Three days later.
"You've been playing with this shell for a long time, aren't you tired of it?"
The bullet casings placed on the tea table were from the bullet that shot Graytrane.
Wang Dengming does not hate Gray Chuan. Although he was severely repaired by Wang Dengming, Gray Chuan is not a bad person in nature.
"Jones, tell me, the gunman was two hundred meters away, and it was night, so he shot down Gregorian so accurately. How did he come about?"
"Of course they are well-trained people, they may be veterans, they may also be professional killers. Boss, have you made any new discoveries?"
"Discover, no, there is a problem"
At this moment, Jones Medi was lying on the sofa, his head resting leisurely on Wang Dengming's lap, holding a monthly magazine: Police Frontline in his hand.
Jones Medi suddenly screamed in surprise: "Look, what did I find?"
"What? What did you see? God or Jesus?"
"Look, I'm in a magazine!"
"What, you were in a magazine?"
"Yes, yes look! This!"
Jones-Medy put the magazine under his nose and pointed to a certain page.
Sure enough, Jones Medi's proud smile appeared in the magazine, looking so handsome and soft.
This article in the magazine: Policewoman of the Year describes Wang Dengming and his solving of the chain theft case in Polson City last time. The content of the magazine praised Jones Medi to no end, but Wang Dengming only mentioned it briefly. Became Jones Medi's little follower.
Looking at the author again, she is the female reporter who hugged him last time.
"Dear, these days, I thought you were studying for progress, but it turns out you were looking for photos of yourself."
"Boss, are you jealous of me?"
"Yes, I am jealous. I am jealous of you in the magazine. You are more beautiful than you are now."
The time now is half past ten in the evening.
Ali Xue took leave today and would come back the day after tomorrow. There were just the two of them in the house.
Upon hearing this, Jones Medi threw the magazine away and asked with a smile: "From what point do you think that I am more beautiful in the magazine than I am now?"
"The people in the magazine have a special air of air."
"Any more?"
"Gone."
Jones Medi did it, holding his neck, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something.
"What do you want to do?"
"Thank you, boss, you are magical, not magical."
Wang Dengming was puzzled.
"Confused?"
Wang Dengming kissed her and said, "Baby, please don't say thank you between us in the future, okay?"
"No, thank you is polite."
"Then what do you thank me for?"
"I saw light! It's in the Dantian you mentioned."
"Light?"
Wang Dengming was really confused for a moment, and then immediately thought that it was about this foreign girl practicing Kung Fu, and about Jones Medi practicing Kung Fu. Wang Dengming has never taken it to heart. A foreign girl practices profound Chinese exercises. He doesn’t quite believe that Jones Medi can achieve anything good. This needs to be passed down. Not everyone can achieve results. Now, listen to Jones Medi said that when he saw the light, he was naturally surprised and curious.
"What color is the light you see?"
"Pink, with a little bit of white. Anyway, it's very strange. I can't tell you exactly. I also saw the snowdrop you mentioned."
The exercises that Wang Dengming taught her were not too profound. They were ordinary Taoist inner-gong cultivation techniques that cultivated one's emotions and cultivated one's character. She actually saw a strange light.
"Are you sure you saw it?"
"Why should I lie?"
Wang Dengming then said: "Okay, then keep practicing, and if you see anything else, tell me."
"Okay, honey, I have to practice tonight, please don't harass me."
"Yes, baby."
"Good night."
"Good night."
Jones Medi went upstairs, and Wang Dengming picked up the bullet casings on the tea table and played with them like a man possessed.
At twelve o'clock at night, Tu Tianbu called: "Boss, they are here."
Wang Dengming was shocked. Of course he knew who they were.
"You're here so soon. Where are you? Am I here to trouble you?"
"In my club, they are indeed looking for trouble."
"Hold on, I'm coming over now."
"No, boss, they haven't found anything yet. They are here to play. By the way, can I transfer my membership to them? I don't want to. They look very unhappy."
"Buy your club?"
"Yes, they came to me as soon as they came and offered me the price as soon as they met."
"What price did they offer?"
"It's very tempting. They said they could offer twice the price I imagined."
"how do you say?"
"What I say, I don't say anything."
"Then they got angry."
"Yeah, boss, I give them the middle finger."
"Then what?"
"They warned me and I apologized."
Wang Dengming wanted to scold his mother, but he held it back and said, "Wait for me, I'll be right over."
"No, boss. Don't come forward yet. It won't do you any good. I'll deal with it first. If it doesn't work, I'll call you again."
Wang Dengming thought for a few seconds and said, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Dengming took out the police gun from under the cushion of the sofa, checked the bullets and clips, and then loaded it. Immediately, he put on his police uniform again.
Jones Medi came down from upstairs and found Wang Dengming fully armed and asked, "You want to call the police?"
"Aren't you practicing?"
"I heard the phone ringing downstairs. What happened?"
"Your hearing is really better than that of a rabbit. If nothing happens, I just want to go out for a walk."
Jones Medi walked up to Wang Dengming and said seriously: "I have two identities now. One is your horse, and the other is a policeman. Do you understand what I mean?"
Wang Dengming was silent for a moment and said: "Tudenbu may be in trouble." "
"Then let's go together, right away."
"I think so."
