Vol 3 Chapter 12: Cliff and the police

Some things are contradictory. For example, the police. We want them to work all the time to protect us, but we do n’t want them to work all the time and need to protect us. ?? 8? 1 Chinese W? W? W ?. ? 8㈧1ZW. Com, so this contradiction will only make people feel confused after entering different situations.
Does the North District Police Department's hot work scene make people happy? Probably not, our city is too unsafe. Then, can the idleness of the Southern District Police Station represent the people of the Southern District live and work in peace and contentment?
"That's all over ?!" Fatty inheritor, Cliff looked at the form submitted by the police officer inconceivably.
"Yeah." The expressionless policeman has turned Erlang's legs and turned the of the radio. "With your contact information, we will inform you of any news." The electromagnetic noise and the normal radio switch between each other, it seems There are no good programs to listen to.
"This is over? !!!" Cliff increased his tone and asked again! A bit hideous!
"Hey." The policeman lowered his leg, his face a little more serious, "Listen, Cliff, Linda probably just ran out to relax, don't worry, you are too nervous ~" Seems to know Cliff Looks like, Southern District, 'Countryside', there is a laugh on the face, "Maybe you are too tight ~ people need some fresh air, hehe ~" Fist shrugs firmly around the waist, everyone understand this posture ... man-made poses.
"Don't joke!" Cliff gave the other punch, "My wife is gone! I'm not in the mood to be fart with you here!"
"Uh, right, right." The policeman continued to tune his radio. "I haven't seen you for two hours. Huh, you're in a hurry."
"Not two hours!" Cliff seemed to be really anxious, waving her arms, "She was gone when I woke up! Maybe she was gone at night !!!"
The policeman narrowed his eyes, still making a mocking tone, "This is bad ~ Cliff ~ Your wife is gone at night ~ You are only now ~~ Hehe, I said, you do n’t need a policeman, you need, detective. Kind ~ hehe ~ "
Cliff's face went dark, staring at the police officer who didn't want to be serious, and said a golden sentence, "I'm a taxpayer!"
The policeman lowered his mouth and finally closed the joke. "Okay." Sighing, shaking his head, and took the pen and paper. Before helplessly serving the taxpayer, the final confirmation, "Cliff, are you sure you want to take this matter so seriously? If Linda just went out for a breakfast taste, you came back to the police when you came back. Are you really willing to face the problem of couple trust in the future? "This police officer is probably a talkative guy-" Did you know, I heard many programs introducing couples to give each other pressure to give birth to children, and finally the marriage broke down? Things. Do you really want to engage in these pressures here? "
Cliff's fat face twitched twice, as if a little shaken.
The electromagnetic noise in the radio suddenly disappeared.
"Test ... Test ..."
Both men froze for a moment.
"Successful?" The chaotic, different voices, "Are we broadcasting? Don't ask me! I am the host! Not a technician! What are you doing now? Songs! Who's? Eli's! Which one? New! ... … "
The violent music burst suddenly.
"Uh ..." The police officer was startled, and after reacting, turned the volume to the lowest level. I looked at the frequency and mumbled some doubts. "New channel?" Waving his hand, he looked at Cliff seriously again, and took back his previous words, "Are you sure ..."
"I'm sure!" Cliff's gaze gloomed back from the radio that was whispering someone's music.
"Hey, it's up to you, not my marriage." The policeman shook his head. "So let's get started. Can you tell me when was the last time you saw Linda?" Transcript.
"Last night, bed!" Cliff gloomy.
"Be specific." The policeman recorded, "What are you doing."
"You said what are we doing!" Cliff howled.
"Hey! I remind you! You want this!" The police officer was not ready to take the blame. "You want me to do my police job! This is my police job! I want to know that you saw her last time. What, all the details! Do you still want to find your wife? "
Cliff clenched his fists, "We did what the couple should do! Then we sleep!"
"What the couple should do." There seems to be no easy way to express it, "Good? Or bad? How are you feeling? Happy? Or depressed?"
