I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

On the deck of the Clover, looking at the port pier in the distance, Joyce sighed excitedly: The steam is on, we are back, and we have finally arrived at Smart Port.

Sifa, who was standing beside him, was equally agitated, but at least on the surface, he could still remain calm.

It's really not easy to walk this way.

They experienced storms at sea, lost their way, and passed various tests before they arrived at the port smoothly.

Anyone who sees the land now has the urge to pounce on the ground and kiss it.

After the Clover entered port, before people had time to disembark. On the deck, Sifa saw a team of policemen rushing in from the pier. They were wearing black uniforms with white checks and soft hats with badges, with nervous expressions.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere on board became tense.

The captain said calmly: Everyone, don't act rashly, stay where you are, and let me communicate with the police officers.

Xifa also stood up: My identity should be of some use.

The captain nodded. At this time, the police had already boarded the ship. They skillfully formed a group of three and started searching quickly. Among them, several teams of police came to the deck and came to the people.

A police officer with a black beard strode forward: I am Inspector Roy, what happened on this boat.

His epaulets are three silver six-pointed stars, in line with his status as an inspector.

He continued: We received news that the Clover was attacked shortly after leaving Kaiser Port, and someone saw the sign of the 'King of the Five Seas'.

But after that, you have no news for more than a month. During this time, what happened on the ship?

In addition, I have noticed. There are bloodstains on the ship that have not been completely cleaned, and there are traces left by bullets and long swords. Besides, why are there only so few people left on the ship?

One after another, the questions came crashing down like cannonballs, which reminded people of those bloody memories.

A few timid men were already pale, their fingers were trembling, and they said in a low voice: That's none of our business, it's none of our business.

Hearing these words, Inspector Roy's face became more solemn, making people frightened.

The captain coughed dryly: Officer, it's like this. After we were robbed by pirates, a terrible disaster happened on board.

He roughly described the internal strife and the disaster, which made the bearded inspector's heart sink.

The police department in Port Smart received news of the attack on the Clover more than half a month ago. Moreover, the family members of those passengers who returned home after the deadline have recently come to the police department to inquire about news.

Therefore, as soon as they received the news that the Clover had entered the port, the police rushed over.

As an experienced Roy, he was prepared for the worst. Unexpectedly, the situation was even worse than he had imagined.

Footsteps came one after another, and several police teams ran up to the deck and reported to Roy.

Sir, we found a large number of dead bodies. There were sailors and passengers on board.

Roy nodded solemnly, turned his gray-blue eyes, and looked at the captain: The matter is very serious. Before I figure out the cause of the whole matter, I hope you will cooperate.

Now, I need to take you away, please assist and cooperate with the investigation.

No!

A short, bearded man rushed in the direction of the gangway: I didn't commit a crime, I want to go home!

The captain called anxiously: Mr. Sigera, calm down.

Before he could call the gentleman back, two policemen rushed forward, beat Siglar with their batons, and pinned him to the ground.

Don't do this, please let him go. The captain hurried forward, but was stabbed in the stomach by a baton, making him unable to say the rest.

Hey, what are you doing!

Why beat people, we are not criminals!

The passengers got excited, among them, the round-faced youth Triss stood up and said: You can't treat us like this!

But he also took a stick from the police.

Seeing this, people became even more excited and rushed to find the police to explain.

Inspector Roy pulled out his pistol, pointed at the people and shouted, Stop! Stop them all!

The police also rushed up and beat the agitated passengers or sailors with batons, pushing them down on the deck, and many people were injured in the process.

Everyone calm down!

Keep restraint!

Sifa yelled, hoping that people would not be impulsive, but at this moment, his voice was completely drowned out.

A policeman rushed towards him, trying to grab him by the collar. Sifer instinctively slid back, letting the policeman miss him.

Don't resist!

The brown-eyed policeman roared, drew his pistol, and pointed it at Sifa.

Xifa could only raise his hand and said, Officer, I am

Before he could finish speaking, a tall policeman threw him down, pressed Sifa's head with his broad palm, and pressed his cheek tightly against the deck.

Anger, humiliation, shock, all kinds of emotions came to my heart. Xifa wanted to raise his head, but his face was pressed tightly, and only his right eye could see a very narrow line of vision.

He restrained himself from erupting violent emotions like a volcano, and shouted: Listen to me, officer! I am the son of Baron Byson Disraeli!

Please don't hurt me and the people on board, we will cooperate and assist in the investigation.

But the police ignored it at all, and the big man on top of Xifa shouted impatiently: Shut up, you are the son of the baron, then I am still His Royal Highness!

If you have anything to say, wait to talk to the judge! Now, get up for me.

Xifa was pulled up, and a piece of cloth was stuffed into his mouth. It was a handkerchief worn by some policeman, and the smell had nothing to do with freshness.

The riot on the deck was quickly brought under control, and people were taken away by the police, including Sifa, and finally thrown into a makeshift prison at the Port Smart Police Department.

In the cell full of people, Sifer took off the handkerchief from his mouth, rushed to the door and shouted: Officer! Police officer! I am Cifer Disraeli! My father is a baron. A telegram, I can pay!

A policeman came over and slammed on the cell door with a stick: Back back, don't make any noise!

Xifa quickly withdrew his hand and retreated helplessly. The development of the matter was completely different from what he had imagined. If he couldn't get in touch with his family, he didn't know what would happen next.

[Look, I knew that these curly-haired baboons would not cooperate with you. What are you going to do now, Li Zexi? 】

【I have an idea, let the pigs in this cell fight. As long as they fight, the police will come in and check. When the time came, we grabbed one of them, wrung his neck, took his gun and rushed out. 】

[We can do it. Just do it? Just do it. 】

[Just do it like this! 】

The corners of Xifa's mouth raised gradually and slightly