would be ok to sign here."

Russell's wish was for a new home, and as far as the current situation is concerned, it is indeed a new look.

He took the report and confirmed that it was not a contract to buy and sell souls. He signed the name of "Darkside" and handed in Satan's slim hand when returning the report.

"Miss Satan, don't you think there is still a mistress in the house?"

"That man is definitely not me!"

Satan pulled out his hand vigorously, handed the report to the home improvement worker next to him, and rolled his eyes. "Mr. Russell, if you want to talk about marriage, we can get along. If you just hit my body, you are advised That's a good idea. "

"no problem!"

Russell nodded and promised that many couples found each other inappropriate during their marriage discussions, and finally broke up.

"Ha ha……"

Satan didn't speak, and lost his eyes to let Russell realize: "Your wish has been fulfilled. I still say that. There is no free lunch in the world. Even if there is everything in the dream, you have to dream first."

Russell nodded: "I see. My dream of a lottery ticket cannot be realized, right?"

"Yes, because the premise of the lottery ticket is that you are going to buy a lottery ticket, but you have not."

Satan said fiercely that she had had enough of Russell, that is, she couldn't fight and couldn't run, otherwise, she would definitely press Russell to the ground and die.

She had decided to install a security window and a security lock in her bedroom when she went back, and by the way, inserted a Lanquinus gun under the pillow to prevent an extra person from sleeping in the room.

The devil has no one to do this. She ponders to go back and call God, transfer to heaven to work, and change to an aunt to be Satan in hell.

Without aunt, Michael would do the job, so he would work shifts.

Looking at the back of Satan's departure, Russell shrugged and sat on the sofa of 'New Home'.

The contract in exchange for the soul's seven wishes was not signed. He wanted to sell the soul to the devil, and Satan did not agree.

In compensation, Satan promised to fulfill one of his wishes.

In fact, it is better not to sign a contract. From Russell's point of view, there are only seven wishes for signing a contract. If not, the number can be set freely.

He has a devil's cell phone, and can contact Satan 24 hours a day, as well as the skills of Hell's Gate. If Satan dares not, he dares to explode on the spot.

"Sir, is this your bill, check or credit card?"

Russell was so proud that a home improvement worker handed in Russell's signed statement and attached a bill.

"Wait a minute, what does this bill mean, aren't you under the lady?"

"No, the lady contacted our company, chose a one-stop decoration package, and then placed the order by phone. We provided the fastest and most convenient on-site service."

Russell: (???)

In his mind, Satan's phrase "There is no free lunch in the world", he finally understood the meaning of it, and he paid for it with one hand and delivered it with one hand, and the devil was indeed childlike.

"Sir, check or credit card?"

"Swipe!"

Russell took out his credit card from his arms, and after a ‘very happy to serve you’, the door was closed, leaving him alone in the room.

He glanced out of the window at the beginning of the night and thought about calling his partner David.

"Russell, it's me, why did you decide to come out for a drink? I'm sorry, I'll help Pierre to do the shift. Tonight I'm going to patrol the jurisdiction. I'll invite you to another day."

David talked about it, after he stopped, Russell calmly said, "Boy, give you a chance to perform. I have a murder case here, and the address is in the apartment building of my rental house."

"In ... in, in your room !?" David's voice was louder.

"Don't be stupid. I live on the third floor. The body is on the second floor."

"Okay, I'll go there."

"It's no use just coming over, and you won't survey the scene."

"Yes, yes, you're right."

"Beep ---"

The phone hung up, and Russell sighed. The new partner spoke beautifully. The opportunity was reserved for the prepared person, but before the body was seen, the person began to panic.

It is necessary for him to talk with the director. David, who has just passed the internship period, is not suitable to be his partner. The risk is too high and his life may be threatened at any time.

Xiaoqiang, who is better off with a knife and gun, is bulletproof at 360 degrees, and can survive without arms and broken legs.

Otherwise, it is difficult for him to guarantee the survival rate of his partner!

...

"Sergeant Russell, can you tell me how you found the body?"

On the second floor, two colleagues are inquiring about Russell's specific situation. This is a necessary link and no one can be exception.

