Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 1045 Beautiful Vampire

Tick, tick.
Whose mechanical watch is ringing?

It belonged to Guoburo Ismail.

"Bastard, poor man, you still have such an old watch on your hand."

"This is my grandfather's gift to me. Well, it's a very precious souvenir! Made in Switzerland!"

Wang Dengming never noticed what kind of watch Guo Buluo Ismail was wearing. He told everyone to be quiet just now, and when he calmed down, he found that the sound from the watch on his hand was so clear and rhythmic. .

Steiner said with a smile: "Gentlemen, according to me, something strange happened in the landlord's mansion. It's not surprising. It must be that this guy, Sfolan, was mistaken."

Wang Dengming: "Strange, when did I become a landlord?"

Sifland: "Sheriff, this person's body has entered the 21st century, but his head is still in the [-]th century. There are still people who are swinging like a pendulum without thinking. If you beat him, he will call you a landlord."

Guo Bro Ismail: "Don't be so boring, so what if there are vampires, we catch her, hang her, kill her!"

His big fists were clenched tightly, and the friction of the bones made a crackling sound.

This sound has stronger positive energy than the ticking sound just now.

"Sheriff, you just said to keep us quiet, what do you want to say?"

"I'd better listen to you, Ismail, tell me, what is the origin of your watch, you can talk nonsense."

"Let's talk about public welfare, let's talk about beer, this beer."

His voice filled the dining room, he was loud on purpose, and he looked out of the window from time to time as he spoke.

"This beer, this beer, about beer, you can see what the poem "Alvismo" said: "The mortals call it ale, but the gods call it beer." Ahaha Ha ha!"

Everyone stared at him, no one laughed or spoke.

Finally, Wang Dengming uttered: "Boring, disappointing, meaningless,"

"Then let's talk about the connotation, do you think it, sitting in such a restaurant, under this dim light... ah... ghostly shadows, the restaurant's scenery is much darker than the outside."

Sfulan was angry: "Who are you calling a ghost?"

Steiner smiled and said, "Sheriff, Ismail called you a ghost."

Wang Dengming smiled and said, "It's even more boring, Ismail, is it so difficult to have something meaningful?"

"Okay, Sheriff, does that fuzzy pattern on the back of your seat look like a magnified little monster?"

Wang Dengming subconsciously stood up and left his seat.

Everyone stared at the image on the bronze chair.

"Sheriff, there seems to be a gallows up there."

This chair, under normal lighting, does not show any suspense, but under the reflection of candlelight
"God, something is wrong. I saw a woman with a rope around her neck."

"It's a strange chair. It's so strange that the reflection of candlelight can have such an effect, just like our people can see things after dark that they can't see during the day."

Guo Bro Ismail said the last sentence solemnly.

"Where is your home?"

"Solomon Islands hahaha, scare you to death, idiot!"

Sfulan punched Guo Bro Ismail.

Steiner said: "Fake horror stories can't scare people. Our place used to be the place where witches were hanged. My grandfather was the executioner. The one who cut the rope. He cut the rope for 30 years. Are you afraid?"

Everyone laughed.

Xifeng Ma Yixue: "Don't tell ghost stories, okay?"

Goburo Ismail: "I'm not trying to scare you with ghost stories,"

He poured half a can of beer into his stomach and said, "I just prepared you mentally. We are not as hypocritical as some people. Did Paige with the lamp hear?"

"Stop him, Sheriff!"

Wang Dengming didn't want to stop it. If this woman was faking amnesia, there would definitely be flaws over time.

Just like now, telling some ghost stories on a moonlit night will help the alcohol evaporate in the body.

"That's right, Mr. Sheriff, he can't frighten others, he can only frighten himself. This guy is going to be in trouble."

Guobro Ismail: "Talking ghost stories will bring bad luck, Steiner, be careful I will beat you to death in the ring."

"What a joke, isn't he afraid of bumping into someone who is about to be hanged? Hahaha."

Alcohol makes boxers more excited.

"Don't spoil the fun, Steiner, let me tell you something a little more exciting, how many of us are dining now?"

"Five."

"Five is five, I think his scariest is 'Death Feast'. In a mysterious house on St. Cloud Street, the ghosts of 6 famous people have been solemnly summoned, and 6 Famous people have dinner together, have you heard?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Siflan: "Ismail, your fists are not good, but your storytelling is top-notch, you liar!"

He continued: "Then tell a story about a liar. I heard it. First of all, declare that I heard it. It can't be said that I lied. The thing is like this. , claiming that he drank the elixir and lived to be two hundred years old! He traveled around in a red vest with diamonds, and in the name of the count, from Paris to St. Female disciples introduce others, make alchemy, and predict the future"

Wang Dengming knocked on the table with his wine glass: "Mr. Storyteller, your content does not interest us. How much do you know about the ghost stories of six famous people?"

Siflan: "It's not new to say that old topic. Now, don't all female vampires look fierce, ugly, and disgusting?"

"No, dear little boy, there are beautiful female vampires, like court ladies, who can also become vampires. I only know one. I forget her name. It's an English devil, Siflan. Do you think the woman you saw just now looks like a vampire?" Is it pretty?"

"Maybe she's pretty, she's just pale, I think she's pretty."

"Brothers, have you ever thought about the taste of a xx female vampire? It must be exciting. Sheriff, catch her and hand it over to us. Let's deal with it. Let's play first and then kill her. Hang her to death in this villa." Inside."

The more these guys said, the more outrageous they became. Wang Dengming hurriedly said, "Let me tell you, don't talk about hanging the vampire in the villa. This is my property. You are at my house. Say something nice."

Sifland said: "Who can sing the drinking song of the Cadfel troops of Bouillon, the general of the Crusades?"

Steiner immediately distanced himself from Sforland: "My God, what's wrong with this guy, he can sing such an old toast song? It's not right, it's not right at all, that song sucks, I'm on the Internet I have heard that song, and I have seen it with my own eyes. Tens of thousands of soldiers lined up and sang in unison. Sorry, I shouldn't ask, you are Chinese."

Wang Dengming had never heard any crusader drinking songs.

"Siflan, let me ask you one last time, have you seen that woman after all?"

"Sheriff, I curse, I curse and swear, I did see it."

Wang Dengming lowered his head and thought, Guoburo Ismail: "Sheriff, you can visit Mr. Doyle Kanasan, he is a great person, he is a writer, and he has compiled many ghost stories. "

Steiner immediately said: "My God, that guy is a liar, he is a physics student. Are you drinking too much, Ismael, that is a physicist, not a theologian! You know, vampires possess On a living body, confined to his coffin during the day, only coming out to hunt for food after sundown. They live like normal people, moving in the same community."

(End of this chapter)