I'm really good at shooting.

"Wait a moment."

Sun Hao signaled the bartender to leave first.

After the bartender left, Sun Hao sat beside Fernandez.

"Do you think the name Angela seems real?"

Sun Hao asked.

Fernandez thought for a while, then shook his head.

Angela, very few people in Italy would be called this kind of name.

This name is mostly in the British and American countries, and it translates to the meaning of angel.

It sounds good, but it's not much different from Zhang San Li Si in China!

And that story.

The Gulf War was not a war at all, it was a one-sided massacre.

Although he couldn't remember the specific data, he had an impression to some extent.

10,000+ people died in Iraq, and the coalition forces died two to three hundred!

Moreover, Italy is only a member state, and the number of people who will go is estimated to be a few hundred. Just transfer a battalion there, and there is no need to recruit new people.

Not to mention being met by such a coincidence.

Really, full of loopholes!

Fernandez looked at Sun Hao again, and both of them quickly understood.

They are... fell into the pit.

Urban routines are deep!

Sun Hao suddenly felt ashamed.

Forget about Fernandez, after all, he is still a child, but he can still fall in if he counts people who have been 30 in his previous life.

It can only be said...they were too stunned by the Aventure.

And they really don't know how to drink, drinking makes people's thinking ability drop off a cliff!

How can there be so many fates in this world.

No, reality taught them a lesson.

"No one is allowed to talk about this matter after we go back."

Sun Hao stretched out his hand, and then stretched out his little finger.

It's really embarrassing to say such a thing!

Fernandez nodded firmly.

He, who always thought he knew women well, felt ashamed that he failed miserably in his first expedition.

The two hooked their little fingers together, and it was considered an agreement.

Heaven knows, Earth knows, you know and I know, there is no third person to know.

but……

The question now is what to do.

The overnight bill at the bar can't be paid, will they be left to wash dishes like in the movie?

Or, in a foreign country, directly sold to some place to serve others?

After all, both of them are good looking!

I just don't know if those European Yanmas like their little fresh meat.

"Call the police."

Sun Hao spoke after thinking for a while.

The issue of money is a minor matter, after all, if it really doesn't work, they can just call home.

The problem now is the passport.

They couldn't even leave Italy without their passports.

In contrast, calling the police is the best way to solve the problem.

Fernandez nodded along.

The two got up and walked to the bar, and told the bartender about the lost wallet.

To their surprise, the bartender said that after he found out, he went directly upstairs to find the boss.

Seeing this reaction, Sun Hao and Fernandez looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

"Tell me, is this bar an accomplice?"

This is a very normal question.

Fernandez glanced around, nodded, and felt the urge to run straight away.

If they are accomplices, will they be locked up next time?

This is not impossible!

Sun Hao also realized it.

Fortunately, after a while, the boss came down.

In his hands...not holding imaginary sticks or guns or anything.

"I know a police officer. They can help you deal with this problem. For the overnight fee, just pay after it's done."

The boss said directly.

Hearing what the boss said, Sun Hao felt that they were suffering from persecution paranoia just now.

Opening a bar is definitely about making money, and it's certainly not the first time something like losing your wallet has happened.

If it didn't matter, the person who lost his wallet would call the police directly, and this underground bar would have been closed for a long time.

It is said that China is a relational society, but wherever it is not, there are relations where there are people.

Sun Hao and Fernandez agreed, and they had no other choice.

After waiting for a while, a police car drove up to the gate of the winery.

A tall Italian policeman dragged him directly to the police station.

This policeman is quite talkative, chatting with them while driving.

Sun Hao found out that his name is Lal Tiki, he usually likes boxing, his favorite food is chicken breast, and his favorite female star is Monica Bellucci...

"You like Monica?"

Sun Hao found his bosom friend at once.

Although Monica has not yet appeared in "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily", she is still a well-known Italian actor.

"You like it too?"

Laltiki chatted with more interest.

It is different from the domi girls that macho men loved to watch in Sun Hao's era.

The macho of this era, this kind of sexy goddess is their favorite.

And after talking too much, the topic naturally came to their encounters.

Sun Hao and Fernandez agreed not to tell the story, but the police were an exception.

After all, they still point at each other to solve the case for themselves, and get the things back sooner.

"Don't worry, there is surveillance at the entrance of Alfred's winery. I have already taken the surveillance video. When the time comes, you just need to compare it and point out who it is, and the case will be solved soon."

Raltiki looked five big and three thick, but very thin.

"But you are really at a loss. If you can make it to the hotel, then these things will be worth losing."

Laltiki turned his head and laughed as he spoke.

Sun Hao immediately understood the meaning of his words.

It is also a loss of money and passport, but if you can get a few rounds, it is worth the money.

But he immediately denied what Lartiki said.

That Meow is whoring!

Is he that kind of person?

Does he need it?

The pace of life in Italy is slow, and the police are busy.

The reason why Laltiki chatted with them for so long in the car was because he really had nothing to do.

And an even more funny thing is that because they know the police's urination, many people don't report anything if they throw something.

So their police will keep in touch with the owners of many wineries and farms in private.

The road was a bit far, and when it came to prostitution, Laltiki even complained to them.

Italian style ranks first in Europe.

When it comes to those things in the medieval court, you can definitely write several big books with eloquence.

Prostitution was not only allowed but also popular in this country before.

Not only princes and nobles, but even the emperor prostitutes.

There is even a disease that has accompanied the country for centuries and is called the "Italian disease".

It wasn't until 1958 that a ban was introduced under the impetus of female politician Lina Marlin.

But the reality is that instead of having a positive effect, this law has made this kind of behavior even more rampant.

In the past, it may only be in certain places, but now it has directly evolved into apartments, hotels, and even cars.

It is no exaggeration to say that Italian practitioners must have at least [-] to [-].

With so many people, it is impossible to catch them.

The Italian government chose to be an ostrich in this area, burying its head in the soil as if it didn't see it.

The policemen below them also turn a blind eye to the way they deal with it.

That's why it seemed normal for Laltiki to talk about this topic with them.

And the looser the more indulgent, the Italian industry is too famous, many practitioners are from abroad, and the proportion of locals is becoming less and less.

"You are lucky, you met an authentic Italian woman."

When Lartiki said this, Sun Hao and Fernandez looked at him in unison.

You are the regular customer!

Laltiki coughed for a while, and he seemed to have slipped up.

They chatted all the way, and when they arrived at the police station, Lartiki sat down and began to record directly.

Don't say it, this looks like a small talk, and I learned the ins and outs of the case during the time on the road.

Laltiki is really fine.

Sun Hao and Fernandez sat there waiting for Lartiki to type, a little bored.

The mobile phone was also stolen, and there was no way to play Snake.

"Damn it! Let me go!"

Just as they were about to fart, there was a sound of cursing at the door.

"be honest."

There was a burst of scolding.

Sun Hao turned his head when he heard the voice.