Chapter 142: Chrysanthemum Allergy (Part 3)
Manolio first pretended to be a passer-by to look in his shop, the door must be all gone, whether it was a car crash or not can not be analyzed now, preferably, if not, it is scary.
Standing next to the two police officers, listening to the chatter of the two of them becoming more and more divergent, and passers-by joined.
What superheroes and golf!
Manolio couldn't listen to it anymore, and what he said wasn't his business: "Hey, I said two police officers, what's wrong with my store?" ”
"Who are you?" Billy asked, noticing the guy standing on the side for a moment.
Manolio pointed to his shop, "My shop, what's going on here?" ”
Pete looked Manolio up and down, the shopkeeper was so calm?
Wouldn't it be just doing it yourself to pit the insurance company?
"Someone has invaded your shop, let's see what has been lost!" Billy said to Manolio.
"Oh God, my iron gate! They broke the lock! Oh God! The glass door is also broken! Oh my God! Manolio shouted and walked inside, "Broke the table!" ”
The kitchen door showed no signs of intrusion, and Manolio breathed a sigh of relief.
"Does your store have a delivery man named Shaun?" Billy asked, picking up a delivery bag, which he thought was very similar to the one he had seen the day before, with the name of the store on it, Manolio Pizza.
Manolio shook slightly and turned his head: "I have a lot of food delivery people, and they all have strange names, what's wrong officer?" ”
"The night before yesterday, a guy was struck by lightning, and our colleague took him to the hospital, and he had a food delivery bag on his bicycle that looked like this."
"Oh my God, it's pathetic, is he dead?"
"No, at least I wasn't dead then, and I didn't know about it when I was taken to the hospital. I've heard that it's best to be a vegetative person after a lightning strike. ”
Manolio walked forward thoughtfully, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God, cash register! They moved the cash register! ”
"Look at how much money you've lost! Hope you have insurance! "Billy took a notebook and made a note.
"I do have insurance! Door and window insurance! It's time for them to take responsibility! Manolio walked to the back of the counter, picked up his chair, and looked at the two boxes carefully, showing no signs of being moved.
In fact, he knew that the loss of the store was like this, because there was no cash in the store, and the so-called destruction was like this, as long as the box was fine, it would be fine.
The insurance company in Los Angeles has door and window insurance, which is specially prepared for merchants, because the gangsters like to smash the door at night, paint it, and smash the glass door with a stone bottle, which is very good.
Patting the chair and sitting down, Manolio opened the cash register, and his face suddenly became very ugly: "Oh my God! They robbed all the money! ”
The fat police officer came over: "How much?" ”
"All!" Manolio made a thoughtful expression, "Is it two thousand or three thousand..."
"How much, exactly?"
"I can't remember, maybe it's three thousand!" Manolio said sadly, and suddenly, he felt something get in the middle of his ass.
"Three thousand!" The fat officer shook his head and looked at him, "You should put your money in the bank!" ”
"I do... Yesterday, oh~" Manolio jumped down from his chair, stroked his ass with one hand, and looked at the chair with his eyes, "What is this!" ”
"What's wrong?"
"Something was on top of the chair just now, weird, oh ~ Fack!" Manolio's eyes widened, and his left hand grabbed the middle of his ass twice.
His action made Billy's expression very embarrassed: "I said sir, what are you doing here!?" ”
"Fack, it's so itchy!" Manolio's face twisted into a twisted shape, and he didn't care about saying anything, grabbing his ass with one hand, and trotted into the toilet.
Seeing Manolio scratching the chrysanthemum with one hand, Billy lost even interest in taking notes, called out to Fark, and walked out the door with a snort.
Outside the door, Pete was holding his waist and looking around, and saw him come out: "Registered?" ”
"That Italian guy is scratching the chrysanthemum!"
"What?" Pete thought he had misheard.
"It's literal, as soon as I made a note for him, he said his ass was itchy! Then scratched all the way to the toilet! ”
"Oh my God, I've had breakfast and it's disgusting! Is he a? ”
"Who knows," Billy patted his notebook, "and gone, this guy says he's lost three thousand dollars." I think he's lying! ”
"Well, it's true that very few people leave their money in the cash register, they say it's okay to have as much as you want. This guy's expression is not normal! Pete thought for himself.
We don't care about the work of the insurance company's investigators, Billy shrugged: "But I think at least we have to put some money, otherwise we will die if we can't get the money when we are robbed!" ”
"Just put it in when you open the door."
"That's right!"
As soon as the words fell, the communicator in the car had already sounded, this was the internal channel of the Los Angeles police, and there was never good news in it.
Pete got into the car and quickly picked up the intercom: "This is Police Officer Pete. Duwalt, please. ”
"A large amount of arms has been found on Midley Street and needs reinforcements, nearby police officers please arrive as soon as possible." A female voice said unhurriedly.
"Yes, I'll be there right away!" Pete said a word, hung up the intercom, and shouted outside the car, "Okay! Here we go again! Billy, let's go! ”
Pete waited for Billy to get into the police car, turned on the siren and headed straight for Midley Street.
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At the bus stop in front of St. Bania Hospital, Xiao Xue held her bag and carefully walked onto a bus. From the hospital to home, the bus has seven stops, and you have to change one in the middle, which takes half an hour.
It's not a matter of urgency, so I habitually save money and take the bus.
It's just that there are two black guns in her backpack, which makes her feel very uneasy.
Manolio Pizza Shop.
Manolio cleared the inventory in the toilet and felt a little better, as if he could grit his teeth and endure it. When he walked out and saw the police car in the distance, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes became cold.
He went to the drawer inside the counter and pulled out a notebook with some information about the staff.
Sean, emergency contact Si Nuoxiao, mobile phone number.
Manolio took out his phone and dialed the number, but at that moment, somewhere in his place itched again.
Keep scratching, buckle!
Fortunately, no one could see it.
After a while, the phone went through.
A crisp and pleasant voice came: "Hello, who?" ”
Manolio narrowed his eyes and asked pretending to be calm, "Are you Sean's sister?" I'm his boss, Manolio. He didn't go to work yesterday and didn't come today, so I asked him if he was ready to leave? ”
"He... He was slightly injured and hospitalized. ”
The voice on the other side of the phone was a little messy, like it was on the street.
"Really? Are you in the hospital now? Manolio was scratching his ass and trying to keep his composure, he almost wanted to hang up the phone right away, it was so uncomfortable.
"Oh yes."
"Which hospital is it?" Manolio asked quickly.
"St. Bania's Hospital."
Manolio knew that he wanted to go to the hospital to see his ass now: "Oh, it's so pitiful, he only has you alone, right?" ”
"Hmm."
"Poor fellow, take good care of him!"
Manolio hung up, his gaze in the air, and immediately got up and rushed to the bathroom.
There was an unsettling smell in the air.
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