The American Scripture

[Dao Zang America] General Chapter Serial Post [Forbidden Water] m

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"Do you know something?" Andre was still curious, although he thought Hans was right. .

　　 "How old are you this year, Andre!" Hans glanced at Andre's still young face, shook his head and smiled, "Twenty-three? Twenty-four? How many years have you been a police officer?"

"Twenty-six!" Andre smiled, "This is my third year. I mean from the Los Angeles Police Department to Temecula, you know, I made a mistake in Los Angeles and transferred here. ."

"Do you know how many years I have been a police officer?" Hans glanced at Andre lightly, "One year more than your age, and three years later, I will do this **** job. For thirty years, I can get the full pension."

　　 "But...I know all of this!" Andre looked at Hans a little strangely, not understanding what he was talking about.

"You don't understand what I mean? Yes, you are too young!" Hans shook his head and smiled. "I have seen too many murders and too many cases that will never be settled. I know why Can some cases not be settled? In addition to not being able to find evidence and clues, there are also cases beyond human cognition."

　　 "It's beyond the current human cognition?" Andre repeated hesitantly, and then smiled, "This... is really crazy. Is there really a Martian or a devil in this world?"

　　 "I said...you are still too young!" Seeing Andre didn't believe it at all, Hans shook his head and stopped talking, and concentrated on fighting his milk tea and pizza.

　　 Outside Rob Santona’s house.

　　 "Mr. Santona, are you ready?" After waiting outside for a while, Linna felt something was wrong. She drew the pistol from her waist, held it with both hands, and leaned on either side of the door, shouting loudly.

　　 No one answered at all in the room.

"Mr. Santona, if you don't answer, we will break in. Mr. Santona, are you listening?" Renn also felt that there was a problem at this time. He also drew his pistol and ducked in the door. The other side.

　　Lina and Renn exchanged glances, nodded, Renn flashed away and kicked open the door of Santona's house. Mr. Santona was facing the door, holding a double-barreled shotgun with both hands.

"Oh, damn!" Ren dodged, and when he wanted to avoid him, he heard a "boom". The bullet hit the part under his left shoulder, and the impact of the bullet pushed Ren three back. Four meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

　　 "Ryan, **** it!" Linna flashed over and wanted to shoot, but the second shot came again, and with a bang, the door was smashed with sawdust and Linna dodged.

Taking advantage of Santona’s opportunity to change the bullet, Linna came out again, raised the gun and shot, "Bang Bang..." A few shots sounded, the bullet entered the human body and made a "Puff Puff" sound, and blood was injected. Santona fell on his back to the sky, twitching stiffly on the ground, seeing that he couldn't live.

　　 "Ryan!" Linna ran towards Renn, watching him gasp.

　　 "Hiss!" Linna tore off the clothes where the bullet hit, revealing a layer of body armor inside, but you can still see blood leaking out of the parts outside the body armor.

　　 "Am I going to die?" Rene panted, with a splash of blood coming out of his mouth. He tried to smile hard, "Now I can finally take a break."

"Stop talking, Ren!" Linna yelled in a crying voice, and then took out her mobile phone to call for help, "I need help. We are in Santona's home now, Ren is injured, I Ask for an ambulance, hurry up, hurry up!"

　　 "Don't worry, I'll be fine!" Renne wanted to say something, suddenly coughing, blood in his mouth popped out, making Linna even more flustered.

　　 She has seen people shot, there are suspects, and colleagues, she can bear it, but this time she couldn't help the pain in her heart, and held Ren's hand tightly.

Not long after, there was a sharp sirens in the night sky, police cars and ambulances galloped in, medical staff carried the stretcher, and a doctor looked at Ren's wound, whose consciousness was blurring, and wrinkled. brow.

　　 "Be careful not to give the injured person too much shock. He injured his internal organs and his bones were also broken." The doctor said, directing the medical staff to put Renn on the ambulance.

　　 Linna wanted to follow, but was stopped by Stir who had rushed over.

　　 "Ryan has professional medical staff to take care of it, Linna!" Stehr frowned and looked at her, "I need to understand the situation here, why is this happening?"

　　 Linna just stopped and explained what had just happened to Stir.

　　 The forensic doctor is examining Santona's body.

　　 "Do you think Santona was the murderer who killed Mr. Cranston and Ms. Cammore?" Steer looked at Santona's body and frowned. "Just because he shot you?"

