life as a police officer in america

"This summary of your investigation is unreliable. What are you talking about?"

"I don't know what I'm talking about. I was schizophrenic due to the eucalyptus in the villa. Everyone thought I was brain dead. Really, the more I wanted to know the secret of the villa, the deeper I got stuck and couldn't get out. If

You heard someone say at some point, baby, you are finally here, I suggest you give up and treat the villa as an eternal hanging eucalyptus. It is best to burn it into cinders with a fire."

"Did you hear that?"

"No, it was the victim who said it before he died."

"The English letters of Gallows are carved on the door of the second floor of the main building. Did you notice it?"

"I didn't find anything like this."

"This is a very important clue, and you actually ignored it?"

"The owners have changed them many times. Each owner will renovate the villa. It is normal to replace the doors."

"Okay, here's the question, why are there still tombstones in the main building? I don't think anyone would like to have a gloomy tombstone in their home and keep it like a treasure. What is that tombstone?

It exists?"

"It's been there since the first homeowner."

"That's so strange. Why didn't the owner who took over later get rid of that dark and unfortunate thing? It's not difficult to get rid of something like that. Just find two people to move it away and throw it away. It's a simple matter."

Blood Jiang Curie dipped his finger in wine and wrote the word seven on the table, the English expression: seven.

"Seven, I can see the number clearly, but what does that mean?"

"Don't understand yet?"

"If you don't understand, stop playing riddles."

"You are now the seventh homeowner, and you are the seventh homeowner. May I ask, have you disposed of that thing?"

Wang Dengming was stuck for a moment.

After a while, he smiled and said: "As a homeowner, I still have an identity. I am an investigator. The tombstone is a clue and a key evidence. I need to keep the evidence."

"No, that's because you don't have time to deal with it. Strange things happened as soon as you moved in. You and other takeovers are the same, no time, no time, no time."

"I don't think so. If you don't have time, you can definitely do it if you squeeze in ten minutes."

"Yes, that's what I thought at the time. I asked all the parties involved that the tombstone is one of the mysteries in the villa. After the homeowner bought the villa, everyone was not thinking about how to deal with the tombstone, but first

I am thinking about how to get rid of the villa and leave the handling of the tombstone to the next bad guy. I have been damaged by the villa, so whether my reputation can be restored depends on you, and I have to call you sir."

"You are exaggerating, Sheriff Xuejiang Curie. We are discussing the case, not brain death."

"I didn't exaggerate at all. On the contrary, I downplayed it. Especially when you are alone in the villa, sir, you will realize the double solid line between exaggeration and downplaying."

Tonight, Wang Dengming happened to spend the night alone in the villa.

What Xuejiang Curie said was so mysterious that Wang Dengming felt a little uncomfortable, but he had his own way of verification.

He first went to the pond and brought back two buckets of water.

First boil two pots of water. He wants to use the hot water to remove the body odor from his body.

He also found an iron basin and a wooden basin.

Apply soap on your face and shave first.

After shaving, mix the remaining hot water with cold water and pour the water into a wooden basin.

He slowly soaped his body, the warm water and the silence of the night making him drowsy.

A gust of cool breeze made the gauze of the window undulate like waves, making it look like something alive was pulsing regularly, sometimes stronger and sometimes weaker.

He got dressed.

Then I lay down on the mattress without anything on it, and felt the roughness of the mattress on my skin.

He rolled the folded blanket into a pillow-like shape, rested his head on one hand, and looked at the overhead lamp with a milky white chassis and a circle of roses engraved on it.

He did not turn on the light, but still lit the candle.

From the corridor came the rising sound of dripping and gurgling and the sound of boots on the wooden boards.

The woman was nearby, in some room across the hall.

He did not open the door, nor did he intend to open the door. He placed the pistol on the table, pointing the muzzle at the ajar door, and drank the coffee he had made.

Although he looks carefree, every muscle on his body has a subtle magnetism and is preparing for its own work.

No one pushed the door open, and the gap was still the same.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

The water pipe against the outer wall suddenly made a noise.

Gudong Gudong is like a large amount of air in a water pipe. The water flow in the water pipe forces the air to move quickly and expand in the water pipe.

The water pipe comes in through a small hole at the top of the window and goes down at a right angle.

Then it passed through three U-shaped interfaces and vibrated all the way to the faucet.

The faucet is open.

With a splash, a pool of rusty red water came out of the faucet.

It's like blood.

Wang Dengming didn't move at all. He hoped that something would pop out of the faucet, and his gun was already ready to kill.

Nothing he wanted to see appeared.

He sighed and stood up, resting his chin on his hand, holding the pistol in his hand, and leaning against the table.

The candlelight cast a shadow on the wall behind him, which looked very much like... a cool demon.

Didi didi!

There was a horn sound at the door of the villa, which sounded like a motorcycle horn.

The horn kept blaring. After Wang Dengming turned off the lights, he walked out of the room and headed towards the iron door of the villa.

A well-proportioned and fit woman jumped off her BMW motorcycle gracefully. She was like a leopard keeping an eye on its prey, pounced on the target with all its concentration.

Her eyes were sharp and fierce, and her hair was tied up high and stood out from the stand-up collar of her black leather riding jacket.

This hairstyle is more stylish, like a female warrior.

"Who are you looking for? Miss?"

"Who ordered the takeout, was it you?"

Wang Dengming: "No one ordered takeout, did you make a mistake?"

"That's right, I'm just taking out food."

"you?!"

"Yes, I am."

"I still don't understand."

"Officer, are you a man?"

Wang Dengming seemed to understand.

"The person who ordered the takeout has already paid, five thousand dollars. Do you want it or not? Just feel free."

The clothes she wore were made of some luminous material, with wide black and white stripes. The corset tightly wrapped her upper body, pushing her plump breasts onto it, and the white glowed in the dark.

"Do you want?"

"Are you a street girl?"

"No, I'm not. I'm much better than the street girl. Didn't you see my motorcycle?"

"I can tell, it's a little different from usual. Who ordered the takeaway? Do you have her phone number?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, will you accept the goods or not?"

"Accept it, why not accept it."

"Then come quickly, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"Aren't you afraid of seeing the police?"

"I'm doing police business. Where do I receive the goods? Is it here or in your police car? I saw your police car."

"Otherwise, let's go to your place."