Despite his beard, Allen's face is very honest.

Especially when he looked at the scene in front of him, he flashed a trace of smugness and cunning, and seemed to be very satisfied with the chaos he had created.

Ethan immediately made a judgment.

This is a silly looking person, but also a silly one, and the light of wisdom is constantly bursting in his brain.

Confusion, quickly resolved.

The drunk, who was fooled by Allen, was soon raped into a makeshift detention camp, where he successfully transitioned from drunken trouble to assaulting police officers and trying to escape, and without a good lawyer, a sentence of months or years would await him.

Several Chicago cops fell silent.

After a few simple words of communication, they knew how to deal with the current situation, Atwater stopped shaking, and Horstead stopped panicking.

Honestly waiting for the two patrolmen to interrogate them.

"Everyone."

After a while, a bald patrolman came over with a bunch of small radish heads, waved his hand and introduced: "This place is the arraignment area, and all the guys sitting here are doing stupid things. ”

"They're going to wait here for the officer to question them."

Depend on!

The three Chicago police officers were a little embarrassed and looked away, and now it was obvious that they were leading the citizens on a tour of the daily work of the police station.

This is part of the propaganda and has some benefits for crime prevention.

It's just that they led people to visit before.

Right now.

But it becomes the person who is visited.

Especially since it was a group of ten-year-olds who came over, Ethan was thick-skinned and nothing, and Hosted's face was flushed, and he was eager to find a crack to get into.

As for Atwater.

Well, his face is not quite recognizable.

"Trust me, kids."

The bald policeman shrugged his shoulders and continued, "You definitely don't want to come and sit in this place. You know, this is a waste area. ”

"Hahaha."

The children's crisp laughter rang out, and they swept towards the group with a hint of panic and curiosity, and hurried on.

It seems that the effect of education is very good.

At the back of the team, Shi Shiran, a golden-haired kid with a pot lid, came to everyone.

Round belly, fleshy face.

It looks very cute.

He turned his head, his small eyes resting on the equally fleshy Alan.

"Hey, trash."

The little fat man took out his mobile phone and raised his eyebrows at the little fat man: "Come on, give me a smile." ”

"Click!"

Allen was left on the screen with a straight face.

"Click."

The phone was kicked off and fell to the side.

The little fat man looked at the little fat man in a daze, and the two looked at each other, one was shocked, and the other was threatened.

Not a word is worth a thousand words.

A few seconds later, the little fat man pouted and picked up the phone and left.

It's a comic when it comes to comics.

Ethan smiled dumbly.

"Hey."

There was a roar not far away, and a patrol officer beckoned: "You four come here, interrogation room six, immediately!" ”

The four gourd babies immediately stood up.

Ethan dragged a few people behind him and walked forward in a line.

"Alan."

When he walked forward, he did not forget to confess: "Don't speak, just say a word, I'll punch you." ”

"Why?"

The little fat man shuddered, shaking his beer belly and asked.

"With his fist the size."

Later, Atwater answered with a blank face, he couldn't let this kid be foolish, maybe he would annoy the patrol officer with a few words.

Interrogation room.

Two patrol officers, a man and a woman, clasped their hands on their chests.

The uniforms on their bodies are propped up by fat, and these two are relatively fat, but they are relatively normal in the US police team.

Ethan had seen a patrol officer of two or three hundred pounds, and he had to take a breath when he took two steps.

Eating a doughnut is like a trash can.

The two patrolmen looked at the four people in front of them with a calm face, one of them was sitting like a good baby, his mouth was closed, and the other three were always writhing their buttocks as if they were sitting on nails.

"Bang~"

The male patrol slammed the table: "Be honest, don't move." ”

"Say it."

He pointed to the person he thought was the ugliest, and shouted, "What's your name, where did you come from, why did you steal the police car?" ”

"Me?"

was hit by the other party, Ethan said curiously:

"This police officer, stealing a police car is a felony, don't you need to be interrogated separately, and you are not afraid that we will collude?"

"Hmm."

The male patrolman's face turned red, and he stared at him fiercely: "You want to teach me how to do things?" ”

"This guy actually wants to teach me how to do things."

He looked at his partner in disbelief and raised his shoulders high: "We talk to these guys every day!" ”

The chubby black female patrol nods heavily.

"It's a special day."

"Let's go to Vegas." The white male patrol officer raised his hands to his partner: "Have a crazy party, woohoo~~~"

"Alcohol."

The black female patrol officer raised her chubby hands: "Woohoo~~~"

"Woman!"

"Wuhu !!"

The two of them raised their hands together, their fingers flicking together.

The expression is very exaggerated.

"Let's go steal a police car, what a fun thing it would be." The male patrol officer turned his head abruptly and said excitedly: "In the end, you still want to teach me how to do things??? ”

"Wuhu~"

The female patrol officer raised her hands again.

“NO、NO、NO。” The male patrol officer hurriedly reminded his partner: "Don't use Wuhu this time, this is a warning!" ”

"Oh."

The chubby policewoman hurriedly put down her hand: "I'm sorry." ”

"It's fine."

The former shook his head to indicate that it was okay.

"Huh?" He turned around with a fierce look again, and looked at the guys opposite.

The dark circles under her eyes are so heavy that she can't hold them down at all, and there are eye droppings hanging on them, and the female patrol officer next to her is almost like this, visibly tired, and is gulping coffee.

These two guys don't seem fierce at all.

It's also quite funny.

There were four people opposite, and three of them had their mouths wide open.

Horstead looked at the two patrol officers opposite in amazement, are the Las Vegas peers so outstanding?

Wuhu?

Neurotic bar!

"Ahem~"

Ethan froze and reminded: "Actually, when you brought us back, you also forgot to search our bodies, so aren't you afraid that I have a gun on me?" ”

"Did you search it?"

The male patrol officer looked at the female patrol officer.

"I didn't." The female patrol officer looked dazed: "What about you?" ”

"Huh."

The two of them were full of excitement and quickly touched the holster of the gun on their waists.

"Hey, hey, don't get excited."

Ethan hurriedly raised his hands: "I'm joking with you, by the way, in fact, everyone is a peer, can you just forget it this time." ”

"Look."

He carefully took out the five-pointed police badge from his pocket:

"Chicago cops, I didn't lie to you."

"Waterfa?"

The male patrol officer was furious: "Policeman, you still steal patrol cars, are you still addicted to driving this thing?" ”

"This is Las Vegas."

The female patrol officer slapped her hands on the table and said menacingly: "Your badge is nothing here, I haven't slept all night, you have to pay the price, otherwise." ”

"Or not."

Ethan withdrew his badge and interrupted her with a smile: "Others will know about the loss of your patrol car." ”

The interrogation room was silent.

The two Las Vegas patrol officers looked at each other. (End of chapter)