A glass of ice water, thank you!
In the cafe, Russell asked for a glass of ice water, and Veronica and Betty sat on both sides, opposite the Dead Fish Eye Master Barsazze and David.
There was no way, there were five people sitting in the four-person seat. Russell didn't want to get close to the two resentful men, so he had to squeeze between Veronica and Betty.
The beauties left and right, plus the murderous eyes on the opposite side, brought double happiness to Russell.
Master Russell, no, Officer Russell, do you drive out the police car at night and don’t you have to maintain order?
Barcelona is thorny in his language, and just wants to run Russell away so that he can get along with Veronica alone.
Not seen for a thousand years, Veronica was sealed in the Horcrux and only slept for a long, long sleep, but for Barsazze, it was an extremely long wait, and there were a lot of words to talk about.
In other words, he couldn't beat it, otherwise he would have kicked Russell over and held the beauty and the moonlight in front of the flower.
David was also holding the same idea. A light bulb disturbed the two couples. He hated him so much that he ordered a roasted rib, sat down and stared at Russell to start grinding his teeth.
Crack!
It doesn't matter, I'm not on duty tonight. Besides, there is a bag robber stuffed in the car, so I have to watch it and not let him run away.
Then take the person back to the police station Ah as soon as possible!
Basazze picked up a rib and grind his teeth with his apprentice.
Crack!
Veronica, really don't think about it anymore?
Russell invited Veronica to have a midnight snack alone, but was politely rejected. The thief was desperate and sent another invitation.
He had no other intentions, just wanted to have a meal, have a ride, and recharge Veronica and add some world history.
Of course, if Veronica is interesting, he will definitely not refuse.
No, I have promised to have dinner with Barsazze, and I will not agree to the invitation of other men before breaking up with him.Veronica smiled faintly and refused, pulling her hand out of Russell's paws.
Well, if you and Barsazze blow, remember to call me.
The big beauty didn't call, Russell turned to look at the little beauty and grabbed Betty's hand: I have set a position on the three Michelin stars on Madison Avenue, and there is a heroine missing. Can you be lucky enough to invite you to have a midnight snack together?
Crack!
Have you settled?
Not yet, but I call and the other person shouldn't refuse.
No problem, I'm very honored.
Click!
David bit off the ribs after hearing this. He and Betty were not a boyfriend and girlfriend. He had not even had a single horoscope, and the spare tire was not considered a good thing. Betty agreed to have dinner with Russell, so he could only stare at him.
It was so easy to agree...
Russell looked at Betty strangely, and then asked casually, teasing David opposite him, but he didn't expect to get the appointment.
That's right, but I have a condition.
Betty took great effort to pull his hand out of Russell's paws and opened his bag to take out the paper and pen: Officer Russell, I am a student of the journalism department of City University of New York. I hope to conduct an exclusive interview with you and report on the campus radio station.
I have anything to interview with, if it is about magic, I have nothing to say, please ask David, he will tell you everything.
Russell shook his head. He didn't care about the public's knowledge of the existence of magic. There were many witnesses tonight's Five-Star and the Gate of Hell. They could not hide it at all. They just didn't want to be publicly advertised by the nominal magician, which would cause inconvenience to his mission.
It’s like the identity of a billionaire, which makes him very troubled. He is too famous to be unable to get undercover and go inside the enemy.
No, I don't plan to report on magic, your rules David told me.
Betty said with a little excitement: I want to interview you because you gave up billions of property to be a policeman. This is very positive and has a lot of explosive points, so...
Betty was halfway through the conversation, covered her mouth and yawned, and fell asleep on the backrest of the deck.
Russell curled his lips slightly: My memories have been deleted from Betty's mind, so don't tell her after waking up.
Why?David doesn't understand.
People who do journalism cannot hide secrets, and their concerns are very gossipy, and these are not what I want.
