American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 3 03 Don't force me, I quit

Howard was hit hard on the head again.

Finally couldn't take it anymore.

He staggered, lost his balance and fell backwards.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Howard fell heavily to the ground.

Ron understands the truth that it is advisable to chase the poor with the remaining bravery, and not to learn the truth of being the overlord.

Taking advantage of Howard being blinded, he pounced on him like a hungry wolf.

He sat on Howard's body with his buttocks, and his fist swung out, hitting Howard's annoying face hard.

Seeing that posture, he vowed to beat Howard to death before giving up.

"Boom bang bang..."

The sound is muffled, and it hurts to hear it.

After punching several times, Ron's fist was red.

It was only when the stunned colleagues realized that they hurried forward and hugged the maddened Ron tightly.

"Ron, calm down, he is the captain anyway..."

The colleague tried his best to drag Ron away from Howard's body.

The body left, but the feet were still within reach, and the reluctant feet kicked Howard's body reluctantly.

Colleagues saw Ron, who was like a crazy rabbit, holding a grudge.

They were all stunned.

In the past, Ron's character was quite gentle.

Why did you become so violent when you came back as an undercover agent?
This is the rhythm of immortality!

Howard was picked up by his colleagues and shook his head.

When he fell to the ground, he had some concussions, and Ron punched him fatly.

His blond hair was messy, his head was swollen, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his white shirt red, his face was bruised and purple, and the wounds at the corners of his eyes were hideously cracked, making him look extremely horrific.

After a long time, Howard felt less dizzy.

Immediately realized that today was a big shame.

If he doesn't save face, he will have no prestige in the robbery and murder department in the future.

He stared at Ron fiercely, looking like a hungry ghost, with his neck stuck, his nostrils were so angry that smoke was coming out of his nostrils, and he was struggling to beat Ron.

"Damn, don't fucking stop me, I'm going to kill him!"

"Captain, calm down. Ron is also impulsive. Besides, everyone knows that undercover is the most dangerous, and he will die if he is not careful. He may have been in a dangerous environment for a long time, and he has psychological problems..."

"Dangerous fart, resign if it's dangerous! After resigning, see if he can find a better job. Son of a bitch, little bastard, how dare you beat me? I want you dead, I want you dead!"

Howard was like a mad dog about to rush up and beat Ron.

Ron's eyes lit up, eager to try.

Made, I really felt comfortable playing just now.

It turns out that beating someone can be this fun? !
Unfortunately, Howard was hugged from behind.

He could only bark his teeth and claws, and kicked his feet hard towards Ron.

However, the distance is too far to reach, so they can only be incompetent and furious.

"Ron, you dare to beat the officer, I want to fire you, fire you! Are you afraid? If you are afraid, immediately kneel down and beg me! Please, I will let you go."

"Okay, fire me, fire me, and I'll sue you for racial discrimination."

Ron pushed away the colleague who was hugging him, took out the recording pen from his pocket and shook it.

When Howard saw the recording pen, his eyes were straightened, his face was full of disbelief, and his body stopped struggling.

Unexpectedly, Ron went undercover once.

Not only has his temper become grumpy, but he has also become cunning.

It's so insidious that I prepared a recording pen in advance, it's really unruly.

Is there still a king's law?Is this still legal?
If the Chinese are all thieves like Ron, how can a person like him get along?
Howard's eyes were red, anxious.

He stared at the tape recorder.

In the beautiful country, a country of immigrants, racial discrimination is commonplace. Discrimination is hidden in the dark, and it doesn't matter if no one catches the horse's feet.

But if people get the evidence, they will face the double crisis of social death and job loss.

He wished he could slap himself hard.

I was careless just now.

Really careless.

Thought Ron would be resigned.

Ron beat himself up so hard, it hurts like hell now.

Thought Ron couldn't do anything to himself.

Ron prepared a recording pen and had evidence of his racial discrimination.

When he was emotional just now, he called Ron a cowardly yellow monkey.

This is blatantly racist.

"fuck, are you plotting against me?"

