Chapter 128

Generally speaking, such a trivial matter as asking for directions can be solved by finding a passer-by. There is no need to find the police at all. But an Yizhi is completely dressed up as a street tramp. Passers-by look at him... Not very friendly. It's like looking at a piece of shit. He hides as far as he can, so he can only go to the police uncle to ask for directions.

Patting the dirt on his ass, an pointed to show a simple and honest expression of harmlessness to humans and animals, walked behind the policeman and asked:

"Mr. police officer, what's the latest movie..."

When the fat white policeman heard the voice, he turned around and found Ann pointing. He immediately widened his eyes as if he had seen a ghost:

"Don't come near! Put your hands over your head!"

Ah?

What's going on? Why does Mao feel like he wants to catch a prisoner?

An Yi pointed out that the police officer took out his gun!

"Get on the ground now, put your hands on your head! I'll just say it once, get on the ground!"

Although blacks usually have better physical strength, an Yizhi didn't think his black uncle could run past bullets, so he immediately did as the police said.

"Jimmy! Come on, I got the nigger!"

Sleeping trough, is it a pot of racial discrimination?

In the 1920s, racial discrimination in the United States was very serious. People of color such as blacks were discriminated everywhere. Many restaurants openly refused blacks to enter, and it was difficult to find hard work to move bricks. In fact, not only blacks, but also women's status is not high in this era. At this time, society is dominated by male whites.

Even racial discrimination doesn't need to be so extreme, does it?

An Yi pointed to lie on the ground, his hands on the head of the whole country, and the idea of how to get out turned in his mind.

Even if they are discriminated against, even if many whites treat blacks as attempted criminals, the police will not arrest innocent people as criminals, will they? Is there any law?

Another policeman came to the scene. An Yizhi heard the sound of the door closing. There should be a police car nearby.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, I mean, I'm sure! I'm watching him here. You go and cuff him."

The cold handcuffs touched his wrist. With the click sound, an Yi's fingers had been controlled.

He slowly raised his head and saw passers-by pointing around. The police officer who had just put the gun was dispersing the onlookers.

"Where's the portrait?"

"In the car, in the drawer"

The two policemen talked. The fat police officer took out a portrait from the car, compared the appearance of an Yizhi, and finally nodded:

"No mistake, it's him"

what the fuck! What a god! My role is not only a poor man, but also a wanted man!

At this time, the fat officer pulled out the car radio and said:

"Headquarters, this is hp28. We caught a wanted man on road 115 and are now in uniform."

Sure enough, he is really wanted!

The officer named Jimmy raised Ann's finger, touched his coat with both hands, soon pulled out the flat wine pot and the very eye-catching pistol on his waist, and said fiercely:

"Nigger, you have to pay for your behavior!"

Really? Black question mark.

I only entered the copy for less than 10 minutes. What did I do!

"Hp28 understand... Jimmy! Take him to the police car"

In addition to an Yizhi who went to the police station once when handling the ID card, I'm going to have a one-day trip to the American imperial police station this time.

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In the police car, the fat policeman drove. The police officer named Jimmy sat in the back seat with an Yizhi and pointed his gun at him for fear that he might run away.

An Yizhi was more curious about what the black uncle he played did, which made the police so nervous.

"Officer, give me at least a reason to arrest me."

"Stop talking nonsense! Don't you know what you've done!"

I just don't know!

This is more unjust than Dou E. I just want to ask the way.

"Don't talk to him. Be careful what tricks he plays. Be careful. This guy is a felon who attacked two policemen last night."

Assaulting the police?

Well, he finally understood why he had a revolver stuck in his waist for a long time. It was a police gun!

For a moment, an Yizhi thought that the system had changed, and the copy gave a benefit at the beginning. Now I understand, shit welfare, that's a pit!

We have to find a way out.

Being caught in the police station can basically be regarded as a copy failure, because the crime of attacking the police is by no means as simple as entering the station in the morning and releasing it in the afternoon. It is estimated that he will be thrown into the detention center to pick up soap. Maybe he will be beaten by all kinds of fancy before picking up soap.

The handcuffs are made of pure steel and can't be pulled apart with brute force. Besides, there is a nervous policeman around. If he tickles, he will shoot him as an improper move.

An Yizhi slowly scratched his thigh with the action as gentle as possible without stimulating the policeman. At this time, a burst of pain came from his fingertips, like being pricked by a needle.

Come on, I knew the system wouldn't arrange the plot of death!

His clothes were dirty and very shabby. There was a black sewing needle tied to his pants on the inner side of his thigh. By tickling, he held the needle in his hand.

Does he want to unlock with a needle?

Obviously not

Unlocking is such a high-end skill that an Yizhi of the dead house can't do it.

This sewing needle is a hint, not a tool, because Ann clearly remembers that she didn't have it on her pants when she looked for clues in the toilet.

The system wants to remind him with a sewing needle that you have the ability to open the handcuffs!

