life as a police officer in america

The detective watched Wang Dengming walk into Jasmine's room.

When Wang Dengming entered the room, the detective came to the door wearing only socks and no shoes.

There were heavy breathing sounds, as well as Jasmine's laughter and curses.

The detective smiled, with a crooked smile on his lips.

He quietly returned to his room, but Wang Dengming quietly opened the door and looked at his thief-like figure.

At midnight, Wang Dengming was sitting alone in the living room, his shirt open, revealing his well-developed chest muscles. He was drinking high-strength liquor and looking at the ceiling.

After turning off the lights, the last moonlight of the month shone in, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

No matter how he looked at the glass window on the door to the living room, it looked like a square eye.

After drinking two glasses of white wine, the mouth of the glass suddenly became dark, and he seemed to see someone looking inside through the glass.

Wang Dengming poured the third glass of white wine.

The remaining wine in the bottle is exactly enough to fill up the third glass. One drop more will overflow, and one drop less will not be enough.

He picked up the wine glass without spilling half a drop.

The living room door opened little by little with a creaking sound.

Wang Dengming brought the wine glass to his mouth and looked at the door.

A figure appeared at the door, hands hanging down.

Very graceful figure.

Her hands crossed in a rubbing motion, the light ignited, and there was a candle in her left hand.

She was wearing a nun's dress, a nun's dress without a hood, and her face was covered with a veil

The woman walked towards him and stretched out her slender fingers, as if asking for help.

"Madam, you are willing to show up, who are you?!"

When the nun heard this, she raised her hand and slowly lifted the veil on her face.

She is very beautiful, with dignified manners and a strong figure, like a sculpture that has not been left by time.

She has a round chin, deep and mysterious eyes, and her long black hair is slightly curled and draped over her shoulders like a waterfall.

An eye-shaped amulet hung around her neck.

That eye glowed green in the candlelight.

"Speak, ma'am, what's your name?"

She slowly uttered three words: "hanging - execution - racking."

"What did you say?"

The woman smiled, showing her neat white teeth.

Her right hand was covered with the flame of the candle, and gradually the flame dimmed.

The flame was getting smaller, just like a magician using some kind of magic to compress the flame, compress it, and finally compress it into a small dot.

When Wang Dengming came forward to handcuff the person, the candle went out.

The surroundings turned dark, and when Wang Dengming adjusted to the indoor light, he felt dizzy.

He smelled a special smell in the air. It was not just the scent of pine after burning candles.

When he opened his eyes again, the woman was still standing there.

In the moonlight, she seemed to be holding a gun in her hand, which was glowing with light. She couldn't be sure whether it was the gun master Deng Ming, but his instinctive reaction made him jump behind the sofa.

When he looked up again, the woman was gone.

"Sfulan, Sfulan!"

He ran out of the living room and found Sifulan sleeping on a bench beside the grass, like a pig basking in the moon.

Wang Dengming saw a figure running towards the back door of the villa.

"is her!"

Wang Dengming chased her fiercely and shot her in both feet.

The sound of gunfire alerted the people in the villa, and the detective first came out with a disheveled gun to check.

The gun rang out, and Sfulan was still sleeping. The detective slapped Sfulan awake: "Asshole, who fired the shot, the police chief!"

"Shoot, who shot?"

The detective found the back door of the villa open and chased after him with a gun.

In the woods, several more gunshots were heard, and Wang Dengming was vaguely heard cursing in anger.

Sifulan caught up: "Are we going into the woods?"

"Where can I go to find him in vain? Call him!"

The two of them were shouting at the edge of the woods, but there was no reply from Wang Dengming.

"Why did the Sheriff shoot? Did he find the nun?"

The two waited for a while, and Wang Dengming walked out of the woods with a disgraced face, holding a nun's uniform in his hand.

"Damn it, play with me like a golden cicada and escape from its shell!"

"What's going on, Sheriff?"

"The enemy was too cunning and hung his clothes on the branches. I was fooled."

After dawn, Shi Fulan was still scolded by Wang Dengming, why did you fall asleep? Why did you fall asleep? If you blocked her, how could she escape?

"Chief, have you seen what she looks like?"

"Yes, I saw it. She looks a bit like the woman in the mural."

The detective touched the position of his heart: "Is she really an undead?"

"Undead, your sister, how could the undead have footprints? But I admit, her candle performance last night was very exciting."

The candle that fell on the ground has been taken by Helene to study. There must be some other ingredients in the candle, otherwise it would not cause people to feel dizzy.

"Does she have a weapon?"

"Not sure, it should be a gun."

"Why don't you fire?"

"Detective, can the case of killing her continue? Forget it, I was so frightened that I forgot to shoot. Are you satisfied? Detective, what happened to Shi Fulan? He actually fell asleep at the critical moment. The sound of gunshots

It won’t wake him up. Did he drink last night?”

"No, I asked, and he definitely didn't drink. He just wanted to catch her."

Jasmine laughed at the side and said: "Sheriff, you shouldn't have entered my room before arresting someone. You should go all out and don't be distracted."

The detective found that Jasmine was exceptionally relaxed and beautiful today. What happened last night seemed to have nothing to do with her at all, and she was not afraid at all.

Wang Dengming picked up the nun's uniform and smelled it.

"Detective, what can we find from the clothes?"

"It's very fragrant and she's a charming nun."

"Fuck you! Let's get down to business. There is no nunnery around here. We need to find professional nuns to help us analyze this damn dress."

"Isn't this just an ordinary nun's uniform? There's no need for it."

"Work!"

"Okay, you are the boss and you have the final say."

Wang Dengming and the detective left the villa, Jasmine said to Ma Yixue: "We are the only two left in the villa, what do you think?"

"Isn't there another Siflan?"

"If Si Fulan can't count on him, he's just a pig and a waste."

"What do you mean?"

"You're not going to run away, how dangerous is this?"

"Sergeant Wang locked me up here. I can't go anywhere until the case is solved."

Jasmine smiled: "Stop making excuses. The police chief is not here. You can run away now. Police Wang has no reason to catch you. He can't do anything to you without evidence. Besides, you are still a victim and you have a car."

Outside, I just pretended not to see it, and I won’t make it difficult for you.”

"yes!"

Ma Yixue immediately made a gesture of leaving, but then said: "No, he will issue a wanted warrant, which will make me more troublesome. Besides, I have lost my memory, and I don't know where to go. Let's wait until I remember."

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jasmine: "I know the real reason why you didn't leave. You were controlled by someone in this villa. When you ran away, it wasn't the police who made trouble for you. It was the things in the villa that made trouble for you. Did I say that?"

That’s wrong.”

Ma Yixue's expression changed instantly.

"Don't be nervous, actually you are not the only one being controlled in this villa, I am too."