Guilty Records

Tang Zhibai reluctantly left the pier until the cargo ship was engulfed by thick fog and disappeared in the distant sea.

Maybe? Maybe it was because of excessive sadness. When I got home, I fell asleep in the car. Louis put his arms around him expressionlessly, turned on the air conditioner and covered him with a blanket, trying to make Tang Zhibai sleep more comfortably. .

The vehicle drove for a while, and the street that should have been quiet at two o'clock in the morning was brightly lit with torches by a bunch of policemen, and even blocked the road, causing a lot of noise.

The residents have long been used to it, but they just curl up at home and dare not open the doors and windows.

Although there were very few vehicles in the early hours of the morning, there were still people dealing with emergency matters on the main road who had to leave from time to time, so they were blocked outside the blockade by a series of traffic.

The police were fierce in front of them like toubobs, yelling at all the vehicles and pedestrians, passing by and even driving to check one by one. No one wanted to cause trouble, and many people got out of the car dejectedly for inspection.

Wasn't it noisy?, Tang Zhi? Bai was unconscious in Lu Yi's arms, and Lu Yi looked forward and said calmly, "What's going on?"

"I'll get out of the car to take a look." Neil, who was sitting in the front seat, also didn't understand, so he quickly got out of the car to check.

After a long while, he came back to look at the sleeping man in the back row, consciously lowered his voice, and said with contempt, "On the surface, he was arresting criminals, but in fact, they belonged to Duke Hill's family today? A few black slaves escaped, so These watchdogs are the ones who search so hard, now all non-white people in London will be taken to the police station for review, and now even the cars of white people will be searched."

A gleam of coldness flashed in Louis' eyes, "Is that the Hill family who trafficked people?"

Neil nodded, "It's their home."

"It's really a big deal to incite the police to block the road on the main road." Louis' words? Very indifferent.

Neil tentatively said, "Mr. Tang is still in the car, do you want us to talk to the police...?"

Louis looked down at the man who was sleeping soundly in his arms, pulled the blanket for him, and said coldly, "We can't do anything today."

Neil had no choice but to give up and wanted to get in the car, but he opened the car door. Because he had stood outside for too long, he felt a lot of cold air on his body, and a gust of cold wind poured in. Louis immediately said mercilessly, "You, go and sit in the front."

"..."

He really didn't want to ride in a car with that pervert Morris!

Neil had no choice but to close the door aggrievedly, and ran to the front.

The queue of vehicles at night was not long, and within a few minutes it was Louis' turn to sit in this car.

In front of them, Neil, Gary and others got out of the car at the same time and smoked. More than a dozen people intentionally or unintentionally exposed their pistols at their waists, and glanced at the police from time to time.

The little policemen were so startled that they didn't even dare to enter the car, so they sneaked up and called the boss.

The temperature difference between the inside and outside of the vehicle was too large, and the glass was covered with a thick layer of fog. Someone knocked on the window. The driver glanced at Louis and slowly opened the window after receiving an order.

"Oh, old acquaintance, M. Louis Anjou."

The voice was full of ruffian and indecency, and there was also a weird smile.

"Evans." Louis looked at him coldly, without even addressing him, "Do you want me to get out of the car and accept your???? inspection."

"Where would you dare?" Evans was not at all afraid of this feared man in the underworld. He even took off the policeman and saluted him. He seemed to glance at the man leaning on Louis. , Although the whole body is wrapped up and can't see anything, but who else can be so close to Louis Anjou?

He teased, "I just think it's a coincidence."

"Then I hope Mr. Evans will always have such good luck." After finishing speaking, Louis closed the window indifferently.

I have never seen the big guy before, and the little policeman next to me looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.

Only Evans's smile remained unchanged, he raised his hand to let go, and looked at the few black cars on the road that were gradually moving away? Man, no one seems to know what he's thinking.

At this time, Sergeant Wilson Fergus, who was stationed on the other side of the street, rushed over aggressively and charged with a large group of people when he heard the news, "Evans! How dare you let the vehicle go without searching?! "The thick flesh on his face was trembling layer by layer because of the violent running over, his face was as red as a pickled pig's head, and he was still panting heavily. He braced his back and glared at Evans.

"No, the man hasn't gone far yet." Evans shrugged and pointed in the direction, "If Chief Wilson drives to chase now, he will be able to catch up. Of course, the search of Louis Anjou's? Vehicle, this credit Report it up, it's entirely your own? credit, don't mention my? name, it has nothing to do with all of us."

His voice was cold at the end, and the policemen behind him were not friendly and looked at Wilson. The two had been at odds for a long time in the police station, but the world was divided equally. And Wilson belongs to the old school of aristocratic forces, and if he can win the opportunity to ridicule the opponent, Wilson will of course spare no effort to suppress this country bumpkin from Italy!