　　 "This reason is not enough?" Linna was a little annoyed. Originally, Ren was injured, and she was holding a fire in her heart. At this time, she couldn't help hearing Stelle's questioning.

"Lina, you are a professional police officer and a CI agent. You'd better have direct evidence to prove that Mr. Santona is guilty. If you can't, you and Ren will also be responsible for your actions." Er shook his head and sighed, "If Mr. Santona is not a suspect, and you enter his house without a search warrant, this alone will make us uncomfortable for the judge."

　　 "I know, I will be responsible!" Linna said irritably, turned and left.

　　 Linna went straight to the hospital, she had to stay there, she wanted to know Ren's injury the first time. She hoped that Ren was okay, then appeared in front of her, smiled at herself and said, "Hey, Linna!"

　　 The door of the operating room opened and Ren was pushed out, his eyes closed.

　　 "Doctor, how is he?" Linna asked anxiously.

"The operation went smoothly, but the dangerous period was not passed. The power of the bullet was really too great. Although it did not penetrate his body armor directly into his body, but... his ribs were broken three times and his internal organs were shaken. The damage was great, causing internal bleeding, organ displacement, and... the bones of the exposed left shoulder shattered."

　　 Linna's body suddenly felt heavy.

　　 What the doctor's words meant, Linna couldn't be more clear, let alone whether she could keep her surname, even if it was, it would be impossible for Renne to use a gun as a police officer again in the future. What he has to choose is to withdraw from CI, and then, in accordance with the current regulations, may find a casual civilian job in the police station.

　　 But this is absolutely impossible for Rennes to endure.

　　 Seeing Renn being pushed into the intensive care unit, Linna felt nothing but a blank in her mind. She was stunned for a long time. She slowly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed Sarah's number.

　　 Because the blockade of the house has not been lifted, Zhen Fan has not been able to arrange planting at the vineyard. But this does not prevent him from summoning the former planting workers to understand the situation, because the new grape planting is about to begin.

　　 Sampson has urged it several times. After a restless night, Zhen Fan and Sampson finally stood in front of the group of workers.

　　 "Should I say a few opening remarks?" Zhen Fan asked Shanpusen. He looked at the tall, short, fat and thin workers in front of him.

　　 "Of course, you are the boss with the most shares, and of course the most suitable for you!" Shanpusen urged Zhen Fan with a grin. .

　　 "Okay!" Zhen Fan gave a dry cough, "Guys!"

　　 "Haha—" Someone couldn't help but laugh out loud. Zhen Fan could see that he was a relatively short and strong man in his thirties, in the attire of a typical American farmer.

　　 "Well, I don't know your names yet, so, guys, you will still work here in the future, and I won't fire anyone." Zhen Fan said, "At least I won't."

"I have worked in this manor for more than ten years, but now... Mr. Cranston is gone. He is a good man. This is from his father's foundation, sir!" The year-old man stood up and said, "I want to know, sir, can our salary be guaranteed?"

"That's a great question!" Zhen Fan nodded, pointed and smiled at him, "If I want to answer this question, then I will ask you a question first. Can my job be guaranteed? If so, Congratulations, your salary will not be less and will increase!"

　　 "I like this sentence!" The person who was speaking was a middle-aged aunt~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Some fat body was deeply hollowed out by an apron she was wearing.

　　 "Sir, do you know how to make wine? Cranston is a family handicraft, and his wine is never short of sales." A young man raised his hand and asked loudly towards Zhen Fan.

　　 is a thin young man wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, and his face shows distrust of Zhen Fan.

"Good question, buddy! I'll come back for Zhen with this question!" At this time, Sampson, who was standing behind Zhen Fan, stood up and said to the young man with a smug smile. No one in the United States doesn’t know a luxury brand—H·C·D, boy, what’s your name? Do you know this kind of wine?”

"Toby, Toby Gellar. H·C·D, I know." The young man replied loudly, "I heard that it was made by a Chinese man... Oh, God, you wouldn't say that he... …Is our boss?" The young man seemed to understand, and suddenly screamed.

"Why not him? Yes, Zhen, this is the founder of H·C·D, the founder of the best alcoholic luxury brand in the world, Van Zhen. So, your worry is completely unnecessary. Yes." When Simpson said this, his face also had a proud and fulfilling look. ◇(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe, reward, and your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.) Provided by ◤@吕大布丶fly◢.