life as a police officer in america

"Your tongue will be as long as a black dog's."

"Your tongue is as long as a black dog!"

Ismail came over with a small ax and said: "So, the nun is much more dangerous than the guy playing with the knife. The back door of the villa is the gallows. There was a gallows at that location a long time ago.

The bloody gallows, the back door of the villa was designed based on the gallows, the designer might have been the executioner."

Not only did Sfulan and Steiner not refute Ismail's random assumption, they even praised it in unison: There is only one policeman in the villa, and that's you, Officer Ismail.

Helene laughed: "They are just a bunch of frightened birds."

Ismail continued to talk: "I figured it out. I finally figured it out. The reason why we couldn't catch the shy nun was because she was a soul. How could we capture the soul? The portrait of the woman found in the villa

, is the original shape of the nun. If you draw it according to her, that person will be the nun’s body. I’ve finished speaking. Gentlemen, do you want to say something?”

"You can take the police exam, Ismail. I suggest you take action immediately. There is no need to wait."

Heleni passed by Ismael sarcastically.

"You have to believe in science, science! The guy who played with the knife was a person, not a soul. He was killed by the police chief. Therefore, the nun is the same as the guy who played with the knife. He is a person with blood vessels, a heart, bones and breathing. They are

A group of people! Maybe that person was a man. It’s hard to tell. His skills were so good that he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Am I right, gentlemen?"

The hypothesis that the nun is a man was raised for the first time in this villa.

"Nonsense, there is such a woman behind a man!?"

"I agree with what Steiner said. That was a woman. Please stop talking nonsense, okay? Miss Forensic Medical Examiner, you have been dissecting too many corpses during this period, and your mental health has suffered a little."

Heleni didn't want to be separated from Ismail, so she walked into Ma Yishe's room.

"I really envy her. She can go in and out of Ma Yixue's room at will."

"Why are you envious? Just open the door and rush in to give flowers. Ismail, it seems you haven't bought flowers for your star yet, right?"

When Ismail heard this, he banged his head against the wall.

"Damn it, why did I forget to present flowers? No wonder she is so lukewarm towards me. I'm going to buy them now!"

Ismail was walking in a hurry and bumped into the detective. He didn't even apologize, treating the detective like a moving tree stump.

"What is he doing?"

Sifulan: "He's finished. His brain is burned out by the celebrity's odor."

At six o'clock, Ma Yixue yawned and walked out of the room. Ismail smiled and handed over a bouquet of fresh red roses in front of everyone.

Wang Dengming also became a melon-eater.

The detective bets US$200 on whether Ma Yixue will accept the flowers from the black boxer or not, and he bets Sfulan and Steiner.

Wang Dengming felt that the detective would lose.

But Ma Yixueluo accepted Ismail's flowers generously and gave him a strong kiss on the left side of his face without hesitation.

Ismail planned not to wash his face for three days to properly preserve the beautiful lip marks on his face.

The detective lost $400, and he gave Spheran and Steiner $200 each.

"Take it to whore!"

The detective was unconvinced by the defeat. How could a female celebrity fall in love with a black boxer, especially Ismail, who looked so inhuman? This guy would have looked like a good person in any era.

Ismail was victorious. He looked at Wang Dengming provocatively without any secret.

This is not in the ring. Prime Minister Wang Dengming can support the boat in his belly. I don’t care about you. What does your pursuit of celebrities have to do with me?

Helene snickered, and the detective's expression changed unpredictably.

Jasmine was the funniest, she said: "Why doesn't anyone send me flowers?"

She said while looking out the window.

Shi Fulan smiled and said: "Pretty sister, if you don't mind, I will move the entire flower shop to you tomorrow."

"you?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"You're too young, kid, and you're not my type."

Whether the nuns would show up tonight became the focus of discussion at the dinner table.

It's hard to catch someone unawares.

No, she will show up at any time.

There were two rows of people sitting on both sides of the dining table, each holding their own opinions and not stopping to eat.

Wang Dengming was in favor of the nuns appearing at any time. This female killer was not easy to mess with. The nun Ismail said during the day was the soul of the woman on the mural, which aroused his interest.

In the past few years, Wang Dengming has seen too many strange things, and if he doesn't believe it, it means he is not normal.

The detective also became serious about Ismail's hypothesis.

Are the undead equal to the soul?

This topic became the second hot topic of discussion at the dinner table.

Tonight, Ma Yixue is next to Ismail, and the black boxer looks high-spirited and confident tonight.

The flowers have been collected, what’s next?

If the pace is fast enough...

After dinner, lovers can hold hands and enter heaven.

"For this unlucky villa, it doesn't matter whether it is a soul, an undead spirit, or an evil spirit. I will protect you, right, my little love."

Ismail held the wine glass in his left hand and made some movements with his right hand.

Ma Yixue did not refuse and clinked her wine glass with him. At this moment, her true nature as a social butterfly was fully demonstrated.

"What a monster..."

The detective said with a smile.

"Dead man, who do you think is a monster... Cheers!"

Ma Yixue has a good drinking capacity. After drinking so much wine, her face does not turn red and her heart does not beat. The more she drinks, the more energetic she becomes.

"Ismail said that drinking more wine can help restore memory. Alcohol can break through blocked memory cells. Sheriff, come on, have a drink!"

Wang Dengming has not heard of any theory that alcohol can break down memory cells.

"Thanks."

After the wine glasses clinked together, Ma Yixue took a deep breath.

Wang Dengming was also speechless, and the people at the table clapped and shouted.

Helene: "Chief, this is the most relaxing night since we entered the villa. Just some more dance music."

Sfulan shouted: "Wait for me!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ten minutes later, Sifulan brought in an old-fashioned gramophone and two large round records.

Such an antique gramophone, Wang Dengming really didn't know that the villa had such a thing.

"Shi Fulan, why don't I sell the villa to you? You are the owner of this house. Where did you find it?"

"In the utility room, Sergeant, I accidentally found it when I was looking for the ice machine. It was hidden among a pile of junk. It's still usable."

Sifulan shook the handle of the phonograph, put the record on, and placed the firing pin on the record.

The golden loudspeaker of the gramophone suddenly played retro dance music. No one knew what the dance music was called. However, the dance music was very beautiful, slow three ballroom dance.

Ismail was in great spirits and immediately invited Ma Yixue to dance.

The female star readily agreed, and the two jumped on board.

Not to be outdone, Sifulan invited Heleni.

Helene and Spheran also jumped on.

Jasmine reached out to Wang Dengming.

"I, I'm not very good at it...but I am particularly willing to dance with you."

Wang Dengming and Jasmine jumped on, leaving only Steiner and the detective fighting each other.

There were many kinds of dance music, and next there was Rumba and Cha Cha. Ismail was a good boxer and a great dancer. He became the absolute protagonist tonight.

After the impromptu dance party, what should be done should be done.

After arranging their respective tasks, Wang Dengming did not plan to sleep in the room tonight. He watched from the police car.

He relocated the police car to a certain location and could monitor every intersection in the villa. As soon as the nun ran out, he would rush up to her immediately.

At one o'clock in the evening, Wang Dengming couldn't hold on anymore and his eyelids were trembling. At this moment, he saw a man sneaking out and heading towards the well.

"Ismail?"