"cocktail."

"Your cocktail."

Seeing Ron finish reading the dossier, Sandy asked with a smile: "Man, what do you think?"

In order not to be angered by the Bureau of Investigation, Howard had no choice but to suffer.

Resisting the unpleasant smell, they searched carefully.

Sandy turned and asked, "Ron, what do you think?"

The phone rings.

"Yes, my name is Jason Lee."

Sandy shrugged nonchalantly.

"The shotgun needs no introduction. It is very powerful, but its disadvantage is that it is difficult to carry and easy to be exposed. The special stun gun has a higher voltage than the ordinary stun gun and can easily stun an elephant. The anti-wolf spray contains a specially made one by me.

A powerful dissolving agent is sprayed on vampires. Even if they have amazing regeneration capabilities, it will take a long time to recover. The toy water gun contains holy water blessed by a priest and is the nemesis of vampires. However, its power is limited and cannot deal with high-level vampires.

The last cross has a certain deterrent and restraint effect on vampires."

However, it may not be really effective against vampires.

His strength also does not allow him to have such a crushing game for the time being.

There were indeed a lot of files, and he was a little tired.

After all, everyone still underestimated him.

One can imagine what they must have discovered?

And the closer you are to the truth, the more dangerous it is.

Everyone outside the office looked at each other, then buried their heads in pretending to be busy with their work.

If Howard is unlucky, maybe he can move.

The iron door of the weapons depot opened, and inside there were Gatling guns, Barrett heavy snipers, silenced rifles M4A1, grenades, body armor, etc.

He picked up the coffee and walked over. The scene on the computer screen took place in a cramped alley.

Ron knew this guy was a real jerk.

Robbery and Murder Division.

Howard was harmed by dogma. He thought Chinese Americans were easy to bully.

But this is an urban area, and these weapons are not practical.

Then their heads tilted, and a bloody hole appeared on their necks from the bite marks. As the blood drained, their bodies twitched violently.

Therefore, he used the international lingua franca Daole, hoping to pry open the other party's mouth as soon as possible and improve communication efficiency.

Howard's face turned pale, and he sat slumped in the office chair as if he had collapsed.

"They seemed to have been bitten to death by legendary vampires. The strange thing is that the cameras did not capture the vampires."

"We may be able to find something by following the missing policeman's route. But this is very dangerous."

"As it should be."

However, I didn't expect Ron's revenge to come so quickly.

Even if others see something, it's hard to make too many guesses.

He suppressed the anger in his chest and picked up the phone from the ground.

These things look very ordinary indeed, just like children playing house.

Ron became interested.

If criminals extend their tentacles to Los Angeles, the difficulty will be reduced by at least half.

It wasn't until he saw the newspaper while sitting in his office chair that he became furious.

"Next, let's go to the bar to see what's going on?"

Erin's cheeks turned slightly red and she glanced at Ron.

After Ron left Jonathan's office, he took the file and started reading it.

Howard kept cursing in the office.

If his boss sends him to be an undercover agent again, he may not accept such a task.

"Trust me, you'll get used to it."

The bartender is a man with Asian appearance.

Ron realized that the other person did not receive special treatment because he and he were from the same hometown.

"Our Special Investigation Bureau has never lacked danger. We are always surrounded by danger. I heard that you have worked as an undercover agent before, so I believe it will be the same."

Erin opened a cabinet. There were spray guns, stun guns, anti-wolf spray, toy water guns, and several crosses in the cabinet.

"Maybe you're right, but I really don't want to go abroad for my first case."

Ron asked in Chinese: "Chinese?"

"Wait a minute, you should come over and take a look at the latest case transferred from the Los Angeles police."

Because the person on the phone is his supporter, and whether he can continue to prosper in the police force depends entirely on him.

The alley smelled of urine mixed with the smell of alcohol and putrid smell.

The alley was cramped and there was no sunlight. After the body was pushed out, it spontaneously ignited when exposed to sunlight.

They were all worried that Howard was mad.

Furious, he threw away everything on the table, including his phone.

Despite this, Sandy walked up behind Erin.

Only old Sean's eyes flashed with joy, maybe this was an opportunity to climb up.

The vice-captain becomes the full-captain.

It was as if something invisible bit them to death and sucked their blood away.

Sandy asked curiously: "Erin, what case is it? We are investigating the case of the missing truck driver, and other cases will only distract us."

…

He stretched a lot, and then twisted his sore neck.

Sandy tilted his head. He didn't want to drink at this time.

"I'll go and ask around."

"A toy water gun is good."

The call is connected.

Jason Lee's skills are very skillful and the cocktails were mixed quickly.

Ron didn't even know what to say.

"The boss is currently cooperating with the police station to take notes. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

Then his eyes burst into flames and he suddenly dropped the phone in his hand.

Unfortunately, they found nothing suspicious.

Sandy waved his FBI ID at the male bartender at the bar.

"If you can provide any useful clues, one hundred dollars is yours."

Jason Lee's smile is much more sincere.

"No problem, you ask!"

"Did you know the deceased?"
Chapter completed!