I cut reality into a movie

It's okay to be stupid, just be obedient.

Resisting the anger of punching Seikot, Dan Taylor patted him on the shoulder instead: "Secote, I'm fine, coughing is my old problem, just go back and have a rest, you don't have to Worrying too much."

Sekot is just stupid, not stupid.

He also knew that Dan Taylor coughed to the point of holding his breath because he was speechless, so after watching Dan Taylor wake up, instead of blaming himself for talking nonsense, he comforted himself not to worry.

At this moment, Sekot, who is a PUA master, has an urge to die for his confidant.

There was a layer of water vapor in his eyes, and he choked up and said to Dan Taylor: "Sir Taylor! It is definitely an honor in my life to be your subordinate!"

"Not subordinates, but friends. We will support each other and go on together."

With a pinch of Secourt's shoulder, Dan Taylor leaves.

He is really anxious now, the accidental arrest of the captain will very likely expose the existence of the White Dwarf Club, and once the White Dwarf Club is exposed, he, Dan Taylor, will really be finished.

He has to stop this from happening.

Looking at the internal letter along the way to understand the situation, Dan Taylor got into his Lamborghini supercar, took out a functional phone that could only make calls from the hidden drawer under the seat, and called Chairman White Dwarf.

"Dan, what's going on? Can you reach me on a special number?"

"The captain is under arrest."

Dan Taylor got straight to the point, with a cold voice: "That idiot didn't know how to be recognized by a San Francisco police patrol on the street, and then caught by a road test reserve police officer!"

"President, the waste supplier you contacted this time may destroy our entire club!"

In the White Dwarf Club, only Dan Taylor's background can make him speak ill of the president.

"Dan, calm down, isn't it just that the captain was arrested, we just let him have no chance to speak up." The president proposed to kill.

"Toronto Hospital, Special Disease Area, Room 204, there are four police officers on guard."

Condemnation, one sentence expressing dissatisfaction is enough.

As a genuine American elite, Dan Taylor would not let his emotions affect him for too long. He immediately calmed down and informed the captain of the hospital where the captain was treated for his gunshot wounds to Chairman White Dwarf.

At the end, he also reminded: "The captain is a felon on the federal red notice. After he is arrested, the hyenas from the FBI will soon come over after smelling the smell. President, we are short on time."

"No, we had plenty of time because from the moment the captain entered the Toronto hospital, he was dead."

President White Dwarf smiled and mentioned a name: "Anna, do you still have any impression of this name?"

"Anna?" Dan Taylor froze for a moment, and a bloody face appeared in his head: "I remember Anna, but didn't she disappear after a car accident? I haven't seen her for two or three years, right?" .”

"She came back recently and is working at a Toronto hospital."

"Now that you're back, why don't you come to the party? Everyone misses her a lot, and her weird drugs."

Dan Taylor recalled: "I still remember going to clean up the black garbage a few years ago. At that time, Anna came up with a drug that could make people get herpes, mixed with OxyContin, which was hot at the time, and gave those niggers a shot."

"That effect... I can't help but laugh when I think about it now."

Dan Taylor smiles, that crazy, twisted smile that looks exactly like the white dwarf president on the other end of the phone.

"Anna doesn't have time to play with us these days. She's busy sterilizing the colored trash in San Francisco."

Chairman White Dwarf explained: "In addition to your San Francisco Police Department, the special disease area of ​​the Toronto Hospital is also provided to several prisons in San Francisco."

"Whenever these prison inmates come to the Toronto hospital for treatment, Anna will inject the colored garbage inside with the latest sterilization drug she invented."

"Anyway, when those criminals return to prison, it is impossible for them to use impotence as an excuse to go out of prison to see a doctor, and by the time their sentence expires, the long prison time will have erased all traces of drug use in their bodies. "

Chairman White Dwarf introduced Anna's recent situation in a gentle tone, and Dan Taylor on the other end of the phone grinned: "President, listen to your tone, are you with Anna?"

