"All the people were brought back?"

"Brought it back."

"What has been delayed for so long?"

"The thugs on the back third street, they are worried about their business, and they have been blocking the door."

"Aren't they afraid of death?"

"At first I was worried about getting into big trouble, but then I thought it was a stupid idea."

Hearing this, Rackmond nodded in satisfaction.

"I didn't think it would be that easy, but I didn't expect you to be caught as soon as you got out of the horse...... Sheriff Reka is really young and promising. ”

Reka nodded and said.

"Lord Commander-in-Chief has praised me falsely, I have been on Ninth Street before, and I know how to deal with the untouchables of the Third Street."

"Spent time on Ninth Street?"

Rackmond seemed interested, "When?" ”

Rayka paused, looking embarrassed.

"From the time I graduated from the police academy until 224, I stayed on Ninth Street."

"Is that so?"

Rackmond casually asked, "Then you must know Oreo Plavor, right?" ”

"Of course I know,"

Reika quickly replied, "He used to live on Ninth Street, too, and I had a lot of dealings with him because he was in arrears of rent. ”

"Are you in arrears of rent?"

Rackmond scoffed, "It seems that the burden of urging the rent was on Sheriff Reka's head at that time. ”

"Yes......"

Reka said with a wry smile, "He's just too tough. ”

Rackmond smiled, and then the conversation changed.

"So what is he doing on Back 3rd Street now?"

Reka rolled her eyes.

"He now runs a detective agency on Hou 3rd Street, mainly doing chores for those people on Hou 3rd Street, and acting as a legal adviser or something...... He used to be a nobleman, and I don't know why he got to where he got there. ”

Rackmond sat back, sitting in Eden's chair with the pajamas of the former City Patrol chief hanging from the back.

"yes, he wasn't ordinary."

After sighing at this, Rackmond put on a serious expression.

"Sheriff Reka, the celebration day is just around the corner, but there is always a force in the underground of Turin, and Eden's death has nothing to do with them."

Reka whispered.

"Lord Commander-in-Chief, as you know, there are many shadows of nobles behind that force, and Director Eden is an upright man, and even he doesn't dare to offend those people easily."

"That's right."

Rackmond nodded, "Eden's death is a warning from the underground forces to the City Patrol Bureau, and it is also a provocation to the Imperial Palace, and it is for this reason that His Majesty the Emperor asked me to investigate this matter thoroughly."

Before the celebration day, we must uproot that underground force, no matter what the cost. ”

Reka replied in a loud voice.

"Lord Commander, I'm going to interrogate those prostitutes and dig out the real culprit who killed Director Eden!"

"Good work."

Rackmond clasped his hands in front of him with a serious expression, "When this is over, the best performing sheriff will become the acting chief of the City Patrol." ”

He paused, then let out a meaningful exclamation.

"Reka, I'm optimistic about you."

Although he pretended to be calm, Reka still did not hide his joy, and his voice trembled with excitement.

"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief, I will definitely do my best."

Rackmond nodded slightly, reaching for a dossier.

"Alright, let's go."

Reka nodded, and he retreated backwards to the door before turning to go out.

As he looked up, he vaguely noticed Rackmond's eyes, which were calm, but far from kind.

Maybe this is the big guy.

Reka smacked her mouth and walked down the stairs.

When there was no one around, Reka spat at the wall.

"Old fox, do you want to play Lao Tzu's words too?"

After venting, he adjusted his police uniform and strode into the prison.

As mentioned earlier, they abducted almost half of the prostitutes on the back three streets, so the prison was already overcrowded.

"This, this, and this, all brought to the interrogation room."

Reka picks a few sturdy prostitutes at random, and then directs his men to arrest them.

The prostitutes are well aware of the methods of the City Patrol, and Sheriff Reka is even more notorious.

Seeing that the interrogation was about to begin, the prostitutes showed nervous expressions, and several of the selected prostitutes screamed.

"What are you yelling about, and you won't die!"

Reka stopped the weeping prostitutes and commanded his men.

"Can't even handle a woman, hurry up and bring it out!"

The officers subdued a prostitute in pairs and lined up to follow Reka.

There was a lawn between the detention center and the interrogation room, and before he could reach the interrogation room, Reka smelled a strong aroma of coffee.

For the sheriff of the City Patrol, the scent often represents the beginning of a long night.

Several sheriffs waited at the door of the interrogation room to chat, and when they saw the string of women, the sheriffs turned around in unison and walked into their respective interrogation rooms.

Reka picks the woman who looks the most resistant, and walks into the first interrogation room.

After sitting down in the interrogation chair, the prostitute trembled like chaff, but she finally calmed down with the reassurance of the two female police officers.

Reka sat down across from her, quill in hand and a stack of blank files.

He yawned before speaking.

"What's your name?"

"Linda ......"

She stretched out her tail and sounded terrified.

Reka asked nonchalantly.

"Do you know Hilda?"

Hilda is a well-known prostitute on the back 3rd street, she is an ugly girl, and later marries into a wealthy family by chance, and almost every prostitute sees her as a representative of shit luck.

Linda nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, what's wrong with Sida, is she dead?"

Hearing the anticipation in Linda's words, Reka couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"It's not like she's dead, it's just that she said you might know what Director Eden died for."

"Director Eden......"

Eden's death would have been a happy event, but sitting in the interrogation room, Linda was really not happy, and she shrunk her neck.

"Sheriff, you're making such a big deal to investigate Director Eden's death? But what does this have to do with us? ”

Reka was silent, as if in thought.

But in the next moment, his thunderous voice rang out.

"I'm just asking you if you know which prostitutes Eden's death is connected to! Instead of asking you to talk to me! If you know something, answer me quickly! If you don't answer, just wait to eat your fist! ”

Linda shook her head in a panic.

"I don't know, how can I possibly know why Director Eden died!"

"I knew you wouldn't speak so easily!"

Reka stood up, rubbing his wrists as he walked towards Linda.

"Pull her up for me!"

The two policewomen hesitated for a moment, and finally set Linda up one left and one right.

The busty woman writhed, her face full of fear.

"What are you going to do!"

"What do you say?"

Reka twisted his neck, then threw a punch.