Chapter Sixty-Eight: Don't Blame Me Reka for Not Being Kind!
"It's over!"
With a hoarse roar, Oreo jerked off the bed.
He actually forgot to deal with Rackmond's business!
Oreo frantically touched himself, but luckily his shirt was still there.
Confirming this, he haphazardly slipped on his boots, then ripped his trench coat off the hanger, and ran downstairs as he dressed.
"Damn, damn it, damn Caron!"
He cursed indignantly, then ran to the nearby stable, and after giving the boss five copper coins, he led his horse out.
I unknowingly slept all afternoon, and now the sun is setting.
Not to mention the delay of the afternoon, it is now the time to commute to work, and the streets are crowded with people and horses, and I can barely move.
"Damn... What a damn one! ”
Oreo clutched the reins, his scarlet eyes staring at the crowd in front of him, a furious killing intent in his heart.
"Lord Pravor, are you awake?"
Just as Oreo was about to get out of control, Tamia's voice suddenly rang out, staring at Oreo's blood-red eyes, Tamia hesitated and said, "Haven't you woken up yet?" ”
Seeing Tamia, Oreo sobered up a little, and he said in a slow tone.
"Wake up."
"I'm in a hurry to go back to the back three streets, right, I heard that the commander-in-chief will make a big move."
Knowing what he was worried about, Tamia rolled over her horse, wrapped her arms around Oreo's waist, and yelled.
"The City Patrol Bureau, please avoid it quickly!"
Hearing this, the crowd confused for a moment, and then naturally parted ways.
"Thank you."
Oreo whispered a thank you, then slammed his horse's belly as the horse made its way through the crowd at medium speed.
Just a corner away from 10th Street, Oreo faintly heard the commotion, but he didn't know if it was his delusion.
Tamia said loudly.
"Looks like you're not too late."
"Phew."
Oreo nodded, then jerked the reins, and the horse's head was raised in the air, quickly coming to a halt in the alley.
He turned around and said.
"There must be someone from the City Patrol Bureau in front, it's inconvenient for you to come forward, let's go down first."
Tamia nodded, she quickly rolled over and dismounted, and then said uneasily.
"Reka is definitely here, I hope he can help you."
"It's not his turn to solve this kind of thing."
Oreo nodded and quickly left.
It was already completely dark, and when I turned the corner, there were countless figures with torches shaking at the end of the street.
Oreo frowned and stopped near Tenth Street.
The crowd ahead was chaotic, with the City Patrol men surrounding a group of prostitutes in the middle, while the thugs, led by Auggie, guarded the gate of Tenth Street, and it seemed that they had been facing each other for a long time.
The City Patrol weren't street hooligans who could be persuaded with their fists, so the machete in Auggie's hand had been replaced by the Turin method, and he held the heavy book in one hand as if he were holding a brick.
Hearing the sound of horses' hooves behind him, Augie glanced back.
Seeing Oreo, he nodded slightly, then turned his head as if nothing had happened, and continued to stare at the people of the City Patrol.
Reka had seen Oreo a long time ago, and he yawned, then pulled the horn from his waist and shouted at Auggie and the gang.
"It's night, and it's the time when the business on Housan Street is booming, and the City Patrol Bureau doesn't want to delay everyone's business.
We just asked the girls to go to the City Patrol Bureau to record their confessions, and it didn't take much time...... Besides, this is the meaning of the commander-in-chief, and I hