Russell was leaning on the window sill with a glass of ice water. More than a dozen home improvement workers were busy working in the house. They packed and moved away all the furniture and household garbage in the house at an extremely fast speed.
This efficiency alone can ensure that this company will occupy a place in New York.
After the house is evacuated, the home improvement crew re-drains the electrical wiring, installs lighting fixtures, lays wallpaper and carpets, and moves the last pieces of furniture and appliances into the house.
Even the shoe cabinet and wardrobe were filled with clothes, shoes and hats whose labels had not been removed, and all kinds of daily necessities were available, even the air purifier was not left behind.
No need to carry bags, check in directly, perfect!
Ms. Satan is dressed in a small black and white workplace suit, with black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose. Her long, fiery red hair is tied into a single ponytail. She has an elegant temperament and an unobstructed view of her curves.
She held the bulletin board report in her hand, checked it against the furniture in the room, and handed it to Russell after confirming it was correct.
"Your wish has been fulfilled, just sign here and it's OK."
Russell's wish is to have a new home, and as far as the current situation is concerned, it is indeed brand new.
He took the report, confirmed that it was not a contract to buy and sell souls, casually signed the name 'Darkseid', and when he handed the report back, he touched Satan's delicate hands.
"Miss Satan, don't you think the family still needs a mistress?"
"That person is definitely not me!"
Satan pulled out his hand with force, handed the report to the home improvement worker next to him, and rolled his eyes beautifully: "Mr. Russell, if you want to talk about marriage, we can get along. If you are just greedy for my body, I advise you to
So I can get rid of this idea."
"no problem!"
Russell nodded in agreement. Many couples find that they are not suitable for each other during the process of discussing marriage, and finally break up sadly.
"hehe……"
Satan said nothing and rolled his eyes to let Russell realize: "Your wish has been fulfilled. I still say the same thing. There is no free lunch in the world. Even if you have everything in your dreams, you have to dream first."
Russell nodded: "I understand, my dream of winning the 100 million yuan lottery ticket cannot be realized, right?"
"That's right, because the prerequisite for winning the 100 million yuan lottery ticket is that you have to buy a lottery ticket, but you didn't."
Satan said fiercely that she had had enough of Russell, that is to say, he couldn't run away even if he couldn't fight him. Otherwise, she would definitely press Russell to the ground and trample him to death.
She had decided to install anti-theft windows and anti-theft locks in her bedroom when she got back, and stuffed the Longinus gun under the pillow in case there was an extra person in the room while she was taking her beauty sleep.
There was no one like the devil who could do this. She thought about going back and calling God, transferring her to work in heaven, and replacing her with an aunt to be Satan in hell.
Even if there is no aunt, Michael will be able to work as a shift worker.
Watching Satan leave, Russell shrugged and sat on the sofa in his 'new home'.
The contract to exchange his soul for seven wishes was not signed. He wanted to sell his soul to the devil, but Satan refused to agree.
As compensation, Satan promised to grant him one wish.
In fact, it is better not to sign the contract. In Russell's view, there are only seven wishes after signing the contract. If not, the number can be determined as desired.
He has a devil cell phone that can contact Satan 24 hours a day, and he also has the skill of the gate of hell. If Satan dares to do it or not, he dares to go berserk on the spot.
"Sir, is this your bill, check or card?"
Russell was feeling proud when a home improvement worker handed over Russell's signed report and attached a bill.
"Wait a minute, what does this bill mean? Are you not that lady's subordinate?"
"No, the lady contacted our company, chose a one-stop decoration package, and then placed an order over the phone. We provide the fastest and most convenient door-to-door service."
Russell:(???)
Satan's words "There is no free lunch in the world" flashed through his mind, and he finally understood its meaning. He paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other hand. The devil was indeed innocent.
"Sir, check or credit card?"
“Swipe your card!”
Russell took out his credit card from his pocket, and after saying "I'm glad to serve you", the door was closed and he was the only one left in the room.
He looked out the window at the rising night, and thought about calling his partner David.
"Russell, it's me. Why, you decided to go out for a drink? I'm sorry, I'm helping Pierre on duty. I have to patrol the precinct tonight. I'll treat you to a bar some other time."
David talked a lot. After he stopped, Russell said calmly: "Boy, I'll give you a chance to show off. I have a murder case here, and the address is in the apartment building where I rent my house."
"In...in, in your house!?" David's voice was obviously trembling.
"Don't be stupid, I live on the third floor and the body is on the second floor."
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
"It's no use just coming here, you don't know how to survey the scene."
"Yes, yes, you are right."
"Dududu————"
After hanging up the phone, Russell sighed. The new partner said very beautifully that opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. However, before the body was seen, people began to panic.
