Chapter 52

Grimace shopkeeper, disappeared in silence on the way.

He told Joe that he had to call on the children to look for the missing girls.

After a rough investigation by the sparrow Gang, after the mid autumn massacre, more than 30 girls aged 10 to 16 were missing in several streets around yaolu street.

This news made Joe feel inexplicably heavy. Even the joy of getting Yanan's confession and getting the survey data was completely suppressed.

So when he got back to the front door of his house, Joe's face was gloomy, as if he had been robbed of ten thousand gold marks in the street.

With a big cigar in his mouth and surrounded by a group of guards, Hessen stood in the middle of the gate with his hands gently patting his beer belly. When he saw Joe coming down from a four wheeled carriage, he "Gaga" and welcomed him with open arms.

Joe held the heavy briefcase in one hand, and the other hand opened, and Hessen hugged him hard.

The father and son pressed their cheeks heavily, and the round cheeks collided with each other, making a crisp clapping sound.

"This is it, that thing?" Hessen let go of his arm and looked directly at the briefcase in Joe's hand. When Joe went to palm street, he had sent someone to rush home in advance and told Hessen the details of the traction ditch.

"That's it, father Damn it, they have a sub fleet squatting in the southwest corner of Garcia Joe's heart is very heavy: "according to my judgment, that major general Agassi, probably also died in the pink Mermaid."

Joe frowned tightly: "they will revenge, but I don't know how they will retaliate."

He looked at Hessen a little nervously: "now I can understand why Yanan's fool shot me in the street. The navy of the kingdom of St. HIA will pursue this thing with all its might, and the navy of the Empire of Durham will pursue it like a mad dog. Even... "

Hessen sneered. He took the briefcase in Joe's hand and said in a deep voice: "countries that know that this information exists will be moved. It will be a great danger to anyone who has it. "

"Only if you give it to the right person, the Ritu family will be safe, and there will be no less than one credit that should belong to you and the benefits that should belong to the Rittal family." Slapping the briefcase in his hand, Hessen whistled: "but your father, master Hessen, happens to know some right people."

"Go and have a rest. You are tired these two days." Hessen patted Joe's big belly: "go to rest, son. Look at you. You are a little thin. Liya will be sad."

"Keep your spirits up and go out with me tomorrow." Hessen grinned.

Joe took off Hessen's cigar from the corner of his mouth, put it into his mouth, took two strong puffs, puffed out a cigarette ring, and then shook off his hands and waddled into his house.

Nearby small shrubs from a burst of sound, a few large mastiff dog sneaked out, butting up to Joe's side, big tongue, to him.

Joe slapped these big guys on the head, playing with them, all the way to the front of the main building, mastiff dogs wagging their tail, in the main building door issued a low sob, and then quickly turned away.

These big guys remember clearly that there are two "good brothers" of Joe and gorkin in the main building, and there is also a generous "irregular feeder" like Weima. The problem is that there is a "violent iceberg girl" with a small mallet!

They don't want to be kicked by Tifa any more. They run as far as they can.

Standing at the door of the main building, he looked at the window of Liya, Tifa and Weima's room. Joe looked at the time again, shook his head, and walked back to his room.

Comfortable to take a hot bath, in front of the huge dressing mirror, Joe gently tore off his upper body more than 100 small centipede like blood scabs. The lower part of the wound has been completely healed.

Joe snorted, "Myers."

Joe was relieved at the thought of Myers' doomed fate.

This kind of high sounding slogans, but it is really for personal interests of the guy, his best end, of course, is to feed the fish!

With his dirty and depraved body, he fattened the stormy sea fish, and made a modest contribution to the fishing resources of the dren empire. This is of course the best ending for a man like Myers.

Clean and clean, there is no hypocrite in the world!

After a night of silence, Joe was in a deep sleep.

While Joe was sleeping, Hessen took Joe's special investigation team's ID card and a group of people to secretly visit several places in port Tulun.

When a little white fish belly appeared on the eastern sea level, a large fleet quietly bypassed the point of Yinniu cape and entered the inner sea of port Tulun, and finally landed at new wharf No.3.

In iron gray uniforms, the army of imperial soldiers, with their sharp breath, landed on the shore, and then marched into the downtown area of port Tulun.

There are more than 40 warships, led by two old class I battleships, with three class II battleships, five class III battleships, and more than a dozen large frigates, they directly formed a linear artillery array, and laid anchor on the sea surface near the new dock No.3.On the masts of these warships, huge flags fluttered with the wind. On the flag, not the shield emblem of the battle ship Hydra of the German Empire Navy, but on the virtual shadow of a small island, there was a coat of arms with a bloody azaleas in full bloom.