Ron was prepared, but he didn't expect Howard to be so unscrupulous.

"This is called being defensive."

The hero does not suffer from immediate losses, Howard felt that he should get the recording pen first.

"Give me the recording pen, and I will forgive you for your mistakes in this mission?"

"Do you think I'm an idiot? In your mouth, I have made such a great contribution, but it has become meritless!"

Howard rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, this time it's a great achievement for you, and give me the recorder."

"Do you think I would believe it?"

Howard was furious by Ron's reluctance.

You have to grab it hard. I tried it just now and couldn't beat Ron.

And if there is a big trouble, he really can't get along in the police station.

"You...you wait for me..."

Howard's expression was distorted.

But now the advantage was with Ron, he could only say a harsh word, and walked towards the private office in despair.

"Oh!"

There was a loud sound of closing the door.

Ron shrugged nonchalantly.

Everyone turned to look at Ron in surprise, shook their heads and returned to their seats.

On the one hand, they were a little uncomfortable with Ron's change from an honest man to being sharp; on the other hand, apart from the time when Ron was undercover, they didn't have much contact with Ron, and it was undoubtedly difficult for them to stand by Ron's side. .

Only the vice-team old Xiao En has enough qualifications and is not afraid of offending his boss.

He patted Ron on the shoulder and sighed.

"Hey, originally you made a great contribution, but now not only did you fail to make a contribution, maybe... I wish you good luck!"

Ron knew in his heart that even without this incident, Howard would not take credit for him.

As for the deputy team hinting that Howard would wear small shoes for him, and without a recorder in his hand, Howard would even wear small shoes for him.

Now, he is not in the mood to go to work.

A man left the Robbery and Murder Division alone.

It would be a lie for Ron not to be depressed.

After making such a great contribution, what he faced was censure and targeting.

Matt, that's too fucked up.

Lu Xun is right, the leaders say it is okay or not, and it is not okay if they say it is not.

Driving a second-hand Toyota, the orange sunset shines on my body through the glass window, which is very warm.

Breathing the free air, Ron's mood improved slightly.

While observing the scenery on the street while driving, he must adapt to this strange world as soon as possible.

There are far fewer pedestrians on the street than in China, and there are homeless people when passing by the park.

Ron parked the car outside Penn Brothers, locked the car and went inside.

This bar is a place where Yuanzheng often comes to.

After scanning around, it was approaching evening and not late at night, and there were not many people in the bar.

A figure beside the bar caught Ron's attention.

"What the fuck, Anne Hathaway?"

Ron blinked, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

"Anne Hathaway" was wearing a white shirt, a black knee-length skirt, a white-collar dress, her chin resting on her hands, and a lightly swaying glass of wine, looking very lazy and slightly drunk.

Because she was sitting on the high stool, her plump buttocks and long white legs were perfectly displayed.

Ron ordered a glass of whiskey and sat beside him.

"Hi!"

Ron greeted stiffly.

He wasn't nervous, he was very, very nervous.

Fuck, who wouldn't be nervous when meeting an unattainable goddess?

Although he has too many goddesses in mind.

But, that's Anne Hathaway, the goddess that countless people dream of.

"Hi!"

"Anne Hathaway" responded with a smile.

Ron was at a loss for words.

Asshole!
How could there be no words?
I must still have potential...

Believe in yourself and stay calm.

You can!
After taking a sip of whiskey, Ron was embarrassed and stunned but couldn't find a topic.

Maybe, Ron is really handsome, maybe, Ron looks interesting.

"Anne Hathaway" laughed.

"My name is Annie."

"Ron, a policeman."

"Then your life must be wonderful."

"Yeah, I just returned to the police station undercover."

"Wow, that must be exciting."

Ron nodded and shrugged.

"It's really exciting. I personally killed the big brother who led me to rob, and then returned to the police station and beat up my boss."

"Uh... this is too exciting."

Annie was dumbfounded.

One of two things happening is exciting enough.

Two in a row, the stimulus is doubled directly.

"What about you?"

"Of course my experience is not as rich as yours. I was a reporter on a TV station, and I used to work in fashion magazines."

