"Jones, Sis said, he's in the hospital? He said he got hit."
Jones Medi cheered for a while and said in disappointment: "Why can you still speak after being hit? Damn the butcher Gordon Bu, be gentler!"
"Future Detective, you seem to hate him more than I do."
"He was always looking at a certain part of me," Jones-Medy said.
Wang Dengming asked knowingly: "Which part?"
Jones Medi's face turned red and he yelled: "Go to hell, you pig head!"
Wang Dengming dodged with a smile.
When Wang Dengming and Jones Medi arrived, Sith was lying on an emergency trolley in the emergency department of the hospital and was sent to the ward.
Wang Dengming asked the attending doctor: "Doctor, how is his condition?"
"Mr. Police Officer, after the injured was hit by a motorcycle, he basically suffered abrasions, especially on his arms and thighs. The abrasions were more serious and not life-threatening. Please don't worry, mainly on the head. If he hits the ground, there is a possibility of concussion, and if his waist is hit directly, the situation is still not too optimistic. We need to keep him in the hospital for observation. These are the basic conditions."
"Thank you doctor."
"You're welcome, Mr. Officer."
As soon as the doctor left. The two said in unison:
"Damn, it's too easy!"
"Damn, that's too harsh!'
The one who talks lightly is Jones Medi, and the one who talks seriously is Wang Dengming.
In the corridor, both of them couldn't help but feel happy.
"It's a little heavy. I'll ask Tu Gebu to give him some appropriate memories. I'm afraid this memory is a little too profound."
Jones Medie held his hand and said: "Chief, if you are not profound, how can he have such a long memory? Let's go and see the heroic and injured Superintendent."
"All right"
After coming out of the ward, Jones Medi kept laughing, and Wang Dengming wanted to laugh too. Sith was like a grumpy weasel, yelling at Wang Dengming: Why is the public security in this town so bad? Why! He also ordered Wang Dengming to find the motorcycle rider who hit him within three days, otherwise
Otherwise, Jones Medi said it for him, otherwise I will sue you for dereliction of duty!
Wang Dengming looked like a grandson, yes, yes, I will definitely catch the escaping driver, of course, of course, the damn thief will also catch Yunyun, and said a lot of good things.
They left the hospital and got into the police car. They were still having fun, but it wasn't enough. They even kissed as much as they wanted.
Suddenly, there was a tapping sound outside the car window. Wang Dengming was startled, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was Tutonbu.
Butcher Gordon Bu got into the police car and said as if he was taking credit: "Boss, how are you? You did a great job, didn't you?"
Jones Medi tugged at his beard and said, "Beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people happy! I just discovered today that you are so lovable."
"It hurts, it hurts."
Jones Medi just let go, and Wang Dengming asked: "Driver, you can invite me."
"certainly."
"Thief, what's going on?"
"Of course I'm the one who found it, thief!"
Wang Dengming laughed dumbly.
"I know you, I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."
Tu Gordon preached: "Boss, that must be a good thing! How about that idiot can still talk?"
Jones Medi smiled and said: "Yes, you can also curse, and the whole hospital will feel like an earthquake."
"That means the memory is not deep enough. Boss, do we need to strengthen the memory?"
Wang Dengming hurriedly said: "No! That's enough. If you deepen your memory, my memory will be deepened."
Tu Gebu handed over a magazine, which was full of bullets.
This is a pistol, a police Glock. Wang Dengming took the magazine and said, "Magazine, whose magazine is this?"
"It belongs to the Sith."
"Why is his magazine in your hand?"
Tu Gebu smiled obscenely and said: "Boss, it's like this. It's all Thor's attention. It's just an accident. After receiving your call, we made preparations. When he entered the club, they asked someone to be there. We got his wallet halfway, and after he came in, we found four technicians for him, four of them, the boss, who made his feet weak. When he paid the bill, the idiot was furious and was beaten by our people. After our people called the police, he calmed down. To prevent him from hurting others, we removed his magazine, but we couldn't snatch his gun. This must be done in a measured way."
Wang Dengming praised: "You did a good job! You can't grab the gun. That is a big crime."
"So, we kept his magazine and asked him to redeem it with money. When he left the club and made a phone call, the motorcyclist we hired quietly rushed out and put him in, and then, uh Uh-huh, he ran away. That's what happened. It's wonderful, boss. That idiot still wants to chase him. He has no bullets in his hands. Our technicians even ripped out the bones of his feet. He basically can't run. Hehehe ,How about it?"
Wang Dengming listened and laughed obscenely, the same weird laugh coming from the cuckoo's throat.
Jones-Medy was funny and angry, and cursed: "Wild Bear, you are so nasty. You made him unable to even walk, and then you hit him with a car. How beautiful is the technician in your club?"
"It's so beautiful, so beautiful. How about, Jones, you try it?"
"Fuck you!"
Jones cursed.
Wang Dengming frowned and said, "Look at you, you are an angel-like beauty. She should be somewhat cultivated and should pay attention to overall quality."
Jones Medi disagreed: "You men are allowed to do whatever you want, but women are not allowed to be free?"
Tu Gebu took a look and said hurriedly: "No matter who is doing this, what should I do with this magazine?"
"You should take it back and wait for his people to redeem it, so as to give him some face. Be careful not to let him know that you are the auxiliary police officer of the police station and the god of thunder."
"Boss, Thor and I never showed up. He won't know. I'm leaving."
"Okay, go back. Remember, don't conflict with him. By the way, how much do you want from him?"
"Not much, one thousand dollars for a technician, four thousand dollars, boss."
Holy shit!
Butcher Gordon left, and Jones Medi smiled again and said, "Boss, do you want to pierce the magazine?"
Wang Dengming shook his head: "No, stop here. If the Sith is furred, it will be detrimental to the slaughter of Gordon Bu. Yes, I am in a much better mood. I would like to make a suggestion, let's find a place to relax."
"Bar, go to the bar and drink."
"You know, I don't like drinking."
"Then you stay with me, I drink strong wine and you drink beer."
"Good idea, let's go."
Two regular policemen in the town spent the whole afternoon in the bar. After checking that the time was almost up, they went back to the police station and walked around. If nothing happened, they slipped back to the rental house.
During these days, Wang Dengming gradually got used to the food cooked by Ali Xue. She was working hard to learn Chinese cuisine, and even asked someone to buy an English translation of Chinese cooking methods to learn from.
She cares about this job, the salary is high, it is easy, and both bosses treat her well.
She found that Wang Dengming and Jones Medi were very happy when they came back today, so they made a dish of sweet and sour pork loin for the two bosses to taste.
After Wang Dengming ate it, he felt it was okay, it had a bit of a sweet and sour pork loin flavor, and he praised it a few times. Jones Medi also thought it tasted good, and Ali Xue was even more happy.
After eating and drinking, Jones-Medy turned on the TV and waited for the lottery draw.
Tonight is the lottery draw time, and the prize will be drawn at 10:59 p.m.
Wang Dengming bought lottery tickets on a whim. He rarely bought lottery tickets. He didn't know what happened today, so he just wanted to buy lottery tickets.
After the lottery was drawn, they took out a pair of lottery tickets. One of them actually won the prize. Although it was not the first prize or the grand prize, it still won more than two thousand US dollars. They were so happy that they hugged each other on the sofa. Laughing and laughing.
Ali Xue saw this and hurriedly hid in her room. The two bosses had developed a bad habit of working on the sofa in the living room.
