Guilty Records

The man's thin lips touched lightly, with a touch of coldness, like a touch of water running down from the shoulders and neck, like a piece of snow-white rice paper being tainted with bright red.

Tang Zhibai was a little trembling, and wanted to refuse while breathing, but unfortunately holding the child, it seemed more like a refusal than a welcome.

Louis chuckled softly in his ear, pulled Ximo out of his hand, threw him on the bed, and pushed Tang Zhibai from behind on the soft thin quilt, as if trapped in a bed of pure white feathers, Tang Zhibai's hands were shackled by him At the back, his breathing was messy, "Don't, don't... Ximo is still... crying..."

Louis bit his shoulder lightly, causing him to convulse. Louis' voice was low, "As a child of the Anjou family, you can't be so delicate."

After all, focus on the movements of your hands, and never let Tang Zhibai have the opportunity to be influenced by the outside world.

The room is full of beautiful spring scenery, which makes people feel blushing and shy panting, and the temperature is rising.

The bed was huge, and Xiao Ximo, who had been crying beside him all the time, stopped crying wisely at this moment, and stared at the two of them curiously with a pair of big eyes...

Louis agrees that Tang Zhibai's raising children is already the limit, but if this incident affects his body, Louis is likely to throw Xiao Ximo out again.After being frightened a few times, Tang Zhibai had no choice but to follow the arrangement and hire a nanny, but the servants had to live together to take care of the children, and the small apartment must not be able to accommodate them now.

Nanny and servant? It's easy to find, but there are many people around Louis, and he doesn't like other people's intrusion into their privacy. So these two people have been cleaning up each other's rooms these years.Now because of Xiao Ximo's joining, there are so many children's utensils? It's almost too much to clean up. It's time to change to a bigger house.

Louis's people? They acted very quickly. When the winter snow was about to melt, they had already selected a villa in the suburbs, which was secluded and beautiful.

The key point is that Tang Zhibai really likes the row of cherry blossom trees in the garden. Now they are in full bloom, and the branches are full of pink. The little petals are winding and falling like a beautiful scene in a painting. It is really beautiful.

After moving to the suburbs, there were three servants who took care of the children together. Tang Zhibai's pressure was indeed reduced a lot, and he was no longer so tired.Not only can he take little Ximo to play every day, but he can also take care of Louis' daily life. It's a very quiet and comfortable life.

But different from the tranquility here, the outside world has changed drastically. Although he stays at home, Tang Zhibai occasionally gets a glimpse of "some" from the newspaper.

London April 4.

The British-Tsarist-Russian border war broke out completely. The war did not affect the central city at the beginning, but as time went on, the flames of war continued to heat up. The national conscription propaganda echoed on the streets every day, but the border victory never came. However, the number of refugees in the city began to increase, and a large number of wounded and disabled soldiers were also pulled back by large trucks.

Most of them were severely traumatized by wartime stress, wandering in bars all day decadent, and getting drunk on the streets.In the slums, the number of homeless people has increased sharply. The city of London, which was originally orderly on the surface, now often openly robs or rapes and plunders on the streets of the day.

During this time, I'm afraid that no one is stupid enough to dare to go out alone.

Due to the influence of the times, Louis Anjou's tobacco and alcohol business became more and more prosperous in the era of war. At the same time, the power of the London city gangster headed by him almost reached its peak.They replace the police to protect the order of one jurisdiction, secretly drug and medicine, and various businesses are getting bigger and bigger, and the flow of funds is increasing.

Louis did not restrict his freedom, but Tang Zhibai seldom went out because he had to take care of the children, and when he went out, he was either accompanied by Louis or guarded by bodyguards.

It can be seen that Louis has not shy away from him in business affairs.

On this day, Al called to ask him to meet? He said that he had something important to discuss with him.

The last time we parted, we hadn’t seen each other for more than half a year. Now that the society is in turmoil and each other’s family is busy, the two of them can no longer be carefree like they used to be in the college, just caring about playing, but this friendship between the two ? They are all cherished.Louis was not at home. He finished packing and went downstairs to look at little Ximo. He saw a servant? He was singing an ancient lullaby softly to lull him to sleep. See you, maid? He came in and wanted to get up and whispered, "Sir..."

Tang Zhibai gave a 'hush' to signal her not to use it. When he approached, he saw Ximo's round face sleeping? It was slightly reddish, and his small mouth would unconsciously open when he was asleep, opening and closing as he breathed, so cute and well-behaved? Like a little angel? , Tang Zhibai's heart was extremely soft, and he leaned over and kissed his forehead? Then he turned and went out.

As soon as the bodyguard standing guard at the door saw him, he drove over on his own initiative.

Under the setting sun, blood-colored dusk renders the sky.

The weather turned from warm to cold, Tang Zhibai pulled his scarf, feeling that the weather was weird.

Through the car window, he saw that the street was full of dull-looking homeless people. Many of them wandered like walking corpses. Some were begging and begging on the side of the street. Kneeling and sitting on the side of the street in ragged clothes.Such a hell on earth he had not seen in London for more than ten years.

Tang Zhibai frowned, feeling uncomfortable for a while. He knew that the current situation would last for a long time, but he was afraid that there would be more and more refugees...

The vehicle stopped at the entrance of a luxurious bar. Nowadays, many shops in London are affected by the war, and there are problems with the circulation of goods. Many owners cannot support the expensive transportation costs and have closed down.And this is a high-end club. It seems that there is an expert behind it? Supporting, it is actually booming in this troubled world.