Ron frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly his brows relaxed.

He smiled confidently, and finally figured out who Annie was?

Isn't Annie the heroine in "Wearing Prada"?

"Let me guess the magazine you used to work for, isn't it "Flyover"?"

Annie covered her red lips with her little hand, and looked at Ron with wide eyes in surprise.

"how do you know?"

……

After knowing who Annie is, the two chatted more and more speculatively.

Ron learned that after Annie resigned from "Flyover" magazine, she moved to Los Angeles and started a new life.

She thought she had learned a lot from her last job, but after entering the TV station, she realized that the world was as black as crows.

Her situation is the same as before, I can only say that it is similar with minor differences.

The people around still regard her as a tool person, and to succeed, they must treat others as a tool person.

She found that she could do nothing about the environment, and she was extremely distressed, so she came out to drink.

Ron understood Anne very well.

I think that I have learned a lot of truths and can be very detached.

After encountering severe beatings in reality, I found out that the truth of comprehension was useless.

Reality is so fucked up!
Ron also learned from Annie that the TV station he worked for was actually called Umbrella, and that there was a place called Raccoon Town next to Los Angeles.

Ron recalled the memories in his mind, and he was shocked to find that many geographical locations in the United States had changed drastically.

Many place names should not exist at all, but somehow appeared on the map of the beautiful country.

Not only is there a problem with the place name, but even the timeline seems to be out of order.

For example, Raccoon Town, where the headquarters of Umbrella is located, and its main business coincidentally is biopharmaceuticals.

The reason why it is not Raccoon City but the town, Ron guesses that the umbrella company has not yet developed.

It makes sense when you think about it carefully, since there are all vampires.

In order to live longer, those rich people will definitely support the research on creatures like vampires, and they may develop some kind of super virus.

Anyway, Ron was numb when he heard the bad news.

The place where I usually live is not far away, and there is a nuclear bomb ready to detonate at any time, so I have no sense of security.

He finally accepted the basic fact that this is a very chaotic world of beauty, an extremely dangerous world.

At this moment he felt weak, pitiful and helpless!

Fortunately, there was Annie to comfort him.

The two speculators opened a room in the hotel and talked all night long on the boat.

Anne is worthy of being a stunner in the world. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a first-class figure. Her lordosis and back are warped, and her skin is so white that it can reflect light.

The point is, that familiar yet unfamiliar pretty face always makes Ron full of excitement and doubles his sense of accomplishment.

The phone rang.

"Buzzing..."

The phone rang at a critical moment, which was really disappointing.

Ron was about to hang up the annoying call.

"do not!"

Annie reached out to grab the phone and connected the call.

"Hey, ah, I was waiting for you at the bar just now, but you were late again, I've already gone home. Meet? I'm afraid I can't now, I'm busy, no, I was doing yoga just now..."

"Let's see you tomorrow. Actually, there is nothing to say. Don't pester me anymore...ah!"

Ron vaguely heard a male voice on the other end of the phone.

Come on, what the hell?

She has a boyfriend?
Fortunately, there was something wrong with their relationship and they were going to break up.

"It's okay, I accidentally knocked my foot just now, so you don't need to pretend to care about it. Howard, I'm telling you now that we're done."

Annie hung up the phone angrily.

"Howard? It sounds familiar!"

Ron was startled.

"Who is he?"

"A policeman like you!"

The Ron people are all sluggish, it can't be such a coincidence, can it?
As the man who silently paid behind Annie.

He was actually... even more exciting.

"I...fucking really is a pervert!"

The next day.

The warm sun shone on their faces.

Ron opened his eyes bewilderedly.

Looking down and seeing the beautiful woman lying in her arms like a kitten, an unprecedented sense of pride rose in her heart.

The long eyelashes were opened, and Annie smiled sweetly when she saw Ron staring at her obsessively.

"I want to lie in your arms forever."

Hearing that her voice was hoarse, two seductive blushes rose on Annie's face.It's all the bastard Ron's fault, it's too much fun!

(End of this chapter)