The arrival of the Persian ambassador had apparently put great pressure on the poor police chief, Mr. Kianush. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's not a matter of not apologizing, sir." Although Kianusz's face was rather pale, he still tried to argue, "This is a crime, someone killed the Soviet envoy in my jurisdiction, I must deal with this matter fairly and effectively!" If you kill someone, you will pay for your life."

"But the embassy district up front is not under your jurisdiction, Mr. Chief of Police, and there is a foreign embassy - the equivalent of a foreign territory!" "That's not your jurisdiction—you don't even have the right to enter it, let alone arrest it." ”

"I ...... I'm here to negotiate with you, can't that be? "Kianusz is a little incoherent.

I looked at the pot-bellied man in front of me and sighed, how the hell did he get into this position? Even if it's a waste of firewood, there should be a limit. And in roles like the chief of police, isn't it always their forte?

"Even if you want to send someone to negotiate, you will also send an official from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs here. Could it be that in your Mughals, negotiating with foreign envoys is also part of the daily work of the police station? ”

Lu Zhengxiang tugged at the corner of my clothes, and then said to me in a voice that seemed to be low but could actually be heard by anyone: "Zishu, you don't know this, dealing with the staff of foreign embassies is indeed one of the daily tasks of the Delhi Police Department, because there are often Delhi people running to the streets of the embassy district to urinate, and a considerable part of their police station is used to help us arrest those criminals who are not hygienic. ”

Lu Zhengxiang's words attracted everyone's laughter in unison,

Kianusz's face turned red, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he argued: "There is no shame in the matter of arresting criminals!" Can it be considered a shame to uphold the law? ”

Then he muttered, "This is our often glorious vocation, our sacred mission." Even if a significant portion of the working hours are spent hunting down unhygienic guys, that's right! Since His Majesty the Sultan has promulgated such a law, his policy must be enforced, even if it will take up ninety percent of our working time! ”

This is also a joke that is widely circulated in Daming. The Mughal rulers, lamented by the poor state of public hygiene, built 30,000 public toilets and a matching sewer system in the city, but no one wanted to visit them. Even Kshatriyas or Brahmins often ignore the Sultan's "neurotic laws." ”

Alas, poor thing. I shook my head slightly, although I have compassion, but what to do or what to do, I will never do anything that deviates from my sanity at a critical moment - what? What do you say about Anastasia? I'm sorry, I didn't hear you clearly, can you please say it again?

"I say, Mr. Kianush, if you really want to catch the murderer in this case, you should catch her before she accepts asylum from a foreign embassy. Now, I can only ask you to go back and report to your Sultan, and ask him to send a figure of the level of foreign minister to discuss this matter specifically. I smiled and covered my smile with a folding fan - I was afraid that my sinister smile would scare him.

What the? Where did the folding fan come from? Of course, I took it from the embassy, but in a hot and humid place like the South Asian subcontinent, how can you live without a fan!

Beads of sweat slowly seeped out of Kianush's fat face, which was full of fat: "That, Ambassador Lu, and this ......"

"Zhen Xiaoren." I snorted and twisted my head back. This groveling appearance is disgusting, to me, I have never known what kneeling and licking others are—and you must believe me this time, gentlemen! I never lie!

"Well, Mr. Zhen, can we go find a place to talk in detail?" Chianusz forced out a smile - even if it was more ugly than crying, "Everything can be discussed, I still have a little bit of family background in Chianusz, that ......"

Looking at his face, which is more ugly than the pork head meat in sauce, I am embarrassed to remind him: you should put this kind of unspeakable PY transaction behind the people! Is this something that can be talked about in public?! Or had the Mughal rule become corrupt to the point where it turned a blind eye to such problems?

Lu Zhengxiang coughed: "Mr. Kianush, I think you should go back, the Persian ambassador is also beside you." ”

The Persian ambassador smiled appropriately at this point.

"Mr. Habibullah!" There was a hint of flattery on Kianusz's face.

"Please go back, this matter is already known to His Majesty Shah, and I can no longer help you in any way. If you are a Persian national, then I will help you out of personal friendship. It's a pity that you are no longer a Persian. Habibullah's face was full of regret - well, he had a beard that I couldn't tell, but I read pity and disgust in his eyes.

"This matter has also been taken seriously by my Majesty the Great Tomorrow, so I can only say sorry, old man." Lu Zhengxiang stepped forward and patted Kianusz on the shoulder, then let out a long sigh of pretended grief, and turned his head in the direction of the Persian ambassador.

Kianusz sat down on the ground and cried: "Those damned lazy worms! A bastard with a thousand cuts! Isn't it that you don't have a corresponding surname, why don't you just give me a hurry to arrest the prisoner! Now that the prisoner has fled to the embassy, how can you tell me to explain to His Majesty the Sultan! Do you really want me to eat guns?! ”

Indians have a bad habit that a surname can only be used for one profession, and the division is very detailed, even in the police profession. No one would do something that is not their job, even if they are idle.

What a pathetic fellow. Good Persians don't have to join the foreigners, and now they regret it, right?

"Habibullah, my friend, I am lucky to see you at such a time." Lu Zhengxiang put his right hand on his left chest, bent down and bowed, and performed a standard MSL meeting etiquette.

"Lu, I'm very happy today -- especially when I hear the news that those godless Soviet devils have been blown up." Habibullah smiled back, "But I think for the sake of our friendship, you should explain to us why the employees of our embassy went to assassinate the Soviet envoy." ”

"Of course, this way, please." Lu Zhengxiang made a welcoming gesture to Habibullabi, "I have prepared your favorite Indian black tea for you." ”

"Oh, that's great." Habibullah smiled slightly and stepped onto the steps of the Ming embassy in the Mughals.