Cliff's left eye was cramping.
"I just do my job, you ask for it." Police officers spread their hands, don't blame me, "I need to show you statistics, how many cases between husband and wife, such as your wife this morning Isn't it because of the bad husband and wife's life? Not to mention that you all know that for the sake of children, huh, x life. I said, pressure. "This police officer is defending himself with professionalism? .
"Bad!" Cliff said with his teeth!
"Oh!" The officer raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry." Little glanced at Cliff's bloated figure and pushed forward, "Is it because of you? Well, or her?" In Cliff's Before raising his fist, he finally converged a little bit, "Sorry! Ha ha! What I want to ask is, is there a reason, are you arguing? Before going to bed, what ..." I couldn't help but snickered two Next, "Oh, sorry! Before that, was there anything that would affect performance?"
Pay attention to Cliff's eyes.
His eyes stayed on the radio for a moment, "No!"
"No?" The policeman shook his pen. "So this bad couple's life, yes, well, the norm? Has it continued?"
It's a fact. This police officer is not a good policeman, he is not working! He was using Cliff to spend his idle time in the Southern District Police Station--
"Did you know Cliff, I really think you should n’t be here, what should you go to those high-end psychologists, husband and wife consultants? Anyway, Linda has n’t seen you for two hours, really you should not worry Something ~ "said with a smile, this guy who holds the taxpayer's salary, said these words with a smile.
Cliff stood up, staring sullenly at the police officer in front of him, reaching for the missing form that he had just filled in and torn it up.
"Uh ... Am I overdone?" The police officer finally became a little conscious, but he still thought he was right, "But you know what I said is right."
What can you say? This is the Southern District and the Countryside. People do not respect the boundaries between people as much as real urban animals.
Cliff threw away the confetti in his somber handle, turned and walked out. Paying attention to Cliff's eyes again, he turned back one last time, looking at the frequency on the radio.
"Wish you a happy day!" The police officer shouted behind. Huh, he did a very good job of this kind of work.
Cliff completely ignored it, walked steadily out of the main entrance of the police station, and took a deep breath at the moment of contact with the cold air. He had another place to go, not a spouse adviser, not a detective, but Grand.
But Cliff didn't want to go to Grande, he didn't want to! Get help from a vampire!
At this tangled moment, a car drove into the Southern District Police Station.
Is the world bright? Do not! The world is darker!
Cliff didn't hold back his impulsiveness for a moment, stepped on his legs, bumped his wide body, and rushed towards the front of the turning steering!
"Bang!" Accompanied by a harsh brake sound!
Cliff's double-fist hammer is on the trembling car cover, and the gloomy eyes are forced into the car window, staring at the pair of frightened James!
Cliff's body is almost stuck around the front of the car to the door!
Kara!
Tossed the closed car door and pulled the seat belt on James' chest!
After the sound of leather cracking, James's back left the car seat, pulled diagonally out of the narrow space, and rushed to the gravel road in front of the police station without balance!
"Hey!!"
A voice came from the police station, "What are you doing !!!"
James also wanted to ask this question, but his body was off the ground again. There is a tightness in the waist, but this is not the only perception in James's brain, there is weightlessness, there is a sudden friction with the airflow, and the wonderful feeling that the world is turning. Then, bang!
James lay on his back on the front cover of the car, and the metal crash seemed to mourn instead of the pain in his back.
"Hey! You! Stop it !!!"
There are more and more people, which is a good thing, because when James can finally deal with the things in his field of vision, he saw a police officer flew by Cliff with one hand across his field of vision, I do n’t know Where did it go?
Then it was Cliff who was surrounded by more police officers, a little further away from the center of his field of vision.
"Oh--" James began to feel his pain. To describe it, it is the feeling that you are falling into the water horizontally. All bones are in pain!
It's a pity that it seems that the police in the Southern District are controlling the inexplicable Cliff, but there is no one to help James.