Russell got up and walked out of the booth: That's it, don't contact me later.Except Veronica, if you figure it out one day and break up with Barsazze, I can lend you a shoulder.
Wait a moment.
Barsaze stood up and took two steps forward and asked in a low voice: Master Russell, are you... really a devil?
I said I was Satan, do you believe it?
……
Barsaze's eyes twitched. He didn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart, but the facts were right in front of him, so he couldn't help but believe it.
Mogani completed the "Summoning Spirit" forbidden spell and opened the door to hell, but no undead was willing to respond to the call, while Russell easily opened the door to hell and exiled Mogani and Maxim.
Don't worry, Satan is the business I just took over recently. I worked as a Supreme Master a long time ago and have been striving to protect the world. I am a good person!
Russell patted Barsazze on the shoulder, and the black light flashed in his smiling eyes. He left the cafe in a state of anxiety and drove to the end of the street corner.
What's wrong, Barcelona?
No, nothing, just...
Barsazze wanted to speak but stopped. After a moment of confusion, he took a deep breath. He couldn't control this matter. Catching it in front of him was the key: Veronica, can I invite you to have dinner together? There are no Michelin three stars, only a small restaurant in Chinatown.
Very honored!
Veronica smiled and placed her hand in the palm of Barsazze. The two left hand in hand, leaving behind a confused David.
Looking at Betty in her sleep, David swallowed, and the angel in his heart fought fiercely with the devil. After the devil won, he was knocked down by the otaku in the grass.
David decided to take Betty back to the lab and explain to him when he wakes up tomorrow.
Sir, can you explain why this lady fell asleep after drinking the drink?As soon as David helped Betty up, he was blocked by three or five waiters.
I can explain…well, she is sleepy, that's it.
We have called the police, please explain to the police!
I'm not, I don't...
……
After driving to the police station, Russell threw the robber into a temporary prison and took the time to go to San Francisco. He passed the Golden Gate Bridge and met the group of orangutans in Sequoia National Park.
Every time Russell saw this famous bridge, he couldn't help but want to complain.
In Hollywood movies, the White House has been bombed more than 40 times, and the president has been arrested or assassinated nearly 100 times. However, if it is a miserable person, the Golden Gate Bridge is still better. In the more than 80 years since its completion, it has been pushed to three-digit numbers by directors of all sizes.
Earthquakes, floods, meteorites, monsters, nuclear bombs, scenes...
In contrast, the orangutans captured the Golden Gate Bridge this time can be said to be a pediatric department. After all, the bridge is still there, and it can be continued to be used after it is repaired.
The orangutans gained wisdom, which is exactly the same as the cause of the shark incident Russell encountered in Hawaii, is all about developing a special medicine for treating Alzheimer's disease.
But the result is not as bad as Russell imagined. The special medicine did not successfully flow into the market, because of the recent series of events, the board of directors behind the medical institution invested in another project.
Led by the US Imperial Government, it has joined forces with many powerful consortiums to jointly study the reconnaissance ship wreckage of Planet G aliens.
It involves many fields, including medical neurological projects. With the successful cases of Robocopal, the government hopes to successfully realize the possibility of human evolution in the future.
This statement is very vague, and it is mainly divided into two parts: military and civilian.
In the military section, the Ministry of Defense submitted a huge contract, based on alien technology, combining nanotechnology and artificial intelligence programs, to create a super new neuronal chip, turning an untrained ordinary person into an omnipotent super agent.
Going further, it is a bit fantasy. A confidential file joins forces with giants in several industry fields to upgrade nanotechnology to complete a true immortality, making soldiers a super warrior comparable to gods.
As for the clues currently under the US imperial government, it is not just aliens, but the devil does exist in reality. Having hell means heaven.
God is moody, and before the next great flood comes, human beings must complete the upgrade in order to save themselves.
Of course, it is also excellent that the United States can unify the eight deserts before redeeming itself!
Not to mention the civil sector, it involves too many fields. Artificial intelligence alone is enough to subvert the current social structure.
