Chapter 4: The mystery

The action of looking at outsiders with a scrutiny gaze proves Chi Heng's guess, or rather, it is not a guess, because the towns that have been staying all the way through this look.

Fortunately, Chi Heng is not a black man, but a "meek" Chinese, otherwise there will definitely be troubles along the way.

Of course, this does not mean that Chinese people can avoid trouble, because the stereotype of Chinese people being bullied will make some troubles come to the door actively, sometimes worse than being a black man. Therefore, Chi Heng never dared to stay in some remote places, let alone lose money and show off.

The police car quickly stayed in front of an inconspicuous building, which was probably the town's police station. A town with a small number of residents fluctuated between 1-5 people, and the service time could be extended to decades.

Chi Heng didn't know why a black man could become a sheriff in an area where whites were everywhere, but he knew that a black man who could do this must have great ability and should never be underestimated.

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

After everything was settled, Badman took Chi Heng to the police station.

The police station is not big, with a small office area and a room as a detention room and another room as a weapon and equipment library, so there is nothing else.

"Sit down."

The sheriff did not have a separate office either. He only had a separate office area. He stepped forward and swept the documents on the desktop with his arm, turned around and said, "Sit down."

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

“???”

The computer processing speed is very slow. It is probably the computer in the 1990s. After a while, the blind screen refreshed the corresponding identity information.

Chi Heng spread his hands and expressed helplessness.

After that, the house that had been idle for a long time was sold to another family, and it didn't take long before they collectively hanged themselves in 1965.

Just looking at Chi Heng's expression, Badman smiled: "It seems that your uncle didn't tell you anything. Don't take it seriously. Comrades-in-arms are just a joke. In addition to being a respectable person, he has many advantages that I miss. But I'm very surprised. Since your uncle didn't tell you too much about the past, how could he call you here before he died?"

"Show me your driver's license."

Chi Heng was inexplicably confused.

"Haha, who knows?"

Chi Heng could not let Badman continue to chat. He felt that the black sheriff could talk nonsense all day and asked hurriedly: "Sheriff, you haven't told me yet, where is the address my uncle left for me?"

This time it was Badman's turn to remain silent. He paused and said, "Justo, this address is your uncle's former address, but I do not recommend you to live there."

Badman smiled and said, "I like that movie, but unfortunately we were too young at that time and there was no cinema for release. There was only a small cinema several years ago."

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

"The True Lies!"

The black sheriff asked Chi Heng if he was smoking. When he learned that he was not smoking, he took out a cigarette box and lit a cigarette.

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

"Your uncle is very brave, but it doesn't mean that there will be no accident if he is brave. Well, yes, nothing happened to him, it doesn't mean that no one else will."

"Please tell me where that house is?"

"Your uncle bought it in 1984. At that time, everyone thought he would not live next year," Badman said, "I was 25 years old at the time, and I also thought your uncle would not live next year, but it was amazing. Your uncle not only said that he had lived the second year, but he also lived there for ten years until he left."

"Why did my uncle live here? Why did he leave?"

This past was quite missed by Badman, but Chi Heng was very surprised. That is to say, his uncle left and opened a laundry in Mississippi for only four years, and then went to the mainland to pick him up to the United States.

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

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

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

This is what he said, it seems that he wants to live in this person.

Chi Heng was silent.

Chi Heng quickly handed over his driver's license.

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

"Ah? Why?"

Chi Heng said in surprise.

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

No one dared to care about it this time until his uncle came to the town and paid for the house.

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

It is said that the house is an old house. It was built in the 1930s and has good quality. It used to be a house for a wealthy family. However, in 1955, the whole family hanged themselves collectively.

Chi Heng asked in confusion: "Sheriff, most Chinese people don't come so far, right?"

"As some reason," Badman shrugged, "We are kind and suitable for living here. Your uncle likes it. As for why he leaves, I think I'm tired of staying for a long time. It's normal to want to live in another place."

"That house is haunted?"

"Sheriff, I don't know either, so I'm here."

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

He always felt that Badman didn't seem to tell the truth.

After taking a closer look at the driver's license, Badman turned on the computer, slowly typing on the keyboard with the speed of Five Finger Zen to verify the authenticity of Chi Heng's driver's license.

The black sheriff is meaningful: "Anyway, don't be close to that house."

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

"Okay, 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 storage locker on the side, and began to search for something. He almost searched through the cabinets for a while. The white novice policeman outside came in with breakfast, but he had not finished searching.

Chi Heng was just eating the breakfast brought by the white police while watching in confusion what the black sheriff was doing.
Chapter completed!