life as a police officer in america

Hong Erting led Wang Dengming towards the wooden houses in the village.

"Mr. Chief, the wooden houses here must be very old."

"Yes, it's been hundreds of years. Come, please."

Ten minutes later, the chief led Wang Dengming to his home.

After Wang Dengming went in, he looked around. His home was very simple, with an authentic taste of primitive life. There were no electrical appliances, and naturally there were no electric lights. The pine oil lamps were lit here, and they made a snapping sound when burning.

The furniture in the house is all made of wood, simple and with a bit of wild design. When you walk into a house like this, you will immediately feel what it means to travel through time.

However, Wang Dengming found that the building of their home was a bit like a BJ courtyard house, with a square shape, which surprised him very much.

"Chief, your house is different from others, a bit like our BJ's..."

The chief led him into the living room.

Said: 'The whole village, no, I should say the whole tribe, only a house like mine looks like this.'

"Oh why?"

"Please take a seat."

Wang Daming was sitting at a wooden table that had not been carved or painted. He found that there was a dark red purple clay pot on the table, the kind used for making tea. Next to the purple clay pot was a set of tea sets, made of porcelain and very well made.

Fine and milky white, each tea cup has a fairy, stepping on colorful clouds, as if she is slowly rising up, as if she is flying to the nine heavens. The appearance of the fairy is a typical oriental beauty.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Sheriff."

The chief went to work, boiling water on the stove and burning firewood.

Soon, the water was boiling, and Wang Daming saw him put a handful of tea leaves into the purple clay pot.

"Chief, do you also like to drink tea?"

"Yes, but I am the only one in the tribe who likes to drink tea. Do you like it?"

Wang Dengming smiled and replied: 'I still have some small research on tea.'

"That's great. Come on, the tea is ready. Please try the tea I brewed."

"good."

Wang Daming picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said, "This seems to be the West Lake Longjing."

The chief then said: "You are really a Chinese."

"RB people also like to drink tea, why don't you say I am a RB person."

"No, RB people don't understand the meaning of the words West Lake Longjing."

"Thanks."

The chief's expression suddenly turned cold and he said gloomily: "You're welcome, Officer Wang. Aren't you afraid that I might poison the tea?"

Wang Dengming laughed, took another sip, and said with a smile: "Chief, from your eyes, I can't see that you mean to harm me, so I don't panic. In fact, I have already noticed that you are in the cattle pen."

Just attack me and you have a chance of winning."

"How did you tell?"

"Three archers have climbed to the top of the bullpen. They are very good at shooting from a high position, right?"

The chief couldn't help but nodded, his expression returned to normal, and he smiled and said: 'You are indeed a careful person. Fortunately, I didn't do anything.'

"It's not that you don't want to do it, it's that you don't want to do it, right?"

The chief looked at him for a while, nodded slightly, and said, "You are just a small town policeman. You are really undermining your talents."

"It doesn't matter, just let nature take its course. Chief, tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The chief stood up and went out for a while. After a while, he came back with a letter.

"This is?"

"You should know about Aventurine Kong."

"I know, he is the captain of the exploration team, a doctor, and a geography expert. We are here to find him this time."

"he died."

"I know. I heard Officer Colin say that he was eaten by wild wolves. Is that true?"

"If I said yes, would you believe it?"

Wang Dengming thought about it seriously and said, "I may not believe it when others say it, but I believe it when you say it."

"I'm very grateful for your trust. This letter was left by Dongling Kong before his death. We rescued him from the wolf's mouth, but it was a step too late."

Wang Dengming looked at the letter and said, "Do you want to give me the doctor's letter?"

"Yes, the purpose of your coming is the exploration team. The exploration team has been destroyed. This is his handwritten letter. I hope you will hand this letter to your relevant departments and tell them that there is no gold here. Please stop harassing them."

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Wang Dengming poured the tea himself, drank half the cup, and said, "I can take the letter back, but I can't guarantee how useful it will be."

"As long as you bring it with you, it's fine. You can do business too, right?"

"Well, you're right. I have to hand in a job. Why did you choose me? Officer Colin, that's fine too."

The chief's face became gloomy again, even cold.

He sighed and said, "I don't really trust white people."

"But, I am not your tribe nor your friend, so I am very strange."

"I'm also wondering why I believe you, and I'm also wondering why you were asked to take this letter back. I can't explain. I tell you, I have been to BJ before."

Wang Dengming was very surprised.

"You want to ask me why I go to BJ, right?"

Wang Dengming nodded.

"Look at our appearance, yellow skin, black eyes, black hair..."

"What problem can this explain?"

The chief waved his hand and went out again. After a while, he brought a wooden box and opened it. There was something wrapped in red silk in the middle of the box.

The chief opened the red silk cloth very carefully, and there was a black, gray, and severely corroded wood carving inside. The wood carving was a man with an oriental face, a bun, and cloth shoes.

He was wearing ancient Chinese clothes and robes, which seemed to be from the Tang Dynasty.

"This is?"

"This is what our ancestors left us, passed down from generation to generation, and it is the only thing left that can be preserved to this day."

"Ancestor? This wood carving looks like an ancient Chinese person. Wait a minute, I seem to understand what you mean. There is a rumor that the Indians in some parts of America are descendants of the Chinese. Is this true?"

With helplessness on his face, the chief said: "I don't know if it's true, so I've been looking for the truth for many years."

"did you find it?"

The chief shook his head, nodded a little, and said: "It's plausible, but I can't tell. I won't say the distant one, but let's just say that we two have many similarities."

"That's true."

"So, when I learned that a Chinese came to Dusk Skull Valley, I wanted to go and have a look. Unexpectedly, Turing went to trouble you first."