There was a mother with a numb expression sitting at the door. She didn't beg or speak, so the security guards didn't drive her away. In winter, her feet were bare, her skin was yellow and chapped, and the blanket around her body was pulled away as much as possible. Warming the sleeping child in his arms, Tang Zhibai looked pitiful. Thinking of little Ximo, his heart softened, and he took out a pound and handed it to the mother.

The woman took it numbly without even saying thank you.

Tang Zhibai sighed, and was about to enter the door, but when he turned around, he bumped into a tall and burly man?!

He was knocked into a stagger, and the man quickly hugged his waist with his hands and eyes, which saved him from this indiscriminate disaster.

The bodyguard behind him was startled by this sudden situation? Immediately he put his hand into the pocket of his jacket, worried and vigilant: "Mr. Tang!"

"Good evening, little murderer." Joking words came from above his head.

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, Tang Zhibai raised his head in surprise? Looking at the man who supported him? He? He was tall and tall, and his brown eyes were full of jokes. He? Compared with the young people in the society, he looks much more mature and calm now.

But I haven't seen him for so many years, this person is still like this? Not serious.

Containing his surprise, Tang Zhibai waved his hand, "No, I know him."

Hearing that the bodyguards didn't dare to relax, they were a little surprised that Mr. Tang looked so good? Jing Jing would know these people?

Evans raised his eyebrows with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, the little murderer, your bodyguard is about to take out a pistol from his pocket and launch a cruel and merciless attack on my handsome and fit body. ? Sigh, how sad... I saved you, but you still want your subordinates to avenge you."

"..." Tang Zhibai was speechless.

"Captain Evans, no, it's Chief Evans now. I heard that you have become the leader of the police department. Congratulations. Unfortunately, I haven't seen you for many years? You still hate me like this!" Tang Zhibai said coldly, "Now, can you let me go?"

Evans shrugged and let him go.

Tang Zhibai didn't even look at him, turned around and entered the club.

Evans squinted his eyes and watched his back, then followed him.The inside and the outside are two different worlds. Under the enchanting lighting, all kinds of dignitaries are holding wine glasses and tasting expensive brandy. The smoke from cigarettes and cigars is lingering. Forget all the troubles in the cruel real world outside.

The choking smell of smoke made Tang Zhibai cough twice, and then he was led up to the second floor by the waiter.

Al was nowhere to be seen in the empty box. He looked down at the time on his watch and realized that he had come early. Remembering that Al was timid and it was not safe to mix fish and dragons in the club, he ordered the bodyguards following him Go pick up Al at the door.

At this time, the waiter brought a few bottles of wine. Tang Zhibai knew the goods very well. He knew that these bottles of wine were worth a lot just by looking at the bottle body and the label. He was puzzled and said, "Sorry for the mistake, I haven't ordered yet. ?”

The waiter smiled standardly, "Your Excellency, are there other guests? They are given to you by name, and the money has already been paid. Please rest assured to enjoy it."

"I saved you just now, but I don't recognize you in a blink of an eye? You really don't care about affection."

The grinning voice appeared next to him again, and Evans motioned to the waiter, and the waiter backed out, and even closed the door intimately.

Is he like this? Breaking in?Tang Zhibai couldn't believe it, so he stood up and said angrily, "Your Excellency Evans, do you have any relationship with me? You hit me just now."

Evans, who was scolded, didn't care. He stepped over and sat down, casually poured two glasses of wine, "Oh, I remember? At that time, everyone commented that you were an approachable, very easy-going gentleman. Unfortunately... What do you do? Every time you see me, it's like seeing a cat's mouse? It will explode, and your temper is still so? Irritable?"

Tang Zhibai was about to be laughed at by him, "Politeness depends on what is right? People. If I remember correctly, the first time we met, His Excellency Evans tried his best to prove that I was the one who killed Dave Caveto The murderer, and every time we meet or what? Murder? You try your best to pour dirty water on my head. Just now, you are still calling me a murderer."

"Oh, this thing..."

Evans drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, lowered his head and continued to pour it, with a wry smile, "I made a mistake."

Tang Zhibai was stunned, this time it was his turn to be surprised.

For so many years, every time Evans saw him, he was like a fighting cock, insisting on catching some of his speech loopholes and talking about the murder case.

This time, he actually denied it so easily?Seeing that he didn't speak, Tang Zhibai sat down dumbly and watched him gulp down those wines that were more expensive than gold, but wasted like drinking water.

Tang Zhibai couldn't help but mocked, "The rich and powerful used to live by reselling their properties, but His Excellency Evans was able to do the opposite because of his humble background. He has risen steadily in this world, so he must be the right? Power of the police department. Leader, there must be a lot of unjust, false and wrongly decided cases in your hands."

No wonder gentle people like Tang Zhibai began to mock him. These scumbags from the police station charge high protection fees everywhere, drive and beat the poor, and blackmail the nobles with wrong cases to get money. The wrong case can't be solved, so they go to arrest the homeless to take the blame, and the people complain and suffer unspeakably, these? The police are really absurd and have a bad reputation...

Evans shook his head? It didn't matter. "You don't understand, a living person sitting in this position who can talk? I'm not the only one? Also, isn't it based on these? Gray income, and us? Scapegoats, wipe your ass, what do you think? You guys "Can nobles live comfortably for so long?"

As he spoke, he glanced at him and raised his eyebrows perfunctorily.

"Oh, I forgot. After you injured the Duke of Norman and defected, you are no longer a nobleman... Yes, don't be surprised. I know that you did what the Duke of Norman did. It's useless to blame the Tsarist Russia. I won't tell you why you're nervous?"

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"what do you want to say in the end??"

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