Book of Gods and Demons

On the 21st, in the afternoon, a simply furnished lounge on the second floor of Tulum Port Police Station.

This is a place for police officers on night duty. Let them take turns to take a nap. In the spacious lounge, there are six rough single iron beds lined up. Bedding.

At this moment, in the lounge, there is only a bed by the door, where Joe is lying on all fours.

Beside the window of the lounge, there are two guards from Vito's house. They look vigilantly through the window from time to time. Similarly, at the entrance of the lounge, Ya was sitting on a chair and dozing off, with a dozen fully armed guards sitting beside him.

Qiao's heaven-shaking, earth-shattering snoring stopped suddenly, he clicked his mouth, his eyes opened, his waist slammed hard, and he sat up on the simple single iron frame bed.

With a creak, the iron frame wailed, and the four thin legs of the bed were obviously bent down.

"Has the Chief Zoff of the logistics department been arrested? The old dog of the Wells family should be stuffed into the black jail and concocted...Look at what tattered things he purchases. "

Joe sat on the iron frame bed, shaking his head vigorously, trying to get rid of his deep sleepiness.

"I said earlier that this old dog must have been corrupted a lot. The price of such a poor quality iron frame bed is twice that of the old Schmidts... Insignificant money is not let go, really greedy old dog."

Shaking his head, Joe stood up, walked to the bathroom next door with heavy steps, let go of the tap, and poured a basin of cold water. , Immersed his head in it.

After being bored in the cold water for 3 minutes, Joe lifted the head and sneezed heartily. This time, he was finally refreshed. After all, he is a young and energetic young man with strong blood energy. He stayed up for a few days and only rested for more than two hours. At this moment, Joe only felt energetic, and his endless energy returned to him.

Wiping his wet head with a towel, Joe put on his uniform, and the awake tooth handed over a special issue of "Tulum Port Post". This is the work that "Tulum Post" drove out the fastest after the official press conference in the morning.

The very rare, always conservative and steady "Port of Tulum Post", in the headline of the special issue, used dazzling bloody characters-"Zhongqiu blood case is really a husband cloth, cruel and appalling "!

The subtitle of the headline is also a small line of blood-"Empire cannot be provoked, revenge is coming"!

"Wow, the editor-in-chief is dead. This is a change of editor in charge? This style...really, completely different from the previous two years." Joe thought of Chaxi who was killed last night. You.

When Zahir was the editor-in-chief, the style of the "Tulum Post" was constant, and even the font size rarely changed.

Todays special issue actually uses bloody big characters and the font is extremely large, giving people a feeling of baring fangs and brandishing claws and murderous-looking. This style has become a bit bigger.

Glancing roughly at the special issue, Joe frowned.

"Your Excellency the Duke has released the results of the investigation to the outside world? Well, it looks like that, but there are many questions..." Joe was silent for a while, and looked up at Joe: "What's the father's answer? Bring me here?"

Ya nodded with a smile: "Boss asked someone to come over. This is almost the truth of the matter. Except for Young Master, you are working hard, the past few days, Director Stein And the other detectives of the special investigation team, but they are not idle... plus the confessions of those who were captured, the main situation of Zhong Qiu's murder is almost the public announcement of the Duke."

"Boss said that there are some details in it, such as who is Zahir and who killed him... These things, stay behind and slowly track down."

"But this Secondly, our main goal has been achieved, and things are going very smoothly." Teeth squinted and squinted: "As soon as possible, we should settle the conclusion of the coffin as soon as possible. This is the agreement between the Lord Duke and the Boss. Opinion."

Joe lifts the head and seriously thinks about what happened in the past two days.

Yes, this is the truth.

Behind the murder of Zhong Qiu, there are still many details that have not been clarified, but the confession obtained from the captured population that has been found now can indeed prove and infer the general truth of the murder of Zhong Qiu. These are the ones released by the Duke of Ross.

As for Zahirs death, who was the mastermind behind him, which Imperial Capitals great character he was implicated in; Hineway and Hanks madness, and why; those heretics, Who on earth bought them to attack Henriway and Hanks...

Anyway, the important suspects are in their hands, and they will be investigated carefully. Are you afraid that you will not be able to find out the final truth?

On the contrary, it is to announce the closure of the case as soon as possible, and swallow the huge benefits of Tulum Port as quickly as possible. This is the most urgent task for the Vito family and the Duke of Ross at this moment.

The original seven-member committee family was destined to have three scattered ashes and dispersed smoke. Only three lucky ones will remain as tools to appease the natives of Tulum Harbor and Jiaxijia Island. Of the dozens of other aboriginal families, more than half of the families will disappear completely during the cleansing this time.

The benefits involved...

Qiao shivered shivered, his mind was in chaos for a while, and he couldnt figure out how much it involved. interest.

Just one example, pepper!

