life as a police officer in america

Late at night, in the absolute silence, the low roar of car engines coming from Highway 301 was like the prelude to music.

Wang Dengming thought of the music tape, the rustling sound, like the rustling of reeds in the wind, just like what he heard now, two things with different and unrelated attributes could be so perfectly combined.

Like the flowers of dawn, quietly blooming in the dark night,

Under the waning moon, the sky was gray and dark, like a bone-white fishhook with barbs.

He wiped his eyes and wondered why the moon was so scary.

That was far better than the red blood moon seen in Dusk Skull Valley.

The water-like air gradually became colder, just like a person walking into a long and narrow ice valley. The further inside, the colder it gets.

Feel it? Honey.

Senxi stacked the files one by one, which were as tall as half a person.

"I'm so amazing. I've actually read so much. I'm so sleepy."

Senxi didn't seem to hear Wang Dengming's words. She stretched and yawned lazily and seductively.

She was lying on the bed, curled up like a mermaid.

A lamp lit up in the gauzy mist.

This light has never been on. It is directly in front of the police station, across the road.

There was a person standing under the telephone pole, the old lady. She was looking at the window of the police station.

Wang Dengming wanted to call Senxi, but found that Senxi had fallen asleep, with longing happiness on her face. What did she dream about?

"Honey, I like you."

She is talking in her sleep.

"who do you like?"

"I like you."

"Who do you like?"

Senxi laughed like a child, turned around and hugged the pillow, lying on her side, laughing like a silver bell intermittently.

Wang Dengming went out and closed the door.

He held the gun and came to the door of the police station.

With a clang, he opened the door!

The banging sound of the iron door seemed to come from the distant depths of the earth.

The old lady is missing.

The street lights were still on, like dazzling high beams, and Wang Dengming blinked.

The light flickered a few times, returning to a dull yellow and weak light.

He stood on the side of the road for a while and returned to the police station with his gun in hand.

In the room, Sensi was lying on his back with his hands on his abdomen, overlapping them up and down.

He came to the window.

Another person appeared under the telephone pole, it was Vanilla Farah!

She was wearing jeans on her lower body and a tight white sweatshirt on her upper body. Her hair was tied back, which was completely different from what she had seen a few days ago.

Her frame appears large and her body is round.

She looks very bulky.

He ran down and quickly opened the iron door.

"Don't run! Stop, you pretentious bitch!"

Wang Dengming must catch her.

Vanilla Farah turned around and ran away. She ran very clumsily, as if she was carrying something heavy on her back.

Wang Dengming caught up with her in the blink of an eye. In the middle of the road, she turned around and bit her with her teeth.

With a splash, she was thrown to the ground by the police.

The police showed the handcuffs, held her head with one hand, knelt on her back with one foot, and cuffed her hands with the other hand.

When Vanilla Farah was handcuffed, she didn't make a sound. She just kept struggling, as weakly as a person suffering from rickets.

Wang Dengming felt very bad.

He pressed Vanilla Farah's head, and the touch in his palm was not a hard skull, but like a lifeless football.

Oh shit!

He was so frightened that he drew his hand back.

"your name!"

Vanilla Farah lowered her head and did not answer.

"Are you Vanilla Farah? Say it!"

The subdued woman still didn't speak. Wang Dengming reached out his hand to her neck, and his pulse beat very strongly and quickly.

Damn it, it's a living person.

He wanted to turn her over, but her clothes seemed to be made of paper. He pulled her back and opened a big tear, like mourning clothes.

He grabbed her arm and rolled her so that she lay on her back on the ground.

"Say, are you Vanilla Farah!"

She suddenly spat at Wang Dengming.

Oh shit!

Wang Dengming was hit, and he clearly felt wet and sticky liquid on his face.

asshole!

He grabbed the clothes on her chest and tried to lift her up.

He tore off the whole piece of clothing and the hood.

damn it!

He felt that this woman's body was like a balloon, and any part of her body would sink in if he exerted force.

He rolled her body again so that she was lying on her stomach, and used his fingers to part her thick hair and examine her scalp.

There seemed to be traces of sutures on the scalp, and the light was not very good, so he couldn't be sure.

He lowered his head lower.

A box-type car suddenly rushed over in the alleyway!

Wang Dengming had no time to dodge and was knocked far away.

A box car suddenly rushed over!

Wang Dengming had no time to dodge and was knocked far away. Vanilla Farah was hit and flew even further together with him.

boom!

Bullets fired from the roof of the police station hit the side glass of the van, and the van sped off in a hurry.

He wanted to stand up, but his head felt dizzy.

When Wang Dengming woke up, he was lying on the bed.

Senxi was by his side, and he got up.

"Dear, were you dreaming? I saw you screaming for help?"

"Am I dreaming?"

"Yes, I was woken up by you. You were so cute when you were dreaming. What did you dream about? Look how scared you are."

Wang Dengming hurriedly got up.

The flamethrower is placed next to the window, and the submachine gun is next to the flamethrower.

He ran downstairs and opened the iron door.

There is nothing in the middle of the road.

"What are you looking for?"

Senxi realized something was wrong with Wang Dengming and came down to ask.

"You said I was dreaming?"

"Yes, yes, you went to bed very early last night, before me."

"What are you talking about? You fell asleep before me. You fell asleep after sorting out the files."

"Nonsense, you fell asleep after taking a shower!"

Ten minutes later, Wang Dengming was drinking Erguotou in the office, while Senxi looked at him worriedly.

"Police scumbag, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know, please leave me alone."

After drinking, Wang Dengming drove alone on State Highway 301.

He opened the car window and let the strong wind blow against his head.

sutures under hair, street lamp, van, old lady

His hands pressed against Vanilla Farah's body and it felt strange. Those pairs were real, those eyes were real, her spit was real, so weirdly real. Am I dreaming?

The vehicle was moving and he could not hear the roar of the vehicle.

This is a silent world, this is a black and white world, and the colors he sees are all monotonous black and white.

This is a world like in a painting.

A Jaguar overtook him, and the driver looked sideways at him.

It was a familiar face, the face of the statuette.

Her smile revealed the temptation of an evil spirit.

She suddenly put down her hands on the steering wheel and took off her shirt

Bang!!

With a heavy impact, the airbag hit Wang Dengming's face until it almost turned into a pancake.

His car stopped. Seven

He heard the news and someone said: Oh my God

He seemed to have returned to reality.

Miraculously, the police car could still be driven when he returned to the police station.

Senxi woke up just in time. She opened her eyes and found Wang Dengming sitting next to her. She said: "Hold me."

Wang Dengming held her in his arms and looked at Senxi's scalp under her hair. There were no traces of sutures.

"Police scumbag, are you up so early?"

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

"Nothing happened last night. I went to bed after reading the file. What happened last night?"

"No, nothing happened last night."