On the morning of July 4, the sky was clear and the Akere Mountains could be clearly seen in the distance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Shen Chong was busy in his bookstore.

Bell! The doorbell rang, Feng Ling walked into the bookstore, and she came to work on time.

"Suzu, you're here."

"Good morning boss, it's so early!"

"My wife is not at home, and I can't sleep alone."

Feng Ling smiled.

"Fengling. I remember you said that you are a descendant of Chinese Americans! ”

Feng Ling looked at Shen Chong, "Yes, I was born in Denver, Colorado, USA, I am a descendant of Chinese laborers who came to the western United States to build railroads in the 19th century, I am the fourth generation, what's wrong?" ”

"Yes! You grew up here, I mean this country? ”

"Of course! Why are you asking me these questions today, boss? ”

Feng Ling smiled slightly, holding her chin with one hand and looking at Shen Chong.

"Ah, no, nothing, you speak Mandarin very well! I don't have an accent at all, and I feel like I've just come from China. "Yes, Mom and Dad won't let me forget my roots. In addition, the atmosphere of the Chinese environment in which I am located is good, too. She shrugged her shoulders as she spoke.

"You talk like a soldier."

"No kidding!" Feng Ling said with a smile.

Shen Chong looked at it and said, "You haven't changed a banana at all!" Big brother will definitely learn more from you in the future! By the way, I'm going to treat my neighbor Cody to dinner tonight, and you must come! At Boss Chen's shop! ”

"You told the boss, and I got my mind. I can't go. ”

"Why? Yes! I see, do you write novels every night? You said you came for inspiration, did you write a book that was published? What's your name? I'll find it and read it, huh? ”

"This is my first book, and I haven't finished it yet. Name? Secret! ”

Just when Shen Chong and Feng Ling were chatting happily, a Ford van stopped not far from the entrance of the bookstore, the side door of the car opened, and two men wearing white turbans and Arab robes got out of the car, they were wearing sandals on their feet, and they still had long black beards on their faces!

Feng Ling felt that something was wrong with these two people at a glance, and there was a murderous aura in their eyes!

Especially the person who walked in front of him, he seemed to be humble, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but Feng Ling could feel a cold look in his eyes! It was a kind of indifferent look at life.

They walked into Shen Chong's Fate Bookstore.

Then there was a gust of wind! The man in the back was covered by the American flag at the door of Shen Chong's store! He waved his hand unhappily and slapped the American flag to the ground! The man in front looked back, didn't say anything, and walked inside, and the man in the back quickly bowed down, picked up the flag and hung it, but his expression didn't change at all.

"Alright, it's business!"

Shen Chong adjusted himself and stood to the side, with a natural smile on his face, making way for the two foreign guests without being humble or arrogant.

The Arab man who walked in front seemed to be looking for something, he looked at the classification of books, and then looked down for something. And the Arab man who knocked down the national flag just now stood more than 2 meters away from the Fengling cash register, guarding the gate and looking at the pedestrians outside the door through the glass window from time to time, his right hand was on his waist, and his eyes looked at Fengling for half a second, giving people a very alert look.

Feng Ling felt the outline of a gun around his waist! Looks like Uzz! There's also a cold weapon like a dagger or a scimitar on the side!

Feng Ling thought to herself: Who will they be? Robbers? So why not do it yet? Could it be some rich Middle Eastern sheikh or Bao Biao? Seeing that guy's body is very stiff, his muscles are not very developed, the spleen and belly in his abdomen don't look like a person with any skills, the guy who is buying books looks like he will take a few clicks, due to the distance, Feng Ling used the cash register as a cover, and his hand slowly reached into the p226 in the bag under the stage, because Shen Chong and the guy were too close!

"Hello! Mr! What books would you like to buy, can I help? I'm the boss here. Shen Chong said with a smile.

The man looked at Shen Chong at this time and said, "Ah, hello, friend." I'm on a long trip, Arabic novels, "One Thousand and One Nights" is fine, can you help me find it? ”

As he spoke, he also gave Shen Chong an Arabic salute, giving people a very friendly apology.

"I'll get it for you!"

After speaking, Shen Chong turned around, and after a while, he walked up to the Arab man and handed it to him, "Give it, a total of 125 US dollars." ”

"Thank you, my friend."

Saying that he was going to pay, he touched his body all over the place, with an embarrassed look on his face, and then looked at the man standing on the edge of the cash register, and made a look! The man just nodded and walked back to the car, bringing his wallet and paying for the books.

When he was about to turn around and leave, Shen Chong said with some fear on his face, "Chief, can you take a picture with me?" ”

"What? Group photo? ”

"That's right! There's nothing amazing about my little bookstore, can you take a picture with me as a souvenir? I'm so good to hang up, even if it's a memorial.

"Of course, if you don't agree, you can just introduce more friends to visit in the future."

The Arab man hesitated, and the man in front of the door shook his head.

"Alright! I agree, I'll take a picture with you. Friend. ”

Seeing that the other party agreed, Shen Chong was very happy! Quickly found a camera and asked the Arab man standing at the door to help take a picture, which he learned from Boss Chen of a Chinese restaurant!

Shen Chongjue's hanging some celebrity photos and photos in the bookstore is better than a restaurant, right?

Feng Ling couldn't cry or laugh when she saw this scene, but she didn't take it lightly at all!

After the photo was taken, two Arab men walked out of the bookstore one after the other and got into the car.

Shen Chong chased after him with a camera at this time and said, "Excuse me, sir!" What's your name? ”

"I'm here!"

Meanwhile, on the morning of that day, a car came in from the Raccoon Town Police Department, a black Chrysler Monarch car, with two men and a woman getting out of the car.

They are the Doyle of the FBI. Agent Skeet, Cragel. Agent Smith and Agent and First Class Coroner Saffina G. Wigginson. Together with the Raccoon Police Department's SWAT team, they will investigate and collect evidence on the mysterious deaths of four robbers in the recent bank robbery, the first of which is what weapon killed them and who did it.

Also on July 4, Ambrera, Raccoontown's largest supermarket, delivered a large amount of food and drink to Ambrera's villa on the outskirts, which William, the local researcher, said was prepared to celebrate Independence Day.