There is no doubt that this is a private fleet of nobles. The strength of this fleet is much stronger than that of the local fleet in port Tulun.

They set up a linear artillery array near the new dock No. 3, which directly sealed the local fleet of port Tulun and the Naval Academy of port Tulun on the shore, which posed the most direct threat to the old fort.

A liaison officer of the local fleet of port Tulun boarded the ship and questioned that he soon rolled down the flagship of this fleet with swollen cheeks.

When Joe woke up the next morning, he poured three basic strength potions and practiced breathing method. He was sweating profusely. After taking another bath, he felt full of energy and strength almost came from every pore.

The crimson curtain of light lit up in front of my eyes. There was no change in other information except for the slight adjustment of the energy level.

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energy level: sea of strength (normal state: 0.098%) (perfect state: 0.0033%) (physical strength: 75000 pounds)

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joton was stunned.

This is the second time for him to practice breathing method, and the training time is not long, only one hour. But his progress of energy sea, discard the so-called perfect state, and watch his normal state progress.

Before that, it was only 0.033%, but this time, it has increased to 0.098%.

Progress, far more than Laplacian said.

"Laplacian." Joe whispered Laplacian's name.

"What can I say? Of course I know why you have been promoted so fast But, as the old saying goes, knowledge is priceless, money is valuable. " "I want to know why, well, this knowledge, ten thousand gold marks, I think it makes sense," Laplace said with a sly low smile

Joe snorted coldly.

His pupil suddenly turned crimson. Deep in his pupil, the magic circle of three circles and six pointed stars was slowly rotating. He said the following words completely out of instinct.

"Fighting, killing, and the resulting death and fear, all tangible and intangible, but everything related to violence, whether it is the physical existence that can be touched by the body, or the idealism that the human body cannot perceive."

"When I am, it's for me. Because I am scarlet

Joe murmured, "fighting, violence, killing, death, and the fear, famine, pestilence, desolation that it causes Will give me strength. Am I an ominous being? "

Some inexplicable fragments came to Joe's mind. Some scattered pictures, let Joe feel some discomfort. But soon the discomfort disappeared.

"Laplacian, am I an ominous being?"

Laplaci was silent for a while, and the sound of his pipe smoking came to Joe's mind.

"Ominous? How can it be. " Laplaci was silent for another moment, and then he sighed, "well, I can tell you that you are a person. You are noble."

"What is" personality " "Ten thousand gold marks, thank you!" laplaci said

Joe snorted. He came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a large towel, across the bedroom and into the cloakroom. He yelled, and seven or eight little maids trotted in like nimble sparrows, busily putting on a neat new uniform for him.

"I have no money I'll wait until I get rich. " Murmured Joe vaguely.

But he didn't have any way to ask the scales, including the money.

"You can be rich. The safe last night, according to the market value, put aside the crystal ball, the paper money and the gold nuggets. The total value is 1.573.775 gold marks, 21 silver finnies, 13 fountain sous Once again, Laplacian thought about Verona's little vault.

"I don't want to get into trouble." Joe simply rejected the guy: "besides, I'm a policeman, I'm not a burglar prying into a safe."

Joe waved away the ladies who were around him. He grabbed the leaded copper police baton which was leaning on the shoe rack and hung it on the belt. He hung two filled double barrel firecrackers behind the belt. In the hot eyes of the maids, he walked out of his room majestically.

More than 300 armed guards, surrounded by an enlarged four wheeled carriage, left the half mountain area at high speed.

When the bells of St. Hilde's Cathedral struck the tenth, Joe and Hessen, with ten guards, pushed the door of the meeting room on the second floor of the naval club.

At the same time, many great people in port Tulun looked back. Hessen slapped the briefcase on the long conference table, then pushed it forward, and pushed it straight to the other end of the conference table. There was a gorgeous and charming lady sitting like a bloody azaleas.

"Gentlemen, my son, the outstanding example of port Toulon police station, the brave and fearless Joe Jone Vito, has made a great discovery."Hessen yelled: "there is no doubt that Joe made the first contribution to the special investigation team of the mid autumn massacre. Moreover, I believe that this contribution is unexpected to you and will definitely exceed your imagination

There was a scream, and, as on that day, hyneville, who was sitting at the conference table, jumped up and grabbed at the briefcase that was sliding fast on the table.

"Presumptuous!" Instead of dant è s that day, at the end of the conference table, the beautiful lady, sitting at the bottom of the Queen's throne, snorted coldly.

A heavy slap in the face.

Hainiwei jumps up like a petrel after being shot. She falls in the corner of the meeting room in a whirl, hitting her head and blood. She faints without humming.

Joe subconsciously put out his tongue and said, "Wow," this is really a big man!

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