Although Shi Xiaolei only said something verbally when he invited the guests, and did not distribute invitation letters to the big guys in a serious manner, but from the position of the guests, he should not be too casual.

And since things were entrusted to the party contractor, it felt a lot more formal because of the few phone calls they made.

Anyway, you are a guest, you have to hold on to the scene. In addition, being a black person has a good face... In short, in order to make himself look more stylish, when Chappell asked the guy to borrow a car, he specially asked him to help him find a higher-grade good car. car.

"Knock knock, knock knock~."

"Ok?"

Hearing movement outside the car window, Chappell turned his head and saw the policeman standing outside the car door at a glance.

The next second, Chappell shuddered unconsciously—it wasn't because he had a ghost in his heart that he had no confidence in front of the police. Just because this is America, the other party is a policeman, and he is a black man...

What's more, Chappell was born in Hell's Kitchen and was educated a lot since he was a child.

"Uh." Without any hesitation, Chappell immediately raised his hands.

Originally, I just thought that the car was parked in a wrong place, so I stopped to ask a few questions, but after seeing Chappell's astute reaction, the policeman raised a little doubt.

Look at the car again, and the young Chappell in it.

The policeman unconsciously put his hand behind his waist and put his hand on the handle of the pistol.

"Sir, please get out of the car." While giving his partner a wink, the police opened the car door and made a sign to Chappell to get out of the car: "Put your hand where I can see it, don't move ."

"Okay, Sir, don't get excited, I'll come down."

Because of the police's warning, Chappell didn't even dare to reach out to hold the door. The movement of getting off the car was a little awkward, and the center of gravity was not very good. If it wasn't for the strong waist and abdomen, and he held it up in time, he almost fell down with this movement of getting off the car.

"Turn around." Pressing Chappell on the car door, he did a search without saying a word.

After confirming that Chappell was not carrying any dangerous items such as guns, knives, etc., the police were relieved and continued to question in a suspicious tone: "Sir, is this car yours? Take out your driver's license."

It can't reach the level of Rolls-Royce, but it can be regarded as a good car of great value, and a car of this grade is obviously not something that a young man in his early twenties can afford.

What's more, Chappell was a black man, and he acted so cramped just now.

No wonder the policeman was suspicious.

"No, I borrowed this car from a friend." While answering, Chappell unconsciously put down his right hand and reached into his pocket.

"Don't move~!" He had already checked it, but because of Chappell's action, the policeman subconsciously pulled out the pistol, and gave a warning while posing an alert.

"What do you want to do? I warn you, don't act rashly." Another policeman sitting in the patrol car also got out of the car and rushed over.

"...Police officer, didn't you ask me to take out my driver's license?" Looking at the two black muzzles on the left and the right, Chappell cried.

"Where's the driver's license?" The policeman asked loudly, keeping his gun pointed.

"Here in this pocket." No longer dared to move, Chappell could only tilt his head, pursed his lips, and pointed in a direction very reluctantly.

One pointed a gun at Chappell, and the other searched his pocket.

After he pulled out his driver's license and checked his Social Security number, the two officers relaxed a little.

However, because the information found out did not contain the car in front of them, the two still did not completely relieve their vigilance.

"Where did this car come from?"

"...Didn't I answer it once, I borrowed it from a friend."

"Borrowed from a friend, from whom?"

"Richard Fulham, he works in a garage. He borrowed this car from a used car store for me."

He asked very carefully, and even called the police station and asked his colleagues to help him check the license plate number... Through Chappell's social security number, he found out the fact that he was born in Hell's Kitchen. his doubts.

Searching for vehicle registration information can take a while.

Just then, Claire and Lisa finally came downstairs.

As soon as I got out of the stairwell, I saw the picture of Chappell being pinned on the car by the police... I didn't expect it to be like this, and the two women were stunned in the same place.

"Hey! Lisa, Claire, help me explain~." Chappell was still sharp-eyed and saw the two women.

Hearing this shout, the two women came back to their senses.

Hurrying up, Lisa asked eagerly, "Officer, what happened? What did he do?"

"Are you his friends?" Seeing the two women appear, the police's vigilance immediately dropped a lot: "It's just a routine inspection. We suspect that there is something wrong with the origin of the car."

"No?" Lisa made a misunderstanding in her heart: "Chappell, didn't you say that your friend is fine? Why did you borrow a car of unknown origin for you..."

"No, no, Lisa, you are mistaken."

"Wrong?"

Compared to Lisa, Claire is a little calmer. Looking at the police, and then at the car Chappell had borrowed, she had a guess.

"Mr. Police Officer, I think you may be mistaken." Stepping forward, Claire pointed to Chappell: "We are colleagues and friends, and I can guarantee that he has never done anything illegal. At least between me and In the more than a year he has known, he has not done it. If it is because the car is too good, it is not like what he can afford at his age, then I suspect that he has done something bad..."

"Yes, yes~lightnovelpub.net~ Didn't he say he borrowed the car?" Lisa also reacted: "We are going to the Halloween party, can't we borrow a better car? You can't doubt him just because he's black, it's not fair."

Some words are good to understand in your heart, and it is best not to say them.

Like this 'because he's black' that Lisa blurts out now.

"Miss, are you questioning our professionalism?" In fact, the idea of ​​'closing the case' was already in mind, but because of Lisa's words, the police couldn't let it go.

Because retreat is equal to guilty conscience, equal to admit that he is racist against Chappell.

This is a major job related to the job, and even may face prosecution and fines.

"If you have any comments, you can file a complaint with our superiors." You have to stay tough, and the police can only bite the bullet and respond: "Now, please get out of the way, or I will suspect that you are deliberately obstructing normal law enforcement."

"Hey, you can't do this~!"