He needed to talk to the director. David, who had just passed his internship period, was not suitable to be his partner. The risk was too great and his life could be in danger at any time.
It would be best to replace him with a Xiaoqiang who is invulnerable, 360 degrees bulletproof, and can survive even with missing arms and legs.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to guarantee the survival rate of his partner!
…
"Officer Russell, can you tell me how you found the body?"
On the second floor, two colleagues were asking Russell about the specific situation. This was a necessary step, and we were no exception.
"Rely on my rich experience and the keen intuition of the elite police officers!"
"..."x2
"What's wrong? Isn't it possible?"
"Of course not. The door is locked. There is no evidence that there is a dead person inside... Please, even if it is an excuse, please give it a decent one."
Colleagues were very embarrassed. Preliminary judgment at the scene was that the deceased lived alone and died for more than three days. He died abnormally. However, the possibility of homicide has been ruled out. The cause of death was excessive consumption of washing powder.
This method of death is common in New York. As the discoverer and neighbor of the body, Russell got rid of his identity as the biggest suspect, but in the report, he had to give a serious reason.
Russell shrugged: "My elite police sense of smell tells me there's a dead person downstairs, that's all."
"Uh, is this okay?"
"Of course, I can still smell the expired perfume on you. Wait... you two used the same expired perfume last night..."
While looking through the memories of the two of them, Russell showed an expression of sudden realization and stepped back a few steps: "Don't worry, I'm very strict with my mouth and I won't tell anyone."
"..."x2
The two colleagues hurriedly ended the interview. They admitted that Russell's nose was really good and did not want to stay with him for a moment longer. They left with cold sweats on their brows.
"Russell, can you do me a favor?"
David came over with a stack of lists: "The list I got from the landlord requires me to visit other residents, learn about the situation of the deceased, and write a report by the way."
"so what?"
"You live here, you must be familiar with the neighbors."
You must not be familiar with it, I just moved to my new home today!
Russell complained in his heart and couldn't stand David's pitiful gay eyes. He took the list and said: "Listen, no one will read your report. The only result of submitting it is to gather dust in the archives. After a while,
This report will be thrown into a smokeless incinerator, understand?"
"Understood, which one should we start with?" David didn't understand at all.
Russell rolled his eyes: "Today is my holiday. I won't ask you one by one. I will only demonstrate it once, and you can handle the rest by yourself."
"But……"
"There are no buts. Even if you copy the entire graduation thesis, this report will pass."
While talking, Russell took David downstairs and knocked on the door of the first household.
After the chickens and dogs jumped in the house, a blond beauty opened the door. Russell showed his police ID and said businesslikely: "Excuse me, ladies... are you tenants living here?"
The two women in the room, the blonde with long legs and the black hair with big breasts, made Russell feel dizzy, not because they were shaken, but because the two faces were familiar.
【Ding】
[The host contacts the plot character Max Black and triggers the lottery. Do you want to draw now? 】
Russell:(???)
No wonder there is a horse on the first floor with a lot of manure. It turns out to be a combination of bankrupt sisters.
At this point, Russell must reiterate that the world is really chaotic, even in American TV series.
But forget about the lottery, what can Max draw out, her venomous tongue skills, or the one with her number xxxxl?
By the way, the screenwriter is really good at naming names. The literal translation of maxblack in Chinese is infinite black, which fits the character very well.
Also, the show "Broken Sisters" was so bad. Russell wanted to use it to learn how to eat eagles, but he didn't even learn the eagle feathers. Instead, his poisonous tongue index increased rapidly, and he learned to drive by the way.
"Officer, what's wrong with us?"
Caroline, the blonde beauty among the bankrupt sisters, was frightened. Russell glanced at them repeatedly, making her feel that she might have exposed something. He spoke quickly: "Officer, I will confess now, our names are not on the lease and we have no place to live."
I am an illegal subtenant. I hope you will take a lenient approach for the sake of my confession. I beg you!"
"Hello, I am David Sherman, he is my partner Russell, he lives on the third floor..."
Snapped!
Russell folded his police officer's ID card and slapped David on the face. The shameful guy did it all when he saw the beautiful woman.
I thought he was a young man with high morale, relying on his strength instead of his face to make a living, but it turned out that he was nothing but his face.
He was determined not to want this partner. He made up his mind to go to the director to replace him tomorrow.
"It turns out you live on the third floor. That's great. We are neighbors..."
Caroline wanted to get close to her, but under Russell's watchful eye, her voice gradually became softer and she finally became cowardly.
"Sorry, officer, it's her first time being checked. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly!"
Max pulled Caroline behind him and put one hand on his hip, looking like a seasoned veteran.