Happy Little Mayor

The stamina's physical fitness and stamina eclipsed the three grandfathers. Thirty minutes later, the three could not stand and evacuated, leaving the stunt and labrador dog to continue fighting.

The young woman looked at her boyfriend's eyes with emotions, while the young man avoided her eyes as much as possible, watching the rising moon sighing, "I never noticed that the moonlight is beautiful."

Bowen and Wang Bo went aside, and the former smiled strangely: "I bet this guy will die tonight."

Pharaoh hehe laughed.

Zhuang Ding didn't return to the castle at night. When Wang Bo saw it the next day, the guy was lazily basking in the sun and saw that Pharaoh didn't get up, but just shook his tail.

Wang Bo was worried about the accident, but after going up to check it, he found that there was nothing wrong with him, his nose was wet, his eyes were shiny, his saliva was clear, and his hair was smooth.

Bowen, who was driving the car, lay on the window of the co-pilot and shouted, "Zhuang Ding, honestly explain, did you set foot on the horse last night?"

The strong man glanced at him lazily and continued to lie in the grass to bask in the sun.

"The color is a bone-shaving steel knife!" Pharaoh had to sigh.

As he was on his way, Aturu called and said, "Boss, come to town, there is a case."

Wang Bo hugged Zhuang Ding into the car, put Zhuang Ding's head on the window, his eyes looked far away from the lakeside, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

Under the guidance of Aturu, he drove directly to the parking lot in front of the supermarket and asked, "What's going on?"

Atulu said, "It's like this. Someone came to drive in the morning and saw a person lying next to his car, so he called the police and I'm investigating this."

"Are you all on your own? A tramp?"

"No, it's a Maori young man, and the medical brother is helping him."

Wang Bo hurried to look at it. At this time, a cowardly white middle-aged man saw him approaching and said, "Police officer, this matter has nothing to do with me! I came to the parking lot and saw the gentleman lying under the wheel! "

He nodded and asked Aturu and the person to take a transcript first. He went to the ambulance and asked the doctor, "What's going on? What about him?"

Medical brother said: "Methane poisoning, and microbial infections, nothing serious, but at least a week in the ward."

Wang Bo was weird: "Methane poisoning? What happened to the horse? How could this happen in Sunset Town ?!"

Doctor Yi's expression became weird. He pointed to a pipe on the ground and said, "I want to be related to this. You should understand this thing if you look at it."

Wang Bo picked up the pipe on the ground. This was a plastic soft water pipe, only the thickness of his middle finger, but there was a bulge in the middle.

There is an abnormality in the tube, that is, there is a dry and dirty thing on one end, and the smell is strong.

"This pipe?" Wang Bo looked at Atulu.

Asturu said, "The coma was holding in his hand when I arrived. There was vomit around him, as if he had done something with this pipe."

"What can this pipe do?"

Atulu's spirit refreshed: "Boss, you asked me this question, but you were right. I am an expert in this area, because I have used this stuff before. This thing can be used to steal oil. Do you know that? "

Wang Bo met for the first time, but he wasn't stupid, and all of a sudden reacted.

He had heard before in China that someone stole gasoline and diesel in the fuel tank of a car, especially a big truck. The driver locked the fuel tank to prevent people from stealing the fuel.

Oil prices in New Zealand are relatively low. Wang Bo has never met anyone who stole the oil, but today this coma may be coming to steal oil because he is in a coma near an RV.

Medical brother pointed at the pipe and said, "If you steal oil, does this need to be inserted into the fuel tank? How does it work?"

Atulu wanted to show it. He took the pipe and tried to put it in his mouth. As a result, he frowned as soon as he lifted it up: "Snow, why is it so stinky? Even worse than ****!"

"You don't need to demonstrate, just say."

"Oh, that's the end of the tube you hold ..." Atulu handed the tube to Wang Bo.

Pharaoh took a kick and let him get away: "Serious to Lao Tzu, this case is handled!"

Atulu was very grieved: "I know that the case is being handled, boss, but is there a way to solve the case other than scenario simulation? I want to try."

"Falke has it!" Pharaoh was really sad and indignant.

"Well don't get angry, early in the morning, I just want to make a joke to cheer everyone up."

Atulu sneered at seeing him angry. "It's actually very simple. Hold one end of the tube and squeeze the lower end of the tube airbag with your hand and take a breath ..."

"Then, the air in the airbag will be sucked away. At this time, open your hands and continue to take a sip. Because of the pressure, the oil in the fuel tank will automatically enter the tube."

After listening to his introduction, Wang Bo was depressed: "Isn't it just stealing oil pipes? Just find a tube, why is it so complicated?"

Astulu explained: "The ordinary pipe inhales and may **** gasoline and diesel into your mouth. This stuff is toxic, especially leaded gasoline."

"With this airbag, you are not afraid. It can buffer twice, the first is to cushion the air pressure, and the second is to buffer the oil flowing out."

Wang Bo looked at the young man with an oxygen mask on his face, and then looked at the strange look of the doctor brother, so his look became strange.

It is reasonable to say that one end of this pipe should be greasy, but now it is dirty and smelly, but this guy is still stunned by methane poisoning ...

So Wang Bo asked the middle-aged white man, "Sir, where is the fuel tank of your car?"

The white man took him to the car and looked at it, pointing at a posted iron piece: "This is where the fuel tank is."

"So, where is that?" Wang Bo asked.

"Oh, that's the septic tank exit of the RV toilet," said the middle-aged white man honestly.

After he said this, everyone understood what was going on.

Suddenly, all kinds of crisp laughter sounded.

The young man was sent to a community hospital. Wang Bo found his driver's license in his wallet and checked it on the police intranet. A series of criminal records of the young man appeared.

Cars, goods, fights, burglaries, etc., all kinds of small problems continue.

The young man woke up later, Wang Bo asked him, and the young man's expression was blank: "What happened to me, me, me? What happened in the past? I forgot everything, why did I forget everything?"

Yige held his arm beside him and said, "Methane poisoning will not harm the brain and nerves, sir. It is useless to pretend that you have amnesia."

The young man seemed to be tearing his hair in pain and shouted, "What's wrong with me? Why am I in the hospital? Why couldn't I remember yesterday's thing?" (To be continued.)