"Hehe, you hear that? We've been dating for a while, and we're even ready to get married within a year."

"Oh, really, then I have to hurry up and prepare wedding gifts for you, just before that."

Dan Taylor paused for a moment, and said: "The captain's troubles, I have to trouble the president's wife to solve them as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, the captain will not see the sun tomorrow."

Toronto Hospital, Inpatient Building 17, Special Illness Area.

As a special ward outsourced to police stations and prisons for inmates, the No. 17 inpatient building of the Toronto Hospital is no different from a prison.

All the windows are welded with iron railings, and each ward is the same as a prison cell, with electric control iron doors. It can be said that medical treatment here, except that the bed is softer, other conditions are no different from those in prisons. .

A pair of feet wearing white soft-heeled shoes walked slowly in the empty corridor.

She walks gracefully, her posture is graceful, and every step she takes will cause the police in the corridor who are in charge of guarding the prisoners to swallow their saliva.

"Hi, I'm changing the dressing for the patient in bed 67."

Smiling sweetly at the four police officers guarding the captain, Anna successfully entered Ward 204.

Beside her, a police officer followed step by step, not only to protect the safety of her doctor, but also to prevent her from doing something wrong.

It's just that a police officer can prevent violent killings, but not drug killings.

After confirming that the captain lying on the hospital bed with his hands bandaged like a mummy was his target, Anna stepped forward and said softly, "Sir, is there something wrong with your body?"

"Being stared at by four dogs non-stop, which part of my body can I feel comfortable?"

The captain cast a blank glance at the policeman behind Anna, smiled at Anna, and said, "But seeing you, a beautiful and lovely doctor, my restless heart has calmed down a lot."

When Anna was in a car accident three years ago, her entire face was disfigured, but as a family of doctors, she could easily change it with the help of her family. The American-style internet celebrity face that all big brothers would like .

"Sir, I read in your medical records that there was a case of myocardial infarction diagnosed once, so I advise you to adjust your mentality and face the next life, otherwise your heart is prone to problems."

Anna was reminding, but the target of her reminder was the police officer following her, because the captain would die of myocardial infarction in at most six hours.

Coming out of the captain's ward, Anna's footsteps became more brisk.

The white soft-soled leather shoes stepped on the smooth marble floor of the hospital corridor, making creaking sounds. While walking, Anna took out her mobile phone and told President White Dwarf that she had completed the task.

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"Congratulations, Officer Chen, starting today, you are an honored member of the San Francisco Police Department."

Hearing Hoffman's congratulations on the receiver, Romon's hanging heart finally let go.

Although he has always been extremely calm, he is still quite nervous deep down. After all, he doesn't know the temper of the chief of the San Francisco Police Department.

He would appreciate him for being fearless in the face of danger and bravely fighting the red wanted criminals.

Still loathe him for being daring and messing up the police road test.

Now it seems that Romon made the right bet.

The chief of the San Francisco Police Department should be more sensible, knowing that the San Francisco Police Department is in a mess now, and there is an urgent need for capable police officers to top the tank.

Otherwise, if it continues to be so deserted, not only the leftists who hate the police will call for cuts to the police budget, but even the rightists who agree with the police will join the parade to cut the police budget because the police station is too useless.

After hanging up Hoffman's phone, Roman happily went out to have a barbecue to celebrate.

Originally, he planned to invite Tifa to join him, but this poor patrol lady had to work overtime today to protect the safety of the citizens of San Francisco, so Romon could only enjoy the barbecue dinner by himself.

With 'animal' on his forehead, and roasted livestock in his hand, just when Romon and the word 'animal' were having fun.

Lying quietly in the ward, waiting for Dan Taylor, the police insider to come to rescue his captain, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the great pain in his heart made him scream out:

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"What's wrong!? What happened?"

The policemen in charge of security at the door immediately rushed into the ward with guns in both hands, but by the time they rushed to the front of the bed, the captain had already died.

All that was left was the horrible, twisted, bulging-eyed mantis face.

