life as a police officer in america

Wang Dengming didn't say that it would scare you to death, but if he did, Xin Mohai's facial expression popped up with several emoticons in a row.

"So, you made the python and the ghost woman? It's impossible."

Of course Sheriff Wang can't create those magical things, he doesn't have Master Qin's ability.

The face of Pork Chop Face, who was very close at hand, was finally filled with surprise and doubt.

"Director, I admire your work spirit very much. You are still working so hard with gauze on your head. The most correct thing for you to do is to take a few days of serious rest."

When Wang Dengming said this, Xin Mohai couldn't help but touch the wound on his forehead.

His face immediately turned into a donkey face again.

"Wang Dengming, should I call you **?"

Wang Dengming laughed from the bottom of his heart, a typical implicit ridicule, but said: "When I was in the town, someone suggested this. I am very happy that you raised this question again. What do I mean? What do I mean?

*Standing in front of you, I believe that the director will not be afraid of him, but you will be afraid of me."

What Wang Dengming originally said was just angry words and a casual remark, but Xin Mohai's emoticons made him prepare to continue the story infinitely with the follow-up story of scaring you to death with a casual remark.

Although I can't do anything to you, I can scare you.

"What do you want to say?"

"what do you want me to say?"

"I want you to confess the facts of the crime. Where is the notebook?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, what notebook? I have to wait for my lawyer."

Xin Mohai's expression changed again, becoming cold and ruthless.

"Don't think you are so smart. You asked people to destroy all the evidence about you in the drug laboratory and have your notebook taken away. Your actions not only hurt me, but also made the police officers of the new police station suffer."

Seriously injured, you treated me and the federal police like monkeys, you despised the commander and teased the commander, you ignored the law and neglected your duties, do you know how many years you have been in prison? Do you need me to help you calculate it? "

"This is a matter for the judge. You are not a judge, and this is not a court. Mr. Director, do you need me to repeat it again?"

Xin Mohai paused.

"You will die in an ugly way if you don't cooperate."

"Are you talking about retaliation caused by a personal grudge between you and me?"

"Shut up and don't take the problem away!"

"If you dare to lynch Sensi, I will definitely let you watch. The scene you saw in the church may be on a specific night, a specific time period, a specific place, and -

How many emergency heart medicines have you prepared?"

Xin Mohai's pupils widened as wide as possible.

But without saying anything, Wang Dengming saw fear in his pupils.

"I'm also telling you that you may also see more terrifying things. Not only pythons and ghost women, you will also see headless men, vampires, poisonous insects, and you may even see a demon with three heads."

Xin Mohai's breathing quickened.

It was obvious that the psychological shadow that night in the church had on Xin Mohai was so great that it could cause his heart to beat wildly at any time.

"Don't believe it? You really don't believe it?"

Xin Mohai suddenly burst into laughter and almost cried tears of laughter.

The old hunter noticed that Xin Mohai's condition was a little abnormal in the surveillance room and walked in.

"Director, why are you laughing?"

"I don't know what I'm laughing at, can you believe it?"

"What do I believe?"

"He said that he could scare me to death with pythons and ghost women. He also said that I would see more terrifying things, such as headless horsemen and vampires."

The right corner of the old hunter's mouth twitched.

Wang Dengming laughed, and the laughter contained an extremely rich element of terror.

"Ma Xue, the best thing about you is that you are good at escaping. When you were in the Makuku Valley, you left your female companion and your girlfriend escaped alone. A guy like you shouldn't come out and embarrass yourself. Let's talk about it.

There’s no one here who doesn’t care about their dignity. What did you see in the church? Why were you so scared that you were admitted to a mental hospital?”

When it comes to the church, the old hunter's psychological shadow seems to be larger than that of Xin Mohai.

Although his eyes were fixed on Wang Dengming, they kept drifting and he could not focus on his eyes.

"Yes, Ma Xue, I'm curious about what exactly you saw in the church? Why did it scare you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy! Bastard, who said I became crazy?"

Wang Dengming said gloomily: "Not crazy, not crazy. I know the name of your doctor in the psychiatry department. Do you need me to tell him his name?"

Ma Xue's aura was very manic. It seemed that he was particularly afraid of others saying that he was scared out of his mind.

"You have been in the psychiatric ward for at least four months, right?"

Ma Xue didn't answer, Xin Mohai listened quietly, he wanted to hear what Wang Dengming said next.

Of course Wang Dengming didn't know who the old hunter's attending doctor was after he was frightened. How was the old hunter's treatment in the mental hospital? He knew nothing. He was just talking nonsense. Whatever he said now would be valid.

Yes, absolutely effective.

When the secrets that a person least wants to touch are mentioned and poked at, people's reaction is often accompanied by the retreat of reason.

This is what the old hunter is currently doing.

An elite member of the federal police was actually frightened out of his mind. For him, this incident was not only a shame, but also a permanent mark of terror, like a symbol of fear that penetrated deep into his bones.

In fact, Wang Dengming was also quite curious about what the old hunter saw that night, and he also wanted to know the answer.

Now is the time. What did he see?

"Your attending doctor said that you have wanted to commit suicide several times out of fear..."

The old hunter finally spoke: "Asshole, what are you talking about? Who wants to commit suicide?"

"You were in a state of severe mental disorder. Your soul had been lost. You knew nothing about your own behavior. You wanted to cut your carotid artery with a fruit knife. You were still thinking

Even though you jumped off the building, you were saved by your doctor. Later, the doctor tied you to the bed. All the metal objects that could hurt people were cleaned up in the ward, and the windows in the ward were locked. That's why you survived until now. I'm telling you.

right?"

"Shut up!"

"Ha, I was right. Unfortunately, you took too many treatment drugs and the side effects were too great. Please calm down. Staying calm is the first priority for people with nerve injuries."

"Calm down, I'll calm down your mother!"

The old hunter went to touch the gun and was held by Xin Mohai.

"You want to beat him to death? Beat him to death in the interrogation room? You idiot!"

"He's treating us like circus wild horses, bastard, bastard, I'm going to kill him, now!"

Xin Mohai was a lot bigger than the old hunter. In the end, the old hunter didn't pull out his gun, and Xin Mohai gasped from exhaustion.

"Calm down, federal agent, you really need to calm down, shit, what the hell are we doing?"

"We are interrogating the prisoner!"

"I'm off topic, I'm fucking off topic, that's it for today, let's go out for a drink."

Wang Dengming: "Bring me a bottle of whiskey and bring it back. I want to drink it too."

"You only deserve to drink urine now!"

"That's not the case, Mr. Director, you don't have to give me the wine. I have to warn you that if you dare to lynch Sensi, the scene you each saw in the church will be played over and over again. This is not a joke."

The two interrogators were making serious eye contact.

After a while, Xin Mohai said: "Wang Dengming, if you don't die, you will be sorry for the entire human race. Is it really you who caused the ghost case in the church?"

"Nonsense, the ghost case in the church has already appeared before I came to Alasgumen Town!"

"Then what do you mean?"

"I mean, I can communicate with ghosts, I can communicate with demons, really, I kid you not, I can pay them a certain amount of money to do what I want to do."

Communication, compensation...

Speaking of this, Wang Dengming even wanted to laugh.

Damn it, where did this go, who am I and where am I?

The two interrogators couldn't help it. Xin Mohai laughed first: "Wang Dengming, standing in front of you is the chief of the police station. He has handled countless cases and tried countless criminals. The other is the police chief.

One is the FBI. Any policeman knows these psychological tactics you mentioned, so aren’t you crazy too?”

The old hunter also said: "Wouldn't it be more accurate to say that you used to be a wizard?"

"That's right, that's right. I was a wizard before I became a policeman."

"Nonsense, before you came to the United States, you were a SWAT instructor."

"Yes, I was a wizard before I became a SWAT instructor. My father, grandfather, great-grandfather, and great-great-grandfather were all top wizards, wizards that everyone feared. Unfortunately, I inherited the genes of my predecessors, and I was born to be a wizard.

, a real wizard."

Xin Mohai smiled even more bitterly: "Do you Chinese say that everyone is a wizard? That little man said that he is a wizard, and you are also a wizard?"

"Believe it or not, I'm warning you again, don't use force on Senxi, and don't use force on me. Be gentle, my counterattack will be very sharp."

Zimmerhei paused and asked: "You said you could communicate with demons, and you paid them to work for you. Well, I believe you for the moment, but how do you communicate? If you can't tell

, or if you cannot provide us with convincing factual basis, then we will use any torture method we can think of to extract a confession from you. We don’t need a notebook or your confession now. We do.

It's yours..."

Old hunter: "Little life! The cause of death was sudden death caused by heart problems."

Wang Dengming muttered, he had gone too far, and the sequelae of his nonsense were coming.

Two pairs of eyes looked at him from left to right, their anger reaching the limit.

"Give you three minutes to prove your skills. We are not afraid of you summoning a demon. We have guns."

"Yes, you'd better summon a coquettish female ghost, wearing red clothes, with long hair and red eyes."

"Ma Xue, start the timer."

"Okay, Director."

Wang Dengming didn't move. Xin Mohai said: "Do you need any props or any rituals? I can fully assist you until you succeed."

"No props or rituals are needed, just spells."

"Just a spell?"

"You still need soul power."

Xin Mohai frowned: "Why did a new term appear? What is soul power?"

"Soul power is the power of the soul."

"Okay, please start your show. I need to see the devil. I need to see the ghost now. Now, hurry up. I can't wait."