Chapter 250: Funny Allen

The police always arrive at the end, and this eternal truth applies not only to China, but also to the United States.

As soon as Yang Guo and the others stood up, there was a loud alarm bell outside, and many police cars were whistling, and the long "squeak" sound of the sudden brakes was connected, and immediately, a team of armed policemen with shields on their shoulders kicked open the door and rushed in.

"Put down the gun! Repeat, put down the gun! The policeman at the head shouted nervously.

Yang Guo hurriedly threw the gun in his hand on the ground, although there was not a single bullet in the gun, but the police didn't know! He didn't want to be wronged by the police.

Yang Guo raised his hands to show his innocence, but two policemen still pounced and pushed Yang Guo to the ground. With the clumsy movements of these two big men, Yang Guo was confident that he could knock the two of them to the ground in a hundred ways, but now that he was pointed at a gun, he could only be obediently pressed down with his arms behind his back.

"Hey! Ay! Alan hurried down and shouted, "Catch the wrong person, catch the wrong person!" This is my friend, the one on the earth, who is going to kill me! โ€

At this time, Alan looked down and saw the black-clothed killer who fell to the ground, the incredible eyes that were still open, the small hole gurgling in the door of his head, and the red and white on the ground. Seeing this scene, Allen, whose heart was still as pure as a little white flower, couldn't help but retched against the wall.

Among the police officers who rushed in, one of them knew Allen, and when he heard his explanation, he also hurriedly beckoned his companion to let Yang Guo go.

Yang Guo didn't have the time to reason with them why he pressed himself indiscriminately, he rushed back to the bedroom downstairs in a hurry, and hugged Qiqi, who had already cried into tears.

Kiki was frightened by this terrible gunfire and shouting, and her father was not by her side just now, but now she was hugged by her father, crying even more vigorously, that grievance, I feel pity.

Yang Guo rubbed his daughter in his arms, kissed her forehead, and said regretfully: "It's all Dad's fault, it's all Dad's fault!" Daddy shouldn't have left you behind, he shouldn't have left you in a dangerous place! Dad promises never to leave Kiki again! Good no good? โ€

Back in the living room, Yang Guo covered Qiqi's eyes with his hands, for fear that she would see some terrifying picture. At this time, Allen, who was resurrected with full blood, was jumping up and down to compare the dangerous plot with the police station's Chief Frank.

"You don't know, this killer, how powerful, the gun slammed, just grazed my ears and flew by, if it weren't for my great fortune, if it weren't for my friend Leon, I would have died a long time ago! Look at these bullet marks, my console is all destroyed. Alan waved his hands exaggeratedly and said, "Is this still an ordinary prank?" I said it all, it was a death threat letter, and it really wanted my life! โ€

Yang Guo could see that under Allen's squirting saliva, Director Frank looked helpless, but it was his fault, he didn't dare to wipe it.

Although the officialdom of the United States is far less rotten than in China, a superstar company like Blizzard can be regarded as a sign in a small city like Irvine, and if one of its bosses is assassinated because of his poor protection, then there is no need to speak from above, and tomorrow Director Frank himself will take the blame and resign!

"I guess there might be his accomplices around here!" Alan said solemnly, "You have to search carefully. โ€

Chief Frank reassured: "Don't worry, we will increase the police force to search, but as it stands, we have found the sniper rifle he dropped on top of a building." โ€

"What do you mean?" Alan asked, confused.

"This basically proves that he has no other gang, just him." Director Frank said.

Yang Guo hugged his daughter and nodded slightly, he also agreed with Director Frank's point of view. If the black-clothed killer had an accomplice, he would definitely not let go of the weakest time when Yang Guo collapsed to the ground.

The police investigated for a while and found that they could not find any information from the black-clad killer, and then contacted Allen's recent report about the death threat letter, and the police temporarily regarded this incident as a follow-up to the death threat letter. Unconsciously, Yang Guo had cleared up his suspicion in this case, and of course, Yang Guo did not think that the attack was actually related to him.

Recording a confession is still something to do, the house has been almost destroyed, and he always feels that it is not safe to stay at home, Alan promised Director Frank to go back to the bureau to record a confession, Yang Guo doesn't care, he just wants to find a safe place to sit now, so he also took his schoolbag and went to the police station with Allen.

When he arrived at the police station, Yang Guo first flushed a bottle of milk and gave it to Qiqi to drink to suppress the shock, Qiqi was so sleepy that she fell asleep after drinking half a bottle. Yang Guo asked a female police officer who was full of maternal love to help take care of her, and then went to the quiet room next to her with a detective to record a confession.

"Please show your driver's license or give me your social security number." Because of Allen's relationship, when the inspector recorded a confession with Yang Guo, he was pleasant.

Yang Guo was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Oh, you misunderstood, I am not from the United States, I am from China, and this is my passport." He pulled his passport out of his bag and handed it over.

"It's hard to imagine that you are not from the United States, and your English is no different from ours." The detective looked at Yang Guo's passport and said with a sigh.

"That's because I'm a professional translator." Yang Guo shrugged and smiled, "Language is the tool I rely on for a living. โ€

"You're not a professional soldier? Or a veteran? The Inspector asked, surprised, his eyes widening.

"No!" Yang Guo also asked suspiciously, "Why do you think so?" I had never been a soldier, nor had I ever been a soldier or a police officer. โ€

"It's incredible, your marksmanship is so good! A headshot, if not a professional soldier, is also amazing! The inspector shook his head.

"This guy's marksmanship is good, he must have practiced it in playing games!" Allen, who had just finished the phone call and pushed open the door and walked in, heard the inspector's words, and said angrily, "When he was playing games, he also shot his head with a gun, and he didn't give people a chance at all." โ€

"Who says I learned from playing games?" Yang Guo said unconvinced, "I have also been to the shooting range in China, but unlike you, the bullets hit the ceiling when I practiced. โ€

"I'm nervous! Nervousness, you know? Alan said embarrassedly, "Why don't we go to the shooting range and have a fair showdown?" โ€

The detective waited for the two people to compare with each other for a while with red faces before interjecting and pulling the crooked Lou back: "So, you mean, you are Chinese, and you are also a translator?" โ€

(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation, let's take a ticket and smash the cold door!) โ‰งโ–ฝโ‰ฆ๏ผ‰