Chapter 147 The Story of the Weasel

Style: Romance Author: Persian MajorWords: 2056Update Time: 24/01/18 04:14:56
Is it possible that Mr. Guan's knife was broken by Wang Dengming's kick, so Mr. Guan was angry? Why did he have so many things happen after he became the police chief?

However, things only keep getting worse.

Although the establishment of the guard station blocked many people from the Makuku Valley, almost all those gold diggers who had heard of the news and had nowhere to go came to Alasgumeng Town.

The number of buildings in Alasgumeng Town began to increase rapidly. First, houses were built in the town. There were no more buildings in the town, and they extended to the surroundings of the town.

Starting from the rumor that there was gold in Makuku Valley, in just over four months, the migrant population in the town soared by three to four thousand people, and the number of private hotels in the town increased exponentially. As long as families with the conditions could afford it, they would stay at home. They renovated their house and turned it into a warm and unique family hotel, which could accommodate a few people or more than a dozen people. This put a lot of pressure on the town's police station.

However, there were still only a few police officers in the town police station. Leng Yu left and never returned, and no one knew what happened.

The city police department has sent two groups of people to look for him, but no news has been found.

When the first cool autumn wind blew through the town, Wang Dengming realized that autumn had come unknowingly.

There are many broad-leaved trees in the town. The leaves are gradually turning yellow, and there are more fallen leaves on the streets.

Falling leaves in autumn is normal, but the special scene of autumn in Gumeng Town, Alaska, is like migratory birds flying south, appearing on time.

Crows, crows everywhere!

On the eaves, on the trees, in the sky, even on the bamboo poles where clothes are hung.

Crows are everywhere, which is how the nickname Ghost Town in Alaska comes from.

The world of crows naturally brings a lot of troubles, not to mention the endless and shameless noises. The bird droppings flying all over the sky are the most annoying. Every autumn, when people in the town walk, they look at the sky instead of the ground. Check to see if there are any crows in your head.

"Damn it!"

Wang Dengming just woke up today and was about to go to work when he noticed a few drops of crow droppings on the front windshield of the police car.

So was Jones-Medy's car, more so, and she was so angry that she drew her gun and pointed it at a row of crows squatting on the power lines.

Wang Dengming pressed the muzzle of her gun and said with a smile: "My dear, you can't finish the fight. Let's go. We have to learn how to get along with crows."

Today is Monday. Many people came to the police station to complain, saying that the crows were so shameful, stealing food without telling them, and scaring children. They hoped that the police station would take action to drive away the crows and give the town a quiet environment.

What measures could Wang Dengming take? He had never figured out where these crows came from, and no one knew. Some said they came from the forest, while others said they seemed to suddenly emerge from the ground.

Inside the police station, Mayor Wilson was also there.

"King, there are more crows this year than in previous years. It's time to take some action. Don't you see that the crows are about to rebel when you see them?"

Wang Dengming smiled and said: "Mayor, what good ideas do you have?"

"Shoot!"

Garcia said: "It's not easy to shoot this one, you need a sharpshooter. Besides, there are so many of them, the sky is dark."

"Poison!"

Someone suggested this.

Some people objected: "Poisoning won't work. The crows will die and there will be a stink everywhere. It won't work."

All morning long, people were discussing how to get rid of the crows.

The whole morning was an endless debate, but of course there was no result. Wang Dengming knew that these people would come back to the police station to make noise tomorrow morning, and the topic would be the same, driving away the crows and killing the crows.

After everyone left, Father Mohan came to the police station.

He said worriedly: "There are at least twice as many crows this autumn as last year. God, this is an ominous omen."

Jones Medi was dizzy after being disturbed all morning, and said with a wry smile: "Father, please ask God to destroy these hateful crows."

Mohan shook his head and said, "Child, don't talk nonsense. God is merciful. How can he kill randomly? Be careful of being punished by God!" "

Wang Dengming said: "Father, it's time for lunch. You didn't come to the police station to have lunch, right?"

"Of course not. There is a weasel in the church. It bites everything it sees and cannot be driven away. I want you to think of a way to drive it away."

Garcia smiled and said: "It must be a crazy weasel if it bites whatever it sees."

The priest crossed himself and said, "Whether it's crazy or not, get rid of it quickly. Thank you."

Wang Dengming said: "Okay, Father, we will definitely try our best!"

"Thank you, my children."

The priest said goodbye and left. As soon as he left the police station, a crow flew over his head, and a piece of bird droppings chirped and landed on the top of his bare head.

"Damn it, God will punish you!"

The priest waved his fist. He was angry. This was the first time Wang Dengming saw the priest angry, like a child.

Jones Medi, Garcia tried his best to hold back his laughter, and only laughed after the priest's car disappeared. Wang Dengming also wanted to laugh, but couldn't, so he asked: "You two, please give me some good advice on how to catch that weasel."

Jones Medi said: "Boss, we have never caught a weasel, have you?"

"Caught, not caught."

Garcia said: "I haven't caught it, but it must be a very interesting thing. We can't catch a crow, but a weasel. I believe it's not that difficult, it's just a huge rat."

"Garcia, don't say that. Let me tell you some science. Weasels are called Wong Tai Sin and Uncle Wong in our country. In the old days, there was a statue of him in the Thean Hou Palace. It was worshiped by people. Like a fox, it has a pretty figure. It is beautiful and makes people feel mysterious. Another important reason is that it can influence people's spiritual world and is related to a kind of mental disorder. This kind of mental disorder is called "hysteria". They are mainly active at night and move quickly and mysteriously. It can climb trees or enter water, and use its keen sense of smell and hearing to search for food, which is not an ordinary cunning thing."

Jones Medi smiled and said: "Boss, you don't call this popular science knowledge, you call it nonsense."

"Okay, I'm not confident, so I'll leave this task to you two."

"Okay, Garcia, we'll go after lunch."

"I don't want to eat it. I'll catch the weasel before eating it. Now I just want to catch it."

Wang Dengming looked sideways at Garcia, wanting to say something, but didn't.

An hour later, Garcia and Jones Medi went to catch the weasel. Wang Dengming could only wish them good luck. There was a weasel in the church last year. As a result, Wang Dengming was ridiculed by the priest, saying that he was a weasel. Can't catch them.

Wang Dengming thought to himself, maybe the weasel this year is the one from last year.