"Rely on my rich experience and the keen sense of elite police officers!"

"..." x2

"What's wrong, can't it?"

"Of course not. The door is locked. There is no evidence that there are dead people ... please, even if it is an excuse, please give a decent point."

Colleagues were very embarrassed. Preliminary judgments at the scene showed that the deceased lived alone, died more than three days, and died abnormally, but the possibility of homicide has been ruled out. The cause of death was too much detergent.

A lot of this death was caught in New York. As a corpse finder and neighbor, Russell got rid of the biggest suspect, but in the report, he must give a serious reason.

Russell shrugged. "My elite police officer's smell told me there were dead people downstairs, that's it."

"Uh, does this work?"

"Of course, I can still smell the expired perfume on you, wait a minute ... you two used the same expired perfume, or last night ..."

Russell looked at the memory of the two while showing a look of sudden realization, stepping back a few steps: "Rest assured, I have a tight mouth and won't say it."

"..." x2

Two colleagues hurriedly ended the questioning. They acknowledged that Russell's nose was really good, and he didn't want to stay beside him for a while, leaving with cold sweat.

"Russell, can you do me a favor?"

David came over with a stack of lists: "The list I got from the landlord requires a visit to other residents to learn about the deceased, and write a report by the way."

"So?"

"You live here, you must be familiar with your neighbors."

I ’m definitely not familiar with it, the new home I just moved today!

Russell groaned, and couldn't stand the eyes of David's pitiful guy. He took the list and said, "Listen, no one will read your report. The only result you handed in is the dust in the archives room. After a while, This report will be thrown into a smokeless incinerator, understand? "

"Yes, where do we start first?" David didn't understand at all.

Russell rolled his eyes: "Today is my holiday, I won't ask you one by one, I will only show it once, and the rest is up to you."

"but……"

"No, but you can just copy the graduation thesis and this report will pass."

While talking, Russell took David downstairs and knocked on the door of the first resident.

After the chicken flying dog jumped in the room, a beautiful blonde woman opened the door, Russell showed off his police officer's badge, and said, "Excuse me, ladies ... are you tenants living here?"

The two women in the house had long blonde legs and **** breasts. Russell was dizzy for a while, not dazzled, but two familiar faces.

【Ding】

[The host contacts the plot character Max Black and triggers the draw. Are you drawing now? 】

Russell: (???)

No wonder there will be a horse on the first floor with a lot of dung. It turned out to be a group of bankrupt sisters.

To this day, Russell must reiterate that the world is really chaotic, even in American dramas.

However, even if the lottery is drawn, what can Max draw out, her poisonous tongue skills, or her XXXXL?

By the way, the screenwriter really gets his name, and the literal translation of Chinese is infinite black, which is very consistent with the character.

And [Bankrupt Sisters] This drama is too bad. Russell wanted to use it to learn how to eat eagles, but as a result, he did n’t learn the eagle hair. Instead, the poisonous tongue index rose sharply, and he learned to drive by the way.

"Sergeant, is there anything wrong with us?"

Caroline, the blonde beauty among the bankrupt sisters, was frightened, and Russell repeatedly glanced at their eyes, letting her think what she might have exposed. She said quickly: "Police officer, I'll confess right now, our name is not on the lease, we are homeless. Illegal sub-tenant. I hope that you can deal with it lightly on my initiative to confess ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I beg you! "

"Hello, my name is David Sherman, he is my partner Russell, and he lives on the third floor ..."

Snapped!

Russell gathered the police officer's card and drew his hand on David's face. The shameful guy saw all the beauties recruited.

I thought it was a young man with high morale, and he did not rely on his face to rely on his strength to eat, but the result was that he could not do anything except his face.

This partner couldn't be resolute. He decided to go to the director to replace him tomorrow.

"It turned out that you live on the third floor. That's great. We are neighbors ..."

Caroline wanted to be almost close, under the watchful eyes of Russell's stranger, the voice gradually weakened, and finally roused into a ball.

"Sorry, sir, she was checked for the first time. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly!"

Max dragged Caroline behind him, with one hand on his hips, full of old fritters.