James turned hard and rolled off the ground. The bumpy gravel road probably caused a second injury, and James's arm holding his body didn't work.
"God! How are you doing!" Weiss' voice finally came to a guy who came to James.
"No ..." James felt like he was held up, but there was no real feeling, everything was erratic, "I, my head ..."
"Bleeding!" Weiss moved quickly, driving James's shoulder to the police station.
James moved his foot passively, and his vision began to be stained with red.
The riots outside the police station began to fade, and Weiss seemed very sure of where he was going. James had no sense of direction for the time being. He felt that he had entered the room and was pressed into his seat, trying to tell where he was with his red vision.
Come and tell everyone where is here.
"Huh. I wasn't your partner on the first day, you were beaten. If I laughed out loud, don't blame me." Coulson's voice, he wasn't just talking, let James with a warm handkerchief Shi's vision was restored. It was really a happy smile, "Ha! It's just a broken skin, what a pity." Go away.
Then it was the head of Cologne who entered James's vision. Cologne tilted his head and frowned. He wanted to say nothing but said nothing. He turned away and shook his head. He walked towards Coulson. "Coulson, we will talk later, you should go out and watch. Look. Anyway, you are here, and you should show these southern policemen what a real policeman is doing, we do n’t want them to get something out of the way, so there are more moths in such a simple attack, right? "
Coulson nodded with a smile, "It's good, I can finally do what I am good at." As I walked past James, "Oh, I guess it's not a bad thing to be transferred to the Southern District, is it? Partner. "Go away.
In the end, what appeared again was Weiss, already holding a medical bag, "Don't move!"
James didn't move, most of his vision was occupied by Weiss, and a small part of the director of Cologne at the back had sat back at his desk and kept his head tilted to look at James, still the one who wanted to say something. Not to say.
"You need stitches." Weiss pouted, his hands still moving.
James didn't speak. When he came, he prepared a long, well, speech, explaining why he came here. Now, his mind is blank. He didn't know what he could say.
Weiss pouted again, squeezed James's chin and looked around. "Hey, you may need more than stitches." Because James looked dull, it should have been a concussion.
"He doesn't need anything." Cologne retracted his gaze to look back at James, his voice was not loud. "I still remember that last time, James was injured and it was much more serious than this. A few days later, it was magically better. "Remember, let Cologne start questioning whether Zac had medical experience.
Weiss's body stiffened a little, and he dared not delve into this topic. Then change the subject and say to James, it is to inform, "Before you came to the North District Police Station, your team leader has already called and notified me of the transfer. She said that it is up to you to personally say, Kou Sen has just arrived, we are discussing this matter. "
Ah, yes, if Cliff came to the police station to report the case, it should be Weiss, not the talkative officer.
James still didn't respond, when Wes needed to cooperate. Hey, the beginning of the new partner, hehe, good boy.
Naves would have to continue to shift the topic, "The leader said you brought a new case ..."
"What anxiety." Cologne looked behind the desk and glanced at the turmoil situation that had been crushed by Coulson. "Why not talk about it first, why the North District police detective was attacked by a civilian at our southern police station What? Wes, do you know that person, Cliff, right? I remember, he used to be the 'brother' with you in the orphanage. But, does he know James? "Random, gossip Muzzle. In another sense, ‘Oh, do n’t want to turn away’.
James spoke. This opening will explain two things-the first is that James is not really dull, and his brain is not really blank, but is occupied, used to deal with a force to squeeze out all threads , Dominate the sudden events of the highest priority.
"Linda, I know his wife, who was my neighbor in the west. Linda is missing, he is blaming me."
The second thing. Cliff came to the police station to report that his wife was gone. Did he call James? Do not.
I ’m honored to tell you that Zac in the Kozier apartment has finished his ‘nerve’, completely bidding farewell to the tangle that traces its origins and getting dressed. Start reading the report that Nainard handed to him-about the report that Eli took James to visit the inheritors last night.