Faced with such an attractive and highly profitable big cake, the US imperial government responded with all the responses, and all major consortiums rushed to grab a pit, and the funds, personnel and venues were all in an instant.
What made the US imperial government feel bad was that the most complete planetary reconnaissance ship landed in the east. The spokesperson there was no question and said that it was an ordinary meteorite, without a reconnaissance ship and no alien high-tech.
Don't ask, just ask no!
Russell didn't care about the follow-up matters, so he talked with a major shareholder of a medical institution and convened a shareholders' meeting overnight.
Stop studying orangutans, hurry up and try out alien technology, that is the future of all mankind.
The orangutan affairs came to an end. Russell didn't want to interfere anymore. Without the circulation of brainless medicine, these orangutans were destined to not make any big waves, so let them go.
……
The next day, he arrived at the police station. It was almost noon. Pierre threw two reports to Russell with a look of luck and asked about the party and the girl.
If a single dog wants to have a relationship, it is best to be a young blonde girl with a good personality, a good figure and a good face.
Pierre knew that Russell was a rich man, and there was definitely no shortage of such girls around him. He was not greedy, just do it.
No, haven’t I introduced it to you before?
Is there any?
Pierre frowned and thought hard, his memory fell into chaos. He stayed up late at the police station to report, and then talked with the blonde girl all night, and was completely confused.
It seems there is, but I am drunk and I have no impression of the key plot...
Russell patted Pierre on the shoulder and pressed him on the chair: Take a break when you get drunk, come on, there is a report of a robber, get it done.
Why did you come again? You promised me that there will be no second time.
Is there any?Russell blinked.
It seems...none!Pierre blinked and was completely confused.
If you don’t have it, don’t make excuses. Write a report quickly and I will introduce you to another girl tonight.
real?
Of course, you are not a beauty, why do you lie to you?
But, I have a case on hand...
I'm going to solve the case from today. You made a special report and decided so happily.
In the cafe, Russell asked for a glass of ice water, and Veronica and Betty sat on both sides, opposite the Dead Fish Eye Master Barsazze and David.
There was no way, there were five people sitting in the four-person seat. Russell didn't want to get close to the two resentful men, so he had to squeeze between Veronica and Betty.
The beauties left and right, plus the murderous eyes on the opposite side, brought double happiness to Russell.
Master Russell, no, Officer Russell, do you drive out the police car at night and don’t you have to maintain order?
Barcelona is thorny in his language, and just wants to run Russell away so that he can get along with Veronica alone.
Not seen for a thousand years, Veronica was sealed in the Horcrux and only slept for a long, long sleep, but for Barsazze, it was an extremely long wait, and there were a lot of words to talk about.
In other words, he couldn't beat it, otherwise he would have kicked Russell over and held the beauty and the moonlight in front of the flower.
David was also holding the same idea. A light bulb disturbed the two couples. He hated him so much that he ordered a roasted rib, sat down and stared at Russell to start grinding his teeth.
Crack!
It doesn't matter, I'm not on duty tonight. Besides, there is a bag robber stuffed in the car, so I have to watch it and not let him run away.
Then take the person back to the police station Ah as soon as possible!
Basazze picked up a rib and grind his teeth with his apprentice.
Crack!
Veronica, really don't think about it anymore?
Russell invited Veronica to have a midnight snack alone, but was politely rejected. The thief was desperate and sent another invitation.
He had no other intentions, just wanted to have a meal, have a ride, and recharge Veronica and add some world history.
Of course, if Veronica is interesting, he will definitely not refuse.
No, I have promised to have dinner with Barsazze, and I will not agree to the invitation of other men before breaking up with him.Veronica smiled faintly and refused, pulling her hand out of Russell's paws.
Well, if you and Barsazze blow, remember to call me.
