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Chapter 4 Suspicion
The movement of vaguely scrutinizing the outsider with scrutiny should confirm Chi Heng's guess, or not guess, because the small towns he stopped along the way all looked like this.

Fortunately, Chi Heng is not a black man, but a "docile" Chinese, otherwise he will definitely be in trouble along the way.

Of course, this does not mean that Chinese can avoid trouble, because the stereotype that Chinese are easy to bully will make some trouble come to your door, sometimes it is worse than being a black person, so Chi Heng never dared to stay in some remote places, Don't even dare to leak money conspicuously.

The police car soon stopped in front of an inconspicuous building. This is probably the town's police station. In a town like this with a small number of residents, the number of police officers fluctuates between 1-5, and the working hours are longer. It can be extended to decades.

Chi Heng didn't know why a black man could become a sheriff in an area full of white people, but he knew very well that a black man who can do this must have a lot of ability and must not be underestimated.

Sheriff Badman left the white novice policeman halfway and asked him to go to the only fast food restaurant in the town to buy breakfast. At this time, he parked the police car on the roadside of the police station and signaled Chi Heng to pull over as well.

After everything was settled, Badman walked into the police station with Chi Heng.

The inside of the police station is not big, there is a small office area, another room is used as a detention room, another room is used as a weapon storage, and nothing else.

"sit down."

The sheriff didn't have a separate office either. He only had a separate office area. He stepped forward and roughly brushed away the documents on the desktop with his arm, then turned his head and said, "Sit down."

Chi Heng wanted to sit, but there was no chair in front of him. He looked around, pulled a chair from another table and sat down.

"Show me your driver's license."

Badman was not too polite, and still maintained the serious attitude of a law enforcement officer.

Chi Heng quickly handed over the driver's license.

After carefully looking at the driver's license, Badman turned on the computer and tapped the keyboard slowly with the speed of five-finger Zen to verify the authenticity of Chi Heng's driver's license.

The processing speed of the computer is very slow, probably from the 90s of the last century. After a while, the blind screen refreshed the corresponding identity information.

Badman took a few glances before returning the driver's license to Chi Heng: "I once again regret your uncle's misfortune. He is a respectable person and was once my comrade in arms."

"???"

Chi Heng was dumbfounded again, what the hell?His uncle is still a black comrade in arms?

Just looking at Chi Heng's expression, Badman smiled: "It seems that your uncle didn't tell you anything, don't take it seriously, comrade-in-arms is just a joke, besides he is a person worthy of respect, he has many things The advantages are worthy of my nostalgia. But I am very surprised, since your uncle didn't tell you too much about the past, why did he ask you to come here before he passed away?"

"Sheriff, I don't know either, that's why I'm here."

Chi Heng spread his hands to express helplessness.

The black sheriff asked Chi Heng if he smoked, and knowing that he didn't smoke, he took out his cigarette case and lit a puff.

"Your uncle lived here for nearly ten years, and I remember it was also ten years ago, in the summer of 1994... You have seen that Arnold Schwarzenegger movie, which was also released that summer. "

"What?" Chi Heng was overwhelmed by the divergent thinking of the black sheriff.

""True Lies"!"

Badman said with a smile: "I like that movie, but it's a pity that our place was too small at that time, and there was no movie theater to show it. There was a small movie theater only a few years ago."

"Yes, when that movie was released, your uncle left Dock Town..."

Badman said that this past event was quite nostalgic, but Chi Heng was very strange. That is to say, it was only four years after my uncle left to open a laundry in Mississippi, and then he went to the mainland to pick him up and came to the United States.

"My uncle...why did he live here? Why did he leave?"

Chi Heng asked suspiciously: "Sheriff, ordinary Chinese don't come to such a far place, do they?"

"For some reason," Badman shrugged, "our place is friendly and suitable for living. Your uncle likes it here. As for why you left, I think it's because I've been here for a long time and I'm tired of it. I want to live in another place, which is normal. .”

Chi Heng was silent.

It always seemed to him that Badman was not telling the truth.

"Your uncle was the only Chinese here," Badman recalled. "He made me realize that Chinese people are friendly, I mean, much better than ordinary white people. Now that you're here again, I don't think people will reject it." your."

This means that he seems to want to live in this person.

Chi Heng couldn't let Badman continue to chat, he felt that the black sheriff could talk nonsense all day long, so he hurriedly asked: "Sheriff, you haven't told me where the address my uncle left me is ?”

This time it was Badman's turn to be silent. He paused and said, "Justo, this address is where your uncle used to live, but I don't suggest you live there."

"Huh? Why?"

Chi Heng was puzzled.

"Your uncle is very courageous, but it doesn't mean that if he is courageous, there will be no accidents. Well, yes, he has no accidents, but it doesn't mean that others will have no accidents."

The sheriff was very enthusiastic and sincere, and even warned Chi Heng.

Said that the house is an old house, built in the 30s, the quality is good, it used to be the house of a wealthy family, but in 1955, the whole family hanged themselves collectively.

After that, the house, which had been vacant for a long time, was sold to another family, and not too long later, they hanged themselves collectively in 1965.

This time, no one dared to care about it until his uncle came to the town and bought the house with money.

"Your uncle bought it in 1984, and everyone thought he wouldn't live until next year," Badman said, puffing out a puff of smoke. "I was 25, and I didn't think your uncle would live until next year. Your uncle not only said the second year, but also lived there for ten years until he left."

Badman had a weird expression: "But, I dare to swear, no one would dare to live in that house after he left."

"Is that house haunted?"

Chi Heng said in surprise.

"Hehe, who knows?"

The black sheriff has a lot to say: "Anyway, no strangers should come near that house."

"Please tell me where is that house?"

Chi Heng explained: "I won't stay here for a long time, but I want to go and have a look. The address my uncle left for me will not be random."

"Well, you have to fulfill your uncle's wish, maybe he left something for you there."

The black sheriff nodded, got up and walked to the locker on the side, and started to search for something. He almost searched for a while, and the white novice policeman outside came in with breakfast, but he still hadn't finished searching.

Chi Heng just ate the breakfast brought by the white policeman, while looking at what the black police chief was doing in a daze.

(End of this chapter)