eurekapd Chapter 35 Boss, the magistrate is back!
Chapter 35 Boss, the magistrate is back!
Immediately afterwards, countless hot buns were thrown at the fat constable from all directions of the prison cell.
The steamed buns he handed out eventually became the "weapon" used to attack him.
The fat constable and the first and second constables hurriedly and awkwardly dodged the hot buns that were raining down on them.
"Alright, that's enough!" The fat constable couldn't take it anymore and yelled loudly, clutching his head.
Upon hearing the sound, everyone paused for a moment, stunned, and stopped what they were doing.
However, it was only for a moment.
Next, what hit the three of them this time was not only steamed buns, but also smelly shoes, socks filled with straw, dirty clothes wrapped in a ball, and even the toothless father offered up his unwashed trousers that he hadn't washed for a month.
Zhuangzhuang squatted beside the cell, trembling as he watched the three people who had been badly injured.
Although he had been eating elm seed buns for the past few days and didn't want to eat those lousy meat buns, he still wouldn't dare to attack the fat constable.
He has been wondering lately if it's because he's not weird enough that he can't fit in with his roommates and no one talks to him.
For example, right now, when his "roommates" attacked the three fat constables, he had absolutely no desire to participate.
Crouching in a dark corner of the cell, trying to minimize one's presence...
Qian Yan'er was furious. The first time she made elm seed steamed buns, he didn't get any to eat.
He was furious that he had missed a day of elm seed buns. He saw the fat constable and his men hiding from the bun attack, leaning against his cell door.
His gaze went straight ahead and he saw the fat constable's plump buttocks.
A surge of anger rose within him, and he shouted, "Chaotianla!"
His hands were incredibly precise, leaving the fat constable with a painful wound.
"what--"
The fat constable let out a bloodcurdling scream and lunged forward. The intense pain made him immediately cover Pi Yan'er with his hand.
He turned his head, filled with grief and indignation, his heart breaking, and shouted angrily, "Qian Yan'er, are you fucking crazy?!"
The two constables looked at the fat constable and Qian Yan'er in horror, not knowing what to do for a moment.
They knew that if they were given meat buns to appease them, they would suffer a terrible fate. These people are really picky eaters.
Otherwise, the county magistrate wouldn't have given them three silver coins to go out every day and buy prison food for these "evil devils," to make them happy and satisfied with the different kinds of food, so that they would agree to the conditions proposed by the county magistrate.
At this moment, the jailer, Bucktooth Jade, angrily cursed, "You fatso, did you switch our elm seed buns because I disagreed with your pursuit?"
You three scoundrels, fat, short, ugly, and skinny, what makes you worthy of me? Let me tell you, even if you traded me for my favorite elm seed steamed buns, I would not yield.
"Please take a piss and look at yourselves. You're so ugly that just looking at you makes me want to gouge my eyes out. Anyway, I will never agree to this, so just give up on that idea."
The fat constable was even more furious when he heard the jailer, Bucktooth Jade, cursing, but he was unable to retaliate because of the excruciating pain in his buttocks.
He gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Qian Yan'er, and then turned to shout at the buck-toothed Yu: "Don't make false accusations! Who's pursuing you? With your ugly face, I dream about you for nights on end just by looking at you."
Upon hearing this, Bucktooth Jade retorted, "Hmph, you just slander me because you can't have me. You fat, short, and ugly thing, I'm as beautiful as a flower, how dare you even lay a finger on me?!"
After speaking, she didn't forget to "charmly" tidy the stray hairs on her forehead and throw a disdainful look at the fat constable.
"You...you..." The fat constable pointed at the buck-toothed jade, exasperated and speechless.
What to do? His heart is aching with anger.
"Sir, are you alright? It's so distressing to see you like this..." Li Doudou, with her captivating charm, gazed at the fat constable with tender affection, swaying her lithe waist as she approached him.
"Tofu beauty, you stop right there! If you come any closer, I'll beat you up!" The fat constable pointed at the buck-toothed jade's finger, then turned it to point at Li Doudou, the tofu beauty who was about to walk over, and warned her fiercely.
Li Doudou stopped in her tracks when the fat constable yelled at her. Her eyes instantly reddened, and she looked like she was about to cry. "Sir, how cruel you are! Doudou was just concerned about you."
"I..." The fat constable was so angry that he didn't care about the pain in his buttocks anymore. He turned around and went to get the keys, ready to "teach her a lesson".
"Click~"
Just then, a sound of wood cracking rang out.
The three constables watched helplessly as the toothless father easily broke the piece of wood in front of him, then, looking at the shattered pieces, ran towards them with a ferocious expression.
"You fatso, if you don't get elm seed steamed buns today, I'll send you to hell!"
The three officers were immediately shocked. The fat officer forgot all about finding the key and disciplining Li Doudou.
Detective One and Detective Two quickly moved closer to the fat detective, nervously watching the toothless father who was charging towards them menacingly.
The fat constable turned to Qin Shen Shen and shouted, "Qin Shen Shen, are you going to do anything about this? Are you going to do anything about this?!"
In a corner of the cell, Qin Shen slowly raised her head, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Fat Constable, this isn't my fault. It's all your fault for being so incompetent." With that, she crossed her arms, looking on with amusement.
At this moment, the toothless father rushed in front of the three fat constables and raised the broken piece of wood in his hand high.
The fat constable quickly raised his hand to block, shouting, "Toothless Dad, let's talk this out, don't be impulsive!"
The two constables, one and two, also tried to persuade him from the sidelines.
However, the toothless father wouldn't listen. He glared at his father and roared, "If you don't give me elm seed buns today, none of you will have a good time!"
As he spoke, he was about to smash the piece of wood in his hand down again.
Just then, an officer ran in through the prison cell entrance. He looked at the fat constable who was about to be killed, without any surprise, because he was used to it.
He rushed over and said, "Boss, the county magistrate has returned from reporting to the prefectural city."
Upon hearing this, the wooden stick that Miss Tooth's father had raised to send the fat constable to his death abruptly stopped in mid-air.
He straightened his face, straightened his clothes with one hand, and pretended that nothing had happened. He carried the log, whistling as he returned to his cell, and then with a forceful thrust, he drove the log deep into the spot where it had been.
"Phew...we're saved!" The fat constable and Constable One and Constable Two wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and patted their chests in lingering fear.
Once he recovered, the chubby constable immediately looked arrogantly at the now quiet crowd. "Tsk tsk, what a fuss! Why are you quiet now? You were making quite a fuss just now!"
The fat constable walked up to Bucktooth Jade and launched into a tirade, "You, Bucktooth Jade, don't you even look at yourself? You look like a ghost, do you think you're good enough for me?"
Bucktooth Yu glanced at the fat constable and then used his tongue to clean the razor blade in his mouth.
The flash of cold light startled the fat constable, who quickly went to the fat girl's cell.
He looked at the chubby girl with a mocking expression, "And you, you fat bastard, all you do all day is eat, eat, eat. Are you going to build a manure truck or something???"
When the chubby girl heard him call her a "manure truck," she couldn't help but slap the wall hard.
Looking at the five-finger mark deeply embedded in the wall, the fat constable guiltily looked away.
Damn it, let him leave, let him leave, okay?
Out of sight, out of mind. He's been feeling really down lately and is going to ask the county magistrate for compensation for emotional distress.