The big beauty didn't call, Russell turned to look at the little beauty and grabbed Betty's hand: I have set a position on the three Michelin stars on Madison Avenue, and there is a heroine missing. Can you be lucky enough to invite you to have a midnight snack together?
Crack!
Have you settled?
Not yet, but I call and the other person shouldn't refuse.
No problem, I'm very honored.
Click!
David bit off the ribs after hearing this. He and Betty were not a boyfriend and girlfriend. He had not even had a single horoscope, and the spare tire was not considered a good thing. Betty agreed to have dinner with Russell, so he could only stare at him.
It was so easy to agree...
Russell looked at Betty strangely, and then asked casually, teasing David opposite him, but he didn't expect to get the appointment.
That's right, but I have a condition.
Betty took great effort to pull his hand out of Russell's paws and opened his bag to take out the paper and pen: Officer Russell, I am a student of the journalism department of City University of New York. I hope to conduct an exclusive interview with you and report on the campus radio station.
I have anything to interview with, if it is about magic, I have nothing to say, please ask David, he will tell you everything.
Russell shook his head. He didn't care about the public's knowledge of the existence of magic. There were many witnesses tonight's Five-Star and the Gate of Hell. They could not hide it at all. They just didn't want to be publicly advertised by the nominal magician, which would cause inconvenience to his mission.
It’s like the identity of a billionaire, which makes him very troubled. He is too famous to be unable to get undercover and go inside the enemy.
No, I don't plan to report on magic, your rules David told me.
Betty said with a little excitement: I want to interview you because you gave up billions of property to be a policeman. This is very positive and has a lot of explosive points, so...
Betty was halfway through the conversation, covered her mouth and yawned, and fell asleep on the backrest of the deck.
Russell curled his lips slightly: My memories have been deleted from Betty's mind, so don't tell her after waking up.
Why?David doesn't understand.
People who do journalism cannot hide secrets, and their concerns are very gossipy, and these are not what I want.
Russell got up and walked out of the booth: That's it, don't contact me later.Except Veronica, if you figure it out one day and break up with Barsazze, I can lend you a shoulder.
Wait a moment.
Barsaze stood up and took two steps forward and asked in a low voice: Master Russell, are you... really a devil?
I said I was Satan, do you believe it?
……
Barsaze's eyes twitched. He didn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart, but the facts were right in front of him, so he couldn't help but believe it.
Mogani completed the "Summoning Spirit" forbidden spell and opened the door to hell, but no undead was willing to respond to the call, while Russell easily opened the door to hell and exiled Mogani and Maxim.
Don't worry, Satan is the business I just took over recently. I worked as a Supreme Master a long time ago and have been striving to protect the world. I am a good person!
Russell patted Barsazze on the shoulder, and the black light flashed in his smiling eyes. He left the cafe in a state of anxiety and drove to the end of the street corner.
What's wrong, Barcelona?
No, nothing, just...
Barsazze wanted to speak but stopped. After a moment of confusion, he took a deep breath. He couldn't control this matter. Catching it in front of him was the key: Veronica, can I invite you to have dinner together? There are no Michelin three stars, only a small restaurant in Chinatown.
Very honored!
Veronica smiled and placed her hand in the palm of Barsazze. The two left hand in hand, leaving behind a confused David.
Looking at Betty in her sleep, David swallowed, and the angel in his heart fought fiercely with the devil. After the devil won, he was knocked down by the otaku in the grass.
David decided to take Betty back to the lab and explain to him when he wakes up tomorrow.
Sir, can you explain why this lady fell asleep after drinking the drink?As soon as David helped Betty up, he was blocked by three or five waiters.
I can explain…well, she is sleepy, that's it.
We have called the police, please explain to the police!
I'm not, I don't...
……
After driving to the police station, Russell threw the robber into a temporary prison and took the time to go to San Francisco. He passed the Golden Gate Bridge and met the group of orangutans in Sequoia National Park.
Every time Russell saw this famous bridge, he couldn't help but want to complain.
