Wang Dengming scratched his head and said: "Even if you give me a female police officer, you can't come as an intern. I am a police station. Do you think this is a police academy or a training base?"
At this time, Jones Medi's face was covered in sweat, the tip of her nose was covered with sweat, her breath was not yet evenly adjusted, and her chest was heaving violently. It was obvious that she flew over in a hurry.
After listening to Wang Dengming's words, Jones Medi took a few deep breaths, tried to keep his tone calm, and said: "Chief, I apologize for being late, but!"
After 'but', she paused.
Wang Dengming tilted his head and signaled her not to say anything else.
"But! You shouldn't doubt my ability. In fact, I personally think that my ability is disproportionate to a small town like this."
"Hmm, proportion?"
The first feeling Jones Medi gave Wang Dengming was confusion.
No identification required, she is a pretty girl.
With her pretty face, blue eyes, and fair and tender skin, no matter how you look at her, she doesn't look like a police officer.
Especially her tall and well-proportioned, plump and toned figure, even when standing still, gives people a wild sense of soaring. The proportions are just right, the golden ratio.
Did she go to the wrong place? This is not a modeling agency or a film company.
But the person in front of him was clearly wearing a new gray-black police uniform and an octagonal police hat. He had an unabashedly fierce aura, coming towards his face.
Okay, just because of this aura, I admit that you are a policeman who distracts me. Wang Dengming thought so.
"what's your name?"
"Jones Medi."
"Okay, girl."
"Chief, what did you call me? Sister"
"Sorry, your name is a bit convoluted. I have mild amnesia. What is your name?'
"Jones-me-dee."
"Well, Jones-Medy, you don't want to come, so why are you here again?'
"I must obey the orders of the city police department! Of course, Sheriff, if you don't want to, you can transfer me immediately."
After Jones Medi finished speaking, his body was still upright, his abdomen and chest were drawn in, his eyes were level and forward, his pupils were fixed, and he did not look at Wang Dengming at all.
"Okay, of course I can transfer you. I'll make a call now."
Wang Dengming's hand reached for the telephone, dialing the number with his fingers, but his eyes squinted at Jones Medi.
Jones-Medy's pupils finally turned, staring down at the red phone. When the phone just rang, she reached out and cut off the phone with one finger: "Chief, don't you really want to listen to me?" Explain why I'm late?"
The eyes of the two people were like fighting cocks, staring at each other. In the end, Wang Dengming blinked first and stretched out his generous and powerful right hand: "Okay, you win, welcome to Asla Gumeng Town, the devil's paradise."
Jones Medi's slightly nervous face suddenly showed a smile, stretched out his white right hand, and said: "Some people say that the Sheriff is a master of fighting, is it true?"
Putting her hand in Wang Dengming's hand, she looked even more delicate and delicate.
Wang Dengming smiled slightly, let go of her hand, and said, "Have you ever inquired about me?"
"No, I heard it in the corridor of the city police station. It was said that in order to save Superintendent Fedeli that night, you subdued five gunmen by yourself. That was five. How did you do it?"
"You mean, you admire me, right?"
Jones Medi wanted to laugh.
Wang Deng pondered for a moment, "Okay, let's put it another way, do you believe it or not?"
"I don't know. I haven't seen it. Many people are skeptical. There are many theories. Some people say it's just rumors. Superintendent Fedeli didn't explain it. When I see you as the client, I"
Wang Dengming showed a self-deprecating smile on his lips and said, "It's a bit inconsistent with normal logic. One versus five. Even I think it's a rumor. What do you think?"
Although Jones Medi hesitated for a moment and smiled, he did not dare to continue.
Wang Dengming encouraged her: "Continue."
So, Jones Medi looked Wang Dengming up and down, and said with an unceremonious smile: "Yeah. It is said that the person that night was a professional killer. You, you must have been beaten to the ground."
Wang Deng's eyes widened immediately, and Jones Medi quickly corrected him: "You ran away with Superintendent Fedeli, right?" '
Wang Dengming held his chin with two fingers.
Jones-Meddy corrected him again: "It must have been you, Chief, who blocked the gangsters and acted as a cover for Superintendent Fedeli. After the Superintendent was out of danger, you were beaten to the ground?"
Wang Dengming couldn't help but laugh and said: "You have a rich imagination. What major are you studying?"
"Criminal investigation major.&039;
"No wonder."
"Chief, you haven't answered my question yet."
Before Wang Dengming could think of how to explain, Jones-Medy's question came again: "Why did you come to this town to be a police officer? Wouldn't it be better to stay in Chicago?"
He thought seriously for seven or eight seconds and replied with a smile: "You can ask Superintendent Fedeli."
Of course, Jones Medi couldn't ask any more questions, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll find out later."
"Let me make some arrangements for you first. Our dormitory is in the backyard of the police station. There are six rooms. Apart from the one I live in, you can choose one by yourself."
Twenty minutes later, Jones Medi tidied up his room and came to Wang Dengming's office.
Wang Dengming is packing his things.
Jones-Meddy asked, "Sheriff, what's the time now?"
The phone rang on the table.
Wang Dengming answered the phone and spoke in Chinese. Although Jones-Medy couldn't understand Chinese, she heard a woman's voice on the phone.
After Wang Dengming hung up the phone, Jones-Medy asked casually: "Chief, is this the police call?"
Wang Dengming smiled but said nothing.
"To express my apology, I intend to"
Wang Dengming interrupted her and said with a smile: "It's lunch time now. Have you eaten Chinese food? I'll treat you to Chinese food."
