"Don't be nervous, we have no other intention. We just want to ask the two ladies and the people upstairs..."
Snapped!
Russell picked up the police card and threw it in David's face again, interrupting the boy's thoughts of picking up girls, and said: "How much do you know about the resident upstairs, Neelhan Shadori? He was found dead at home three days ago.
.”
"Wow, it turns out the guy who lives above us has this name."
Max blinked, and Caroline next to him looked confused. The two of them knew nothing about their neighbors.
"excuse me."
After Russell finished speaking, he turned around and dragged away the evil-minded David. He suddenly thought of something, turned around and warned the two women: "I live on the third floor. Regarding the horse you raised in the garden, I hope that the horse manure will be cleaned up immediately."
Clean, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, are you threatening two women who live alone?"
Max instead put her hands on her hips, showing no fear of the waves, saying that she had seen the police officer's behavior too much.
"Otherwise, next time you smoke, I will arrest you on the spot." After Russell said that, he turned and left, leaving Max and Caroline stunned.
"Mai, Max, you... you, you were discovered by our police officer neighbor when you were twitching... Damn it, you must have been exposed a long time ago!"
Caroline panicked and said tremblingly: "I told you, this is New York, your behavior is illegal."
"No, it doesn't matter. He has no evidence. Next time I stay in the bathroom, if he dares to rush in, I will call the police!"
Max pretended to be calm: "Besides, it's not a big deal. In Washington, Massachusetts, and California, this is reasonable and legal behavior."
"hope so!"
Caroline put her hand on her forehead and suddenly her eyes lit up: "What do you think of Officer David just now? He looks very handsome, as handsome as a flat model."
"Come on, he's obviously new here."
When it came to men, Max immediately lost his sleepiness and began to taunt him with his venomous tongue: "Compared with our neighbor police officer, he has obviously just graduated from the police academy. Also, he has been staring at your long legs just now. He must be a
Scumbag."
"What about Officer Russell?"
"He was okay, he only stared at your thigh for three seconds."
When Caroline heard this, she said with great expectation: "Sounds like a good character. Maybe we should visit him with a small cake. You know, we are two single women living together, so knowing a policeman will not hurt us."
Max poured cold water on him: "He's also a scumbag. He stared at my chest for fifteen seconds!"
"..."
…
After a busy night, Russell went straight to the branch director's office the next day and told him that David was a theoretical person and was not suitable for a practical person like him. If he was trained next to him, he would only lose his life.
The director shook his head and refused. The partner he had just formed had never worked together for a day, so there was no reason to break it up at any time. Moreover, there was no stupid young man in the bureau who was willing to partner with Russell, so David was the only choice.
Russell repeatedly persuaded the director, but the director refused to obey. After three seconds of looking at each other affectionately, Russell's sincerity moved the director. The director said that David would reassign work to David when he went to work tomorrow.
Russell took advantage of the situation and put forward his request. His new partner must be invulnerable and a strong guy who can't die no matter how he blocks the gun. If there is no such elite police officer, he would rather not have a partner.
The director shook his head and refused, sternly stating the need for mutual supervision and cooperation between partners. After looking at each other for three seconds, he said that Russell could act alone without an invulnerable partner.
Everyone was happy, and Russell asked the director to open a letter of certification and prepare to purchase a batch of weapons and ammunition.
Since he is a policeman, he naturally uses his abilities as little as possible. He doesn't know how long he will stay in this strange world, and he doesn't want to become a god in the eyes of the world because of his ability being exposed, which will increase the difficulty of the task.
After getting the letter of certification, Russell left the police station and wandered around the area, and found the nearest car 4S store. Like the bald brother, it was a Chevrolet store.
After using his money ability, he took away a fifth-generation Chevrolet Camaro, also known as the famous Hornet, on the spot.
The original price was US$20,000, but because he was eager to pick up the goods and had all the procedures required, he paid an extra US$5,000.
It’s not a big problem. He doesn’t have to pay back his credit card, and the limit is automatically refreshed the next month. It’s perfect.
After driving to the bank and picking up two wads of change, he went to the largest weapons store nearby, showed a letter of certification, and his unparalleled personal charm, and quickly swiped his card and took away a batch of weapons and ammunition.
The number is not large, and it is far from fighting a local war.
By now, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. The main reason was that it took too much time to pick up the car. After all, no matter how good I am at cashing out, it still takes time to go through various formalities and queue up.
Driving back to the apartment, Russell passed by a branch road and caught a glimpse of a yellow figure with long and bright hair... Bah, blond hair is very eye-catching at night.
It was none other than Caroline Channing, one of the bankrupt sisters whom I met last night, dressed as a restaurant waiter and standing on the street talking on the phone.
Russell looked away from the corner of his eye without stopping. No matter how weird the world mission was, it would not be to help the two sisters make a comeback.
