Chapter 19

Of course, Sharon would not believe the explanation of the policewoman. She directly took her gun and pushed her to the police station.

Before I came to the detention room, I didn't expect that there was more than one person in it. A strong white brother sat in the corner and looked contemptuously at the man lying on the iron railing of the detention room, crying and yelling outside.

Looking at the man's untidy and dirty appearance, Sharon had believed three points in the female police officer's words. But out of caution, he leaned over and said in a deep voice, "please put out your hand, sir."

The man happily stretched out his hands and shouted, "Sir, look at the injuries on my hand. They hit me. Get me out quickly. If I don't go out again, I'll die. I'll really die... "

Sharon pinched each other's wrist. As a result, she didn't receive the system prompt. She snorted and didn't have a good airway: "do you think I'm blind? Did I suck the wound on my hand? Hi, did I prick it myself?"

"No, sir, please listen to me. I was really wronged. I didn't know why I was caught..."

From the pinholes in the man's arm, deformed teeth and blurred enlarged pupils, Sharon could see that this guy was definitely an addict or a long-term addict.

Sharon had no sympathy for such scum. He stood up, ignored the guy, looked up at the little brother inside, frowned and said, "you, come here."

The little white man looked at Sharon, got up lazily and came over: "what's the matter, sir?"

"What's the matter with you?"

"Drunk driving."

"Put your hand out."

Sharon also grabbed the man's wrist, but he still didn't receive the system prompt. He was a little discouraged and frowned: "look at the calluses on your hands. You should touch the gun for a long time."

"Iraq's 12th cavalry division," the little white brother said lazily, "but this is a disgraceful war. I'm ashamed of it."

Without finding the clue he wanted, Sharon ignored the two men, returned the gun to the policewoman, and said in a deep voice, "sorry, officer, professional habits."

The policewoman took his gun and reluctantly smiled, "it doesn't matter, sir. I know the process of our people."

Sharon didn't have to and didn't bother to say much. She just wanted to go out. At this time, the door of the police station was pushed away, and a gray haired but tall and strong Sheriff came in.

The policewoman hurried forward and introduced Sharon: "Sir, this is the Sheriff of our police station. Sheriff, this is an agent from Nai. "

Looking at this familiar old sheriff, Sharon showed his ID and said in a deep voice, "special agent NIA, Sharon."

After carefully checking Sharon's ID, the sheriff took the initiative to shake hands with Sharon: "Sir, I'm the Sheriff of this town, ray Arnold. Just call me ray."

[Sheriff ray Arnault, an important witness of the case, is detected. The case code is "fight back". After the case is solved, the experience value and points will be rewarded according to the degree of completion. Please pay attention to it]

"Well, Sheriff Lei, just call me agent Xie." When Sharon heard the system prompt, his eyes lit up and smiled, "can you go to a quiet place and have a chat?"

"Sorry, please go to my office." Ray hurried to lead Sharon to a small but very tidy office. Please sit down. He came to the door of the office again and told the policewoman, "penny, go and make two cups of coffee. Remember, use coffee beans. Don't dissolve it like cat shit."

Penny shrugged and whispered, "sheriff, you should know that we don't even have instant coffee in the bureau now?"

"Oh, yes, damn it." Ray took out two bills and handed them to penny. "Then let the opposite restaurant bring them. Remember, the best, hurry up."

Xie Lun pretended not to hear Lei's whispers at the door. Seeing Lei close the door and sit opposite him, he smiled and said, "don't be nervous, Sheriff Lei, I'm just here as a routine to see if there are difficult cases here."

"Then you've come to the wrong place," said policeman Lei with a smile. "There's nothing in our town except corn and potatoes. Neither surprise nor crime. "

"Really?" Sharon frowned. "Is there no case of disappearance or suicide?"

"There's no suicide. If I'm missing, it's been more than ten years since I came here. There are only a few cases in total, and they are young people who run away from home, and most of them have contacted their families later." Sheriff Lei shrugged and said, "but now NIA is still in charge of the disappearance?"

Sharon pondered for a moment and then asked, "so has anything strange happened in town recently, or has any stranger come?"

"I haven't heard of strange things, but what strangers say," Ray glanced. "Just when I went to the restaurant for dinner, I really came to a group of strangers. One by one, they don't look like good people. But after my warning, they have left town. "

Sharon felt refreshed and asked in a deep voice, "tell me the specific situation."

At the same time, Ferri PUX was struggling to get out of the corn field and looked at the two-story building full of American style. He spit on the ground with no good airway: "this psycho built his house in the corn field."

Then he came forward and knocked hard on the door and said in a loud voice, "Mr. Cox, this is Ferri from the New York investment bank. We talked on the phone before."

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the room.

Ferri raised his eyebrows suspiciously. Is the old guy out and not at home?

He knocked on the door twice, and finally lost his patience and waved his hand at will. Immediately, more than a dozen armed men in black rushed out of the corn field, kicked the door open, and poured into the small building in an extremely standard tactical formation.

After a while, a big man put his head out of the room and said to Ferri, who was standing outside smoking a cigar, "head, it's safe inside, but you'd better have a look."

As soon as Ferri entered the door, a stench came to his face and almost smoked him out again. He quickly took out his handkerchief, covered his nose, frowned and looked in the direction the man pointed out.

The curtains had been opened by the men, and the sun shone in, clearly exposing the situation in the living room in front of Ferri.

Looking at the body lying on the single sofa, Ferri snorted, "are you sure it's old man Cox?"

The big man behind Ferri nodded and said, "although his head is half missing, it should be him. Judging from the degree of decay, it has been dead for at least two or three days in such hot ghost weather. "

Ferri looked at the shotgun in the body's hand. "Suicide?"

"Suicide."

"Great. We can save money by doing it again." Ferri turned and quickly left the building, took a deep breath, breathed the fresh air outside for a long time, and then raised his voice, "gentlemen, let's start. We have less than 24 hours left."