But he froze when he heard the name, and muttered in embarrassment, "Louis Anjou...the one who is active in the Clinton District?"

Evans smiled sarcastically, "It seems that Chief Wilson's? Tiger and leopard ambition? But that's all."

After speaking, he turned around and left with his men.

Wilson was left standing there stiffly, looking at Evans' back with hatred, clenched his fists, and roared viciously in his heart: Damn it? Evans!But a stupid? Hillbilly, dare to challenge him now!

And that Anjou family, that group of guys, are just piles of bastards who popped out of the mud in the slums, and now they can show off their power over the nobles. One day, he will make them all look good!

……

In June, the summer was so hot that the farmland began to suffer severe drought. The agricultural products grown by the farmers were in vain for a year due to lack of water.

After the closure of the city, although it was difficult for refugees to come in, they couldn't get out. A large number of homeless people who were wandering in the city were starved to death on street corners. Because of the large number of people, the police had to use carts to pile up the bodies. Together, under the scorching heat, the pushing of corpses is prone to plague, and the smell of flies and corpses lingers throughout the city of London.

For a while, this became a big headache for the royal family, who wouldn't? He didn't want to have the smell of corpses outside his house all day long.

Later, due to the intervention of the police station, the large number of original refugees and homeless people on the street were almost all cleaned up. No one knew where they went. They seemed to disappear out of thin air. The simple sheds were all demolished violently, and the basic order on the street began to gradually restore.

But even when the weather gets warmer, the hearts of ordinary residents are still trembling, as if under a spell, no one dares to go out easily, because they all know that the disappearance of these people is not like the news in the newspapers. What does it say? It sounds so good: the queen finds a place for them to settle in a barren village, and everyone can get wealth because of their hard work.

Especially recently, not only refugees and vagrants are missing in the city, but even those people of color are constantly disappearing. Even if someone reports the crime, the police station? People panic.

Now, even the business of the Anjou family, which is a prison, is harassed by the "royal guards" who come to the door from time to time. Although they don't fear these "soldiers" who have their own appearance, how many times do the flies come around? Too much, too? Always annoying.

Just like what Louis said, when the country was at war, this stupid and ignorant? queen took advantage of this opportunity? to eliminate dissidents, consolidate the regime, and deliberately connive and stir up civil strife. She is really an ignorant? woman.

Gallet slammed the table in annoyance!

He said impatiently, "Just let them go! Every time the bastards come here, they want to get some benefits. Are we being taken advantage of? Why not treat them like God? Next time, go directly to Morris and see if they have the guts to come next time. "

They are lazy and unruly people. Although they usually restrain themselves in front of Anru, which is much better than before, but when they get angry, they will still show their true colors.But Louis didn't care about these things for his own people, and just listened to their quarrel indifferently at the moment.

A few words? The boss didn't offend, but offended the other one.

Morris pushed his glasses and said with a faint smile, "Mr. Gallet, what do you mean?"

The cold swish? One word? It made Jia Lie shudder, and he stole a dying glance at Morris, and the whole person was immediately frightened.

Neil next to him slapped him on the head!He laughed and scolded: "Stinky little boy!" He didn't dare to speak up for him, because he was also afraid of Morris.

I had no choice but to change the topic, "Those policemen come here every day, don't they just suspect that we have something to do with those fleeing blacks? Bah! I have been doing immoral things all day long and I can't look down on people, so now I am sniffing around Fishy smell. Sooner or later, they will be condemned by God! Those homeless people in the urban area are not enough for them to sell? How many times have you tried to reach into our Clinton area? As long as I dare to come one day, I will definitely kill them one by one!"

Gallech said, "Human trafficking makes so much money? It's a miracle that even the royal family got involved behind the scenes."

Morris sipped his tea and explained, "Businesses that are comparable to gold flow, the treasury can't make ends meet. Naturally, we need to find some more profitable business to plug the gap of the war. Moreover, black slaves are stronger and more likely to leave alive. To the other side of the ocean, of course they like it."

Gary smacked his mouth twice with emotion, but Louis gave him a flat look, and the hairs on his back stood on end at this glance!

Almost didn't let him get under the table, and I was used to sighing a few times, nothing else at all? Meaning!

He wanted to cry without tears!Whoever provoked someone today, why are the two Buddhas venting their anger on him...

He stood up hesitantly, "I'll go take a look outside." After speaking, he opened the door and went out. Outside the door was a smoky? The development of the area is much more prosperous than before.

Because the merchants here don't have to pay high taxes to the country, but also pay taxes to the royal family. They only need to pay a certain amount of protection fees to Anjou every month, so they don't have to worry about safety at all. Few people have moved here to do business.

Looking at the dejected back, the Morris lens flickered under the light refraction, he laughed and cursed in his heart: It deserves it!

The author has something to say: Since the update was resumed, the first time I earned two QAQs on the same day

congratulations!Congratulations, make persistent efforts and good luck