An Yizhi slowly closed his eyelids. People who didn't know thought he was not in good spirits and was a little sleepy. In fact, he is looking at the skill panel that only players can see.

Almost all skills are gray and unavailable. Only one display can be used

"Magic tricks..."

He muttered in the lowest voice.

At the same time, the tightened handcuffs were obviously loosened.

"What are you talking about?"

The police didn't hear.

"Nothing. I'm hungry."

An Yi pointed to maintain the unknown expression just now.

Perhaps his acting skills were too realistic, and the police around him did not doubt that the voice just came from an Yizhi's stomach.

The problem of handcuffs has been solved. The next step is how to get out.

On the surface, the handcuffs still tightly bound his hands. In fact, they have been untied under the action of magic tricks, and now they are just on his wrist.

"Mr. police officer, you really made a mistake. I'm just a homeless tramp. I found the gun in the toilet and thought I could change some food. I haven't had a good meal for two days."

"Save your nonsense for the judge."

Of course, the police would not believe such a pale explanation. After all, as like as two peas, the portrait of the wanted warrant is almost identical.

Ann didn't expect them to believe. The purpose of saying this sentence is to pave the way for the next action.

He carefully held out his hand to the inside of his coat, without any cover up, and deliberately let the police officers around him see it.

"What do you want to do!"

So far, the officer's response has been expected!

"Officer, I'm really hungry. I need something to eat."

He slowly put his hand back in place, because the action is too big, which may cause the handcuffs on his wrist to fall off:

"I have half a piece of fried bread in my pocket. I want to eat it first."

Jimmy looked at the fat officer, who nodded through the inside rearview mirror:

"Let him eat so that he won't bother us any more."

Before getting on the bus, an Yizhi had been searched. All weapons or things that can be used as weapons are now placed in the drawer of the police car. In addition, they are still handcuffed. They are not worried about what tricks an Yizhi is playing.

Slowly revealing the paper bag inside the coat, Ann pointed to take it, and the fat officer said:

"Jimmy, you take it for him. Be careful not to give him an opportunity."

An Yi pointed very cooperatively to loosen the clothes under his armpit, so that officer Jimmy could reach out and take the paper bag in his sight.

Of course, Jimmy won't put his hand into Ann's clothes. Even if it's OK, he still stinks

One hand held a corner of the paper bag, the other hand was on the trigger, and his eyes were always staring at an Yizhi for fear that he would make any improper actions.

Jimmy's movement is very slow, and there are some reasons why the paper bag with fried bread is not easy to take out.

At the moment of being pulled out, an Yizhi suddenly started!

He grabbed the policeman's gun hand and pulled it in the direction of the door.

Bang!

The gunfire rang through the car, and the bullet almost flew past an Yizhi's shoes.

Taking advantage of his opponent's loss of balance, he clenched the handcuffs with his other hand and hit Jimmy on the nose.

Even if the left hand is used, the strength is not as strong as the right hand, but this move is still not easy, especially the fragile part of the nose is hurt, and pain and tears burst out at the same time.

He held Jimmy's wrist with the gun in his right hand and folded it in the opposite direction.

His wrist was frustrated, so he had to loosen the pistol and landed on the cushion.

Strangle Jimmy's neck with his armpit, take the handcuffs from his left hand, handcuff one end to the door and the other end to Jimmy's wrist. He was like lying on his lap, his neck was strangled, and Ann successfully controlled the form behind the car.

It seems very long, in fact, all these things happen in a moment.

"Shit! Snow!"

The fat Officer immediately realized that it was bad and touched the pistol in his arms, but the other gun was fixed on the back of his head first.

"Sir, it's my time"

Ann smiled proudly. Jimmy, who was tightened in his armpit, was almost rolling his eyes. I don't know whether it was suffocation or body odor

I glanced outside the car with my spare light. They had not left the crowded road. The gunfire from the moving police car just now made the surrounding melon eaters scream.

It's not suitable to stay here for a long time

"Turn left at the intersection ahead"

"You can't run away! Darling..."

Bang!

One shot pierced the roof, and Ann pointed to the hot muzzle of the left wheel against the fat policeman's head again.

"As I said, I'm in charge now"

The fat police officer who was bluffed by an had to do so, especially when the back of his head was about to be scalded by the muzzle of the gun.

The police car drove around the corner. There were fewer people here than on the previous road, but it still belonged to the category of "public".

The police car is too ostentatious. I can't run far

He focused on the view reflected by the window, and didn't forget to exert himself on Jimmy under his arm. The goods had been strangled by an's fingers and was about to be half unconscious.

"The alley ahead, yes, that's it. Drive in."

This is a very narrow alley. The police car can only open half of the doors, not both sides at the same time.

"Turn left. All right, officer. You did a good job."

The police car stopped in a secluded alley, and such a gray area was formed between the buildings.

Thanks to the 1920s without surveillance cameras!

"What do you really want to do? I advise you to stay before things get big..."

Bang! Bang!

After the gunshot, the alley was calm again.