life as a police officer in america

After Satsuma went out, Sensi took pictures everywhere with his mobile phone, taking pictures of everything he saw.

Wang Dengming doesn’t know what she means. You also take pictures of stools and tables. What are you doing?

Sensi replied: "I wonder if I can take a photo of some scary demon coming out. I'll take a good photo of it."

Wang Dengming laughed at her: "How can you photograph the devil? You really have big breasts and no brains."

Sensi stopped filming and responded unceremoniously: "With well-developed limbs and a simple mind, you are the weirdest and most unreliable policeman I have ever seen, pig brain."

The two of them rarely fight like this. When Wang Dengming heard her scolding him for being a pig, he rubbed his hands against each other, acting like a bitch.

"You dare to say that I am a pig brain. When the devil comes later, go and fight the devil yourself."

Sensi stretched out his hand.

"What?"

"gun."

"Okay, here you go."

Sensi took the gun, took aim at the light bulb, and said, "I heard that there is a kind of devil that runs out of the light. Is there such a thing?"

"The Vulcan you are talking about is not a demon. Go to sleep, beauty."

In fact, Sensi had already taken a shower in the hotel. She knew that this meant that the police chief looked down on women. She put down the pistol and said, "I have a question. The church is so big, what kind of devil can it hide?"

"This, this...'

Wang Dengming was sitting on the bed getting his nails done.

He put down his nail clippers.

"We have many ghost stories in Rabbit Country. Do you want to hear them?"

Sensi sneered: "Are you trying to test my courage?"

"Well, let's talk about the story of Wong Tai Sin. I suspect that the haunting in the church was caused by Wong Tai Sin...'

In fact, Wang Dengming is also a great storyteller, he can also do cross talk, and he can definitely make a living from his words, but he entered the wrong profession and became a policeman.

He had nothing to do tonight, he just wanted to scare Senxi and tease her.

Senxi was calm and composed at first, as if no matter what you say, you won't be able to scare me.

But as Wang Dengming's sinister and exaggerated narrative followed, complete with expressions, details, and real-life examples, Senxi couldn't help but look around.

When Wang Dengming told ghost stories, he was sitting on the bed, and Senxi was lying on the bed. Listening, listening, Senxi suggested: My dear, lie down next to me and continue your performance.'

The police chief didn't. After talking about Wong Tai Sin, he told the most classic story about painted skin again.

After that, he also said that he wanted to go to the bathroom. There was no bathroom in the priest's bedroom.

He goes out first.

At the window, I secretly peeked through the gap in the curtains and saw Senxi's two bones spinning around, spinning around, with the quilt covering their heads.

The police chief chuckled outside.

When we entered the bathroom, we chatted for a while, then turned on the faucet and washed our hands.

"Damn it!"

He cursed that the tap water was too cold and biting to the bone. After washing his hands, Wang Dengming found that his beard had not been shaved cleanly. There was a protruding beard under his chin, and he reached out to pull it out.

The restrooms are gender-neutral, with small single rooms separated by wooden boards.

Come out of the bathroom, turn right, and you will see the wooden door of the bathroom. The mirror is facing the wooden door.

When Wang Dengming came in, the wooden door was open, and he remembered it clearly.

However, now, it is closed.

Was it the wind that closed the door? Wang Dengming stepped forward to check and found that the door was very tight. There would be no strong wind in the church at night, and it was impossible to close the door with a gentle breeze.

Wang Dengming bit his fingers subconsciously and then sighed. He is such an adult, why are he still biting his fingers?

If it were normal times, who would care whether the door is closed or not, but it is different now. He is here to solve the case and eliminate the ghosts. Damn Master Qin, are you fucking accurate?

Wang Dengming stood at the door of the bathroom for a while. Well, maybe he was in a trance just now and remembered it wrong.

He returned to the mirror and continued to pluck out his beard.

Suddenly, he heard a slight noise, which seemed to be the sound of a wooden door opening.

Wang Dengming's action of pulling out his beard was frozen.

"who?"

When no one responded, Wang Dengming reached out to touch his gun and found that he didn't have it with him. He hesitated for two seconds, then rushed to the door.

The wooden door opened, but there was no one at the door.

Wang Dengming looked at the door for a while, then returned to the bathroom and looked for the small single rooms one by one to see if there was anyone there.

He suddenly felt a little cold on his back. He didn't care about shaving. He had to run quickly.