Chapter 7: Prophecy
In a café, a young Caucasian woman plays country music on a harp.
Zhen Fan's eyes glanced at the beautiful woman who was a little melancholy several times. Beautiful women, everyone likes to watch, especially beautiful and melancholy women.
After the lunch, Sarah generously invited Zhen Fan to the coffee house.
"I checked the file, you seem to have recently immigrated, how is it? In this exotic place, there is no feeling fresh and exciting! ”
Sarah did a good job, she looked at Zhen Fan seriously, seemingly chatting, but she didn't show the slightest appearance of chatting, as if she was asking the suspect.
"That woman must have been in a sad situation!"
Zhen Fan answered the question.
"Do you need to be comforted? This may be your chance. Soak women, go to bed, and abandon the chaos at the beginning! Sarah frowned and looked at the woman.
"No, you can feel the sad atmosphere from the sound of the piano!" Zhen Fan also looked serious, "Don't say you can't hear it, I dare to conclude that this girl must have been abandoned!" ”
"I can't hear it at all, you're talking nonsense!"
Sarah glared at Zhen Fan dissatisfied. Then he watched in surprise as Zhen Fan snapped his fingers not far away, and a waiter hurriedly walked over.
"Ten dollars, buy a rose, give it to her! The rest counts as a tip for you! ”
"As you wish, dear sir!"
The waiter kept smiling, and his heart was refreshed.
"What's the blame?"
Sarah pouted, this way of picking up girls is too old-fashioned.
"If I were you, I'd go straight to her and ask for her phone number or just ask her for a drink!"
"It's a pity you're not me, and if that's the case, you're a vulgar person!"
At the end of the song, the waiter gave the rose to the girl in a timely manner, then pointed to Zhen Fan, bowed his head and said a few words. The girl was surprised and looked towards Zhen Fan.
Zhen Fan waved his hand, in exchange for a slight smile from the girl.
"Feel the coolness of the icebergs starting to melt?" Zhen Fan turned his head and looked at Sarah and smiled, "A flower can make Shijie reduce one sad person, and even less one person who is ready to commit suicide!" ”
"Nonsense, do you think she's going to kill herself?"
"Weishenme won't? Don't you understand that I'm actually a psychic. Just now I have sensed the soul of this girl, depressed, pessimistic, hopeless, and lifeless, which is a comprehensive manifestation of suicide! We psychics generally call it a premonition! ”
"Psychic? Nonsense, I don't believe that, if I did, I wouldn't be a police officer, and I wouldn't let this affect my case. ”
Sarah once again thinks Zhen Fan is talking nonsense.
"See, the truth always invites suspicion, and lies are always loved by everyone! According to us Chinese, I am actually a Taoist. There is a special ability to communicate with the human soul! ”
The more serious Zhen Fan is, the more Sarah doesn't believe it.
After all, in the homicide case just now, he showed strong reasoning and observation skills, and these nonsense words are purely for fun!
The two of them sat for a while.
"I have a great idea...... Would you like to hear it......
Sarah seemed to stop talking.
"Don't listen!"
It was so direct that Sarah was immediately dissatisfied.
"Okay, or I have a good suggestion for your current state, you just immigrated here, and you will definitely not be able to find a job for a while, so it is better to ...... How about working as a consultant in our Special Investigation Bureau? ”
"Don't do it!"
"You can't just do nothing, can you? You have to work, right? ”
Sarah seems to want to convince the stubborn guy.
"Tell you a secret!" Zhen Fan supported the table with his elbows, then leaned over and hooked his fingers towards Sarah.
Sarah also stretched her head out, and their heads were almost together.
"Tonight you will dream of turning clouds and rain with me in bed, I have this hunch, to be honest, I really have some expectations, you must know that your figure is really good!"
"Poof!"
Sarah squirted out a mouthful of coffee and drenched Zhen Fan's face, which he didn't expect.
"Fuck off, don't let me catch you in the future!"
"Didn't you say you're going to take me to your doorstep?" Zhen Fan grimaced.
"I'm sorry, there's a case in the police station, this is my share!" Sarah stood up, put four dollars on the table, and drove off in a rage.
"Hey, why don't you talk anymore?"
Zhen Fan feels that he has played big, aren't Americans quite open? Isn't going to bed just as ordinary as drinking coffee?
"Sir, you'll have to pay for your drink!"
Zhen Fan hurriedly put down the four dollars and was about to get up, but found that the waiter had collected the money and was still standing there without moving.
"You want a double tip?" Zhen Fan looked unhappy.
"But sir, you don't seem to have tipped me yet!"
"Forgot? When I bought the roses just now, the rest of the ones were tips! ”
It seems that what this person said is right, the waiter's face suddenly drooped, and he watched Zhen Fan walk away, what is this called, is this okay?