In Hollywood movies, the White House has been bombed more than 40 times, and the president has been arrested or assassinated nearly 100 times. However, if it is a miserable person, the Golden Gate Bridge is still better. In the more than 80 years since its completion, it has been pushed to three-digit numbers by directors of all sizes.
Earthquakes, floods, meteorites, monsters, nuclear bombs, scenes...
In contrast, the orangutans captured the Golden Gate Bridge this time can be said to be a pediatric department. After all, the bridge is still there, and it can be continued to be used after it is repaired.
The orangutans gained wisdom, which is exactly the same as the cause of the shark incident Russell encountered in Hawaii, is all about developing a special medicine for treating Alzheimer's disease.
But the result is not as bad as Russell imagined. The special medicine did not successfully flow into the market, because of the recent series of events, the board of directors behind the medical institution invested in another project.
Led by the US Imperial Government, it has joined forces with many powerful consortiums to jointly study the reconnaissance ship wreckage of Planet G aliens.
It involves many fields, including medical neurological projects. With the successful cases of Robocopal, the government hopes to successfully realize the possibility of human evolution in the future.
This statement is very vague, and it is mainly divided into two parts: military and civilian.
In the military section, the Ministry of Defense submitted a huge contract, based on alien technology, combining nanotechnology and artificial intelligence programs, to create a super new neuronal chip, turning an untrained ordinary person into an omnipotent super agent.
Going further, it is a bit fantasy. A confidential file joins forces with giants in several industry fields to upgrade nanotechnology to complete a true immortality, making soldiers a super warrior comparable to gods.
As for the clues currently under the US imperial government, it is not just aliens, but the devil does exist in reality. Having hell means heaven.
God is moody, and before the next great flood comes, human beings must complete the upgrade in order to save themselves.
Of course, it is also excellent that the United States can unify the eight deserts before redeeming itself!
Not to mention the civil sector, it involves too many fields. Artificial intelligence alone is enough to subvert the current social structure.
Faced with such an attractive and highly profitable big cake, the US imperial government responded with all the responses, and all major consortiums rushed to grab a pit, and the funds, personnel and venues were all in an instant.
What made the US imperial government feel bad was that the most complete planetary reconnaissance ship landed in the east. The spokesperson there was no question and said that it was an ordinary meteorite, without a reconnaissance ship and no alien high-tech.
Don't ask, just ask no!
Russell didn't care about the follow-up matters, so he talked with a major shareholder of a medical institution and convened a shareholders' meeting overnight.
Stop studying orangutans, hurry up and try out alien technology, that is the future of all mankind.
The orangutan affairs came to an end. Russell didn't want to interfere anymore. Without the circulation of brainless medicine, these orangutans were destined to not make any big waves, so let them go.
……
The next day, he arrived at the police station. It was almost noon. Pierre threw two reports to Russell with a look of luck and asked about the party and the girl.
If a single dog wants to have a relationship, it is best to be a young blonde girl with a good personality, a good figure and a good face.
Pierre knew that Russell was a rich man, and there was definitely no shortage of such girls around him. He was not greedy, just do it.
No, haven’t I introduced it to you before?
Is there any?
Pierre frowned and thought hard, his memory fell into chaos. He stayed up late at the police station to report, and then talked with the blonde girl all night, and was completely confused.
It seems there is, but I am drunk and I have no impression of the key plot...
Russell patted Pierre on the shoulder and pressed him on the chair: Take a break when you get drunk, come on, there is a report of a robber, get it done.
Why did you come again? You promised me that there will be no second time.
Is there any?Russell blinked.
It seems...none!Pierre blinked and was completely confused.
If you don’t have it, don’t make excuses. Write a report quickly and I will introduce you to another girl tonight.
real?
Of course, you are not a beauty, why do you lie to you?
But, I have a case on hand...
I'm going to solve the case from today. You made a special report and decided so happily.
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