In the vast territory of the empire, pepper is indispensable on the table of every nobleman and every wealthy businessman. Today's market, a pound of pepper and the same pound of gold.

How many pounds of pepper does the Empire consume every year? hundred thousand pounds? 500,000 pounds? Or 1,000,000 pounds?

In addition to pepper, there are other spices. Some spices, such as saffron, are more than ten times more expensive than pepper.

90% of the spices of the empire are obtained through the port of Tulum!

"It's better to settle down earlier. In that case, really make sense...Tsk!" Joe patted the position of his heart with his hand, muttered: "My pocket money, how should I go up? Ten times...no, one hundred times?"

Tooth shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Joe quickly with a strange look at his mentally retarded son.

The Eldest Miss Tifa Young Lady of Vito is here. What's the point of giving you more pocket money?

Joe was suddenly excited inexplicably as if he gave a shot of chicken blood.

He waved the special issue in his hand and yelled: "Then, we have to make a bigger contribution. Where are the two damn slut? Take me over...hoho, I will do it myself , Must pry open their mouths."

Shaking his neck, Joe grinned sharply: "The two noble Imperial Capital nobles, after being seriously injured, were locked in that place for several hours... _hey, should they collapse?"

A large group of family guards surrounded the complacent Joe, and a group of people hurriedly went downstairs, through the large courtyard of the police station, and down the stone steps. The black jail of the police station.

In the dark prison that was originally noisy, there was a tsunami-like sound of abuse and curse.

After that, the dull sound of the baton touching the flesh continued to sound, and the noise in the dark prison quickly quieted down.

Compared with the high-spirited and vigorous Joe, in the alleys of Tulum Harbor, Messingrad, who is cold and trembling, is like a frightened little bunny, looking back three steps Running in small steps in the alley.

From early morning to afternoon, he went to more than 20 Welsh homes and strongholds.

All industries, including high-end hotels, clubs, and restaurants, have been sealed off. Military police are standing at the front and back doors. Through the magnificent glass windows, Messingrad saw that in the halls of those industries, the managers and waiters hired by the family were restricted in their freedom of movement, sitting there blankly, accepting interrogation by some black clothed persons.

These legitimate industries are okay. These employees are only cooperating with the investigation and have not suffered personal injury.

And those not very legitimate strongholds, such as the dens gathered by the fox gang, some extremely secret dens dedicated to shelter evil people and accept wrongdoing, and some even the ordinary clansman of the Wells family The secret strongholds that I dont know have been pulled up by the roots.

There are obvious signs of fighting in many places, blood stained everywhere, and beaten up everywhere.

"Damn, damn...Where else, where else?" Messingrad gasped hard and ran forward blankly.

Patriarch Mordel didnt know where, his father and other clansman were thrown into the black jail, the familys property was sealed up, various strongholds were uprooted, and his henchmans were shot dead in the street...

Messingrad only feels Heaven and Earth is big, but he has nowhere to stay.

Messingrad, who has just entered the navy internship and has just received the rank of warrant officer, is like a poor cub. While running at small steps, his heart is sour inexplicably, two lines of tears slipped down. .

In Tulum Port, it is almost hidden the sky with one hand, enough to call the wind and summon the rain. How can the Welsh family be so degraded in just a few days?

That female devil from Jiasijia, how dare she? How dare you?

The Wells family not only represents the natives of Tulum Harbor and Jiasijia Island. In recent years, they have also turned to the powerful figures of the empire and have a strong backing.

Duke Rose, how dare she do this?

"Where am I going?" In the final analysis, Messingrad is just a young master of the Wells family. When the family changed drastically, without the support of family elder, he had no idea. How to deal with it.

"Poor child, I feel the confusion and despair on you."

A gentle and warm voice suddenly sounded behind Messingrad.

Messingrad shivered suddenly in fright, rushed forward seven or eight steps, then turned back and shouted: "Who?"

A white robe, all over Loren Archbishop seems to be standing in the alley, with a kind smile on his face: "Messingrad, don't be afraid, my lord will not give up any devout believer."

< p>"When you find that you have nowhere to go, you will be surprised to find that my lord has opened a new door for you."

"Messingrad, when you When you feel that the whole world has abandoned you and is full of malice towards you, would you be willing to be my lords waiter and give everything to spread the brilliance of my lord throughout MiddleLand?"

Lorren Archbishop flashes on her body With faint rays of light, warm and majestic, as if the real body of'Mu' has come, making the whole alley become sacred and abnormal.

"I would like to be my lord's waiter." Messingrad exhaled heavily and knelt before Loren Archbishop.

"Very well, come with me. Todays Tulum Port, at least St. Hilds Cathedral, is safe."

Lorren Archbishop took out one from his sleeve A light and thin white cloak made of silk was gently handed to Messingrad.