Sarah had already driven away, and she didn't mean to wait in the car to send Zhen Fan at all, she must have been angry with Zhen Fan. Zhen Fan stood on the street and looked around, there were cars coming and going everywhere, high-rise buildings, a little dumbfounded, and he really didn't know where to go.
"Gah!" With a bang, a taxi stopped.
"Hey, man, I knew it was you, I knew what were you doing here? I'll send you, where do you want to go? "A black head sticks out of the cab.
How can you meet this guy anywhere?
"Alright, Kerry, send me home!" Zhen Fan pulled the car door and sat in.
"Add, my name is Add, buddy, did you lose the note I gave you? I rarely write a note with my phone number and name! Eddie seemed dissatisfied.
"Did you dye your hair? Are you having plastic surgery? What's the deal with the tape on the nose? ”
Zhen Fan noticed that this guy was different today, with a band-aid on his nose, it was obvious that he was already injured there, but it seemed that he could still hold on.
"Dude, I've had a really bad past two days, I've been fucked by that damn Jim's gang of fucking men, I used Bruce Lee's fights, but there are too many of them, if it's one-on-one, I'm going to make them look good! Damn, I lost five hundred dollars for this! ”
Add looked excited.
"You didn't call the police?"
"Don't be funny, buddy, if I call the police, maybe tomorrow my body will be floating on Lake Osaji, and then there will be a whole bunch of cops around it, and they will say, look, this damn black man is going to smoke marijuana and get into trouble, or simply say I'm a damn drunkard, and I fell into the river and drowned!"
Eddie chattered.
"You'd better drive and don't look at me, maybe there will be two bodies lying on the highway later, and then a whole bunch of cops will surround the two of us and say, look, damn Asians and niggas are gay, and when Asians stab niggers in the ass, crash the car!" Zhen Fan also began to chatter.
"Enough man, I'm not gay, don't expect to enjoy anything from me, my ass belongs only to me, and my girlfriend, you're fucking disgusting!"
Eddie finally couldn't take it anymore and kicked the accelerator and the car flew off.
"Man, I've decided to forgive you, and while I'm not sure you're gay, I think I can keep you my friend!"
After walking for a while, Eddie couldn't help it again and began to play tricks.
Zhen Fan finally disgusted him, he didn't expect the old illness to recur so soon, and patted his forehead, but this black guy is really good, and his temperament is too straightforward.
"I'm here!"
"Gah!"
With a sudden brake, Zhen Fan's forehead was about to touch the seat in front of him.
"Eight dollars and fifty cents, give eight dollars, whoever told us to talk like this, I started to think that we were all about to become a family, I sent you such an older brother, you know, I used to have a younger brother who fell into the lake and drowned last year, damn strange fish, it dragged my brother into the lake along with the fishing rod, and the body was not even found!"
Eddie took the money handed over by Zhen Fan.
"What an unfortunate thing!"
"Don't be sad, man, I'm not going to be happy right now, and of course it's not going to be easy until I get rid of Jim's guys!"
Eddie generally said, the car "whoosh" had gone far away, and I don't know if Zhen Fan heard the next section or not, as if he was talking to himself.
As soon as she reached the lawn, she saw the neighbor's woman Anne standing there holding her daughter Claire, and Anne's face looked a little embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Claire thought the cake you made was delicious, so ......"
Zhen Fan nodded, squatted down, pinched Claire's face, and said with a smile: "It's okay, just eat it if you like it, I'll make it for you!" He opened the door and let the mother and daughter in.
"No, Zhen, let's go back first, if it's done, can you give me a call?"
"Of course!"
"That's good, Xiexie, Zhen!" Anne said, and with great joy led the somewhat gloomy Claire towards her room.
Thomas, who was standing there, waved his hand towards Zhen Fan. Zhen Fan also waved in response, and then opened the door and entered the house.
After resting for a while, I started making cakes. Then I sat on a chair and started drinking tea and reading books. Then feeling bored, the cake was just ready, and called Anne.
"Hey, Mrs. Moore? The cake is ready, do you want me to send it over, or do you take it yourself? ”
"Of course we came by ourselves, thank you so much!"
There was a cry of surprise over there. After a while, I heard a knock on the door.
"Come in, I've got the cake on the table!"
Zhen Fan let Anne and Claire in,
"Alright, now the cake belongs to Claire!" Zhen Fan pinched Claire's face. Claire smiled.
"Mom, can I eat at Uncle Zhen's and then go home?" When Anne was about to say goodbye to Zhen Fan, Claire suddenly raised her head to look at her.
Anne seemed taken aback, and then her eyes twinkled with surprise.
"Of course, baby, you can stay wherever you want, of course, you have to ask your Uncle Zhen!" Anne said and looked at Zhen Fan hopefully.