Moreover, these two unlucky guys had the standard ups and downs, and were in a state of bankruptcy until the finale. They came with God's Curse Halo and Devil's Blessing buff, and even holy water could not wash away their bad luck.
Tsk!
Three hundred meters later, Russell made a sudden U-turn and returned to the street where he had just met Caroline.
Suddenly it occurred to me that since Max could trigger the lottery, there was a great possibility that the group of veteran drivers in the unlucky restaurant would be more reliable than Lu Renjia and Xiao Binyi.
Taking out the earphones that came with the sweater, Russell put them in his ears to connect to his phone, closed the car door and walked into the restaurant.
A small restaurant, mainly engaged in fast food, can also be regarded as a small coffee shop, with a lower grade. There are many restaurants like this in the United States.
If I have to make an analogy, small restaurants like 'Old Place', 'Guest Come Again', and 'Youjia Restaurant' are not much better.
Entering the restaurant, Russell glanced at the old black cashier. He didn't trigger the lottery, so he sat alone in the booth, listening to music and playing with his mobile phone.
"Ha...oh, Officer Russell, I can actually meet you here."
Max, who stepped forward to greet the guests, pursed his lips unnaturally when he saw an acquaintance. He approached in a low voice and said, "Officer, you don't need to follow me. I swear I stopped smoking just yesterday."
Russell glanced at the ominous sign in front of him speechlessly: "A glass of ice water, a French fries, and shut up, thank you."
"Officer, would you like a small cake made by Max? Otherwise, it will be difficult to find the coins for tipping on you because they are so few."
"I don't eat sweets...Okay, have some of whatever you want!"
Russell wanted to refuse, but Max was too fierce when he bent down. It was just a small cake and it was already worth the price.
Ice water, French fries and small cakes were served, and Russell was sipping a straw alone, wondering whether he should call Ms. Satan in the dead of night. The renovation cost of hundreds of thousands of dollars was thrown into the water, and it had to be splashed.
Max and Caroline huddled at the outlet of the bar, muttering to each other and glancing in Russell's direction from time to time. They thought their voices were very quiet, but in fact Russell heard them.
"Our good neighbor, the police officer, is so stingy. Fortunately, I squeezed him just now, otherwise I wouldn't even have a tip."
"So, he didn't really want the cake, but you betrayed your appearance?"
"That's not the point. The point is that a big man only eats French fries at night. If he's not losing weight, he's stalking me on purpose."
"What do you want to say?"
"Go back and install another anti-theft lock."
"..."
Just as the two of them were muttering, a tall white man with a sinister face and a trench coat walked into the restaurant.
Max stepped forward to greet the guests and used his characteristic venomous tongue. As a result, the man directly pulled out a pistol and threw a black garbage bag into Max's hand.
"Everyone, listen, give all your valuables to this waiter. You only have one chance. I don't want to say it twice. Do you understand?"
There were not many customers in the restaurant. To be precise, there was only Russell.
Therefore, the target of the white man's robbery was not the customers, but this small restaurant with a humble appearance.
Max has been at the bottom of society since he was a child and is very familiar with this kind of scene. The old black cashier also knows that only by obeying the robbers can he survive. There is no need to risk his life for a small amount of money.
The two cooperated very well. Then, Max came to Russell with a garbage bag: "Russell... Sir, can you take off your headphones?"
Russell ignored it and was thinking about Satan with his cell phone. At this time, the white man stepped forward and stabbed Russell in the back of the head with his pistol: "You bastard, pretend not to hear. Take out all the valuable things on your body and put them all in the bag."
inside!"
Perhaps because he is still in the novice stage, the man is emotionally excited and fierce, using exaggerated tone of voice and body movements to cover up his inner fear.
To be honest, this kind of person is very dangerous because he will take drastic actions at any time.
Of course, the more dangerous person was the one he held a gun to his head.
Russell calmly turned his head, glanced at the robber beside him, and then looked at the black garbage bag: "Man, are you sure you want something valuable from me?"
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up, or I'll shoot you in the head."
Russell's contemptuous eyes deeply hurt the fragile self-esteem of the white man.
"ok, ok!"
Russell sighed silently, reached out from his sweatshirt and took out the M9, then the Glock 19, and then the five-round pistol magazine.
He paused, and under the horrified gazes of the white man and Max, he pulled out an M4A1 from his waist, and then took out an MP5 from his crotch.
Immediately afterwards, Remington M870, MK18 rifles, telescopic batons, tactical daggers, Nepalese military knives, flash bombs, smoke grenades, grenades, bulletproof vests, and piles of magazines were placed on the table.
"Oh, and the Barrett anti-material sniper rifle is stuck in the belt. If you want it, I have to unbuckle the belt first..."
At this moment, you could hear a pin drop in the restaurant.