"Quick! Call the doctor!"

The sound of chaotic footsteps began to resound in the captain's ward.

Then, there was the roar of the doctor.

"Defibrillation!"

"It's useless? Then increase the voltage and try again!"

"What? It's not working yet? Where's the epinephrine? Direct cardiogenic injection, hurry up!"

With the long and thick needle pierced into the captain's right ventricle, after pushing in 0.5 mg of epinephrine, the captain's rescue officially came to an end.

"Fuck!"

The doctor who had been doing artificial cardiopulmonary resuscitation for the captain wiped the dense sweat on his head, then let out a long breath looking at the unsteady electrocardiogram, shook his head to the four policemen around him and said:

"Unfortunately, this gentleman has returned to my master."

"Doctor, please save him again, this man is a red wanted criminal, he can't die! He still has a lot of secrets!"

The excited policeman went up to grab the doctor's collar, but was stopped by a colleague next to him.

"Guys, calm down." The doctor raised his hand and said soothingly, "I know this prisoner is very important, but death is death, and no one can bring him back to life except God."

"Then how did he die? How could he die suddenly?"

"He has a medical record for myocardial infarction." The male doctor in charge of first aid gave the same explanation as Anna: "Every time this disease recurs, his rescue time will be further shortened, so it's a pity."

"We asked for a forensic autopsy! The red notice died suddenly of a myocardial infarction, and unless there is an autopsy report, our police will not accept this statement"

The nurse had warned in advance, and the doctor had made the same judgment.

But the police are police after all, so they will not simply believe that it is too coincidental that a red wanted criminal will suddenly die of a heart attack.

the other side.

As a red wanted criminal, when the captain was alive, instead of enjoying any privileges of this country, he was chased all over the United States by a group of FBI agents.

But after the captain died, because of his status as a red wanted criminal, he enjoyed a post-mortem privilege - jumping in line for an autopsy.

That night, after an autopsy by a professional forensic doctor invited from the outer hospital, the captain's cause of death was confirmed—myocardial infarction.

Outside the autopsy room.

Anna listened to the forensic doctor's final autopsy conclusion, and a half-confident, half-disdainful smile appeared on her face.

She knew that in this murder contest, she was the one who won the final victory.

Relying on her medical talents, she once again completed the perfect murder under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Even such a perfect murder, she has done it countless times.

But every success still makes her excited.

It's a pity that the four little police officers in charge of guarding the gate were somehow involved in such a high-ranking competition, and then they were inexplicably blamed.

The only thing they can comfort themselves now is that the captain died of a disease and not an accident, so that their punishment for being held accountable will be much smaller.

After reporting the news of the captain's death with a frowning face, several police officers in charge of security were scolded bloody.

But...that's it.

After all, the captain died of disease, which is something no one can do.

"Cheers!"

In the luxurious manor of the White Dwarf Club, members of the club raised their glasses to celebrate.

Although there was no extra fun at the party tonight, Anna's perfect murder was enough to keep these bloodthirsty lunatic members happy all night.

"Greetings Anna!"

Another toast together, another gulp.

Continuous gulping of alcohol made Dan Taylor's face flush with drunkenness. He embraced a white woman who was also a member beside him, jumped onto the coffee table while hugging her, and sang the first song of their club:

"Why are we invincible, because we are white sons of God!"

"Why are we so lucky, because we are white sons of God!"

"Why are we rich, because we are white sons of God!"

"We are the masters of the world! The world will always belong to us!"

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Whether Dan Taylor and his group can be considered as the sons of God depends on whether the Lord has allowed their father to be a father, but Romon, who is a real youth version of God, is going to find an ancestor today to match his acting .

"The rich second generation, with a police background, must have some brain problems. I don't know if there are such people in the San Francisco Police Department."

With full expectations, Romon drove to the San Francisco North Branch.

Now I have to say, that kid Hoffman is very interesting, he really arranged for Romon to work in the North District Bureau. If there is a chance in the future, Romon will definitely repay this cooperative man.