Jones Medi said sincerely: "I rarely eat steamed buns and pancakes, but they are delicious!"
"Okay, as long as it suits your appetite. You're new here. I'll just take care of you. Let's go."
"Thanks."
The two got into the nearly ten-year-old Ford police car and left the police station.
The town originally had few people, and even fewer Chinese came here. Half a year ago, a pair of young people came, claiming to be husband and wife, and opened a dumpling restaurant in the town. Wang Dengming, who had rarely eaten food from his hometown, became this place. loyal guests.
The owner of the dumpling restaurant is named Liu Hongsheng, and his wife is Chen Qing.
Liu Hongsheng doesn't look very good, is introverted, doesn't talk much, and is not much different from a mute. But his craftsmanship is quite good, especially the snacks he makes. These days, Wang Dengming has gained weight.
Chen Qing is not good at cooking, but she is really pink, tender and graceful, more beautiful than flowers.
They are both Chinese, and they are about the same age as Chen Qing and his wife. Wang Dengming naturally likes to socialize with them. He gradually understands that Chen Qing and Liu Hongsheng are both college students. They have not graduated for a long time. They both like clean places and share the same goals. Came here to open a dumpling restaurant.
Of course Wang Dengming believed what Chen Qing said, but he always felt that the couple was different from each other and always looked awkward. Wang Dengming still didn't understand why.
But there was one thing that Wang Dengming noticed. This couple seemed to be hiding something intentionally or unintentionally. It was hard for him to ask. That was their business and what did it have to do with you.
What surprised him the most was that when he first came to this dumpling restaurant, Liu Hongsheng had a nervous look on his face when he saw him. It was Chen Qing who stepped forward to say hello and avoided the embarrassment. Therefore, Liu Hongsheng The first impression I had on him was that he was timid and afraid of getting into trouble.
The name of the dumpling restaurant is Sihaiweijia. There are two red big lights hanging at the door. It is in the middle of the main road in the town. This street is called Johnnyco Street. As soon as the two of them entered, they realized that things were rare and expensive. He was the only Chinese restaurant in the town, so their business was pretty good. It was the same today, and the seats were almost full.
Chen Qing saw Wang Dengming coming, ran out of the door and came up to greet him.
Wang Dengming whispered in his hometown dialect: "Are you still in there?"
Chen Qing said softly: "Yes, as you said, as long as they come again, I will call you."
"Very good."
"But there are a lot of people there today. I regret that I shouldn't have called you."
"It's okay, just do your business."
Wang Dengming just finished saying this and walked into the dumpling restaurant with Jones and Medi. He was looking for someone when he heard boos and whistles.
"I'm going to dig out their eyes, a bunch of scoundrels!" Jones Medi said angrily.
The boos and whistles came from a table by the window facing the street. Those people were all stout and strong, wearing weird clothes and even weirder hairstyles.
"Hey, Sheriff Deng, what a coincidence, come on, come to us."
At the end of the dumpling house, a man stood up and waved. The person who greeted Wang Dengming was a big black man named Gray Chuan.
Wang Dengming and Jones Medi came to them.
"New here? Oh, my God, did the angels give God a leave of absence and allow you to come to this place where the barbarians live?"
Jones Medi replied: "Your little mouth is so sweet, thank you."
When Gray Chuan spoke, although he was a bit teasing, he was very kind. There were four people at his table, all with a scorpion embroidered on their arms. These people were members of the Scorpion Gang in the town, and Gregorian was the leader of this small gang.
This guy doesn't call Wang Dengming Sheriff Wang, because Wang Dengming has the word "deng" in his name, so from who knows when, he will call Wang Dengming Sheriff Deng.
Wang Dengming said: "Master Chuan, let me introduce you. This is Jones Medi, the new member of the police station."
"Hello, Jones Medi."
"Hello."
Greytran extended his right hand, and Jones-Medy also extended his right hand as a courtesy. But her eyes were fixed on the big table by the window. There were seven people there, all of them strong and stout.
The leader has a beard and a pair of protruding bull's eyes, always with a hint of scarlet. The top of his bulging chest muscles seemed to be able to hold a paper cup filled with water.
His name is Tu Gordon Bu, and he is also an acquaintance of Wang Dengming. His nickname is Wild Bear, and he is a boxer who started out as a black boxer.
It was this group of people who whistled, booed, and blatantly stared at Jones-Meddy's butt and breasts, almost using their hands.
This group is somewhat similar to Gregorian and others. There are tattoos on their arms and chests. The tattoos are marked with half a blood-red moon. They came to the town about a year ago. This gang called the Blood Moon Gang opened in the town. An entertainment club.
As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and their relationship with Gray Chuan was very tense. They had a secret fight once, and Gray Chuan's people were no match at all.
Before Butcher Gordon Bu came, Gray Chuan was the biggest thorn in the town. Wang Dengming took care of him, and the security of the town was basically normal.
But after Tu Gebu arrived, he was even more prickly.
And as the police officer's seniority continues to increase, Barak is already in his forties, and he has lost the vigor he once had. He only cares about making a little money and getting some salary. As long as nothing big happens, some small things can be ignored, such as Barak didn't care much about Tu Tianbu eating the King's meal.
Barak doesn't care, Wang Dengming does.
Wang Dengming had arrested the younger brother who butchered Gordon Bu more than once. Therefore, the feud between the two became deeper and deeper. Tu Gebu publicly threatened several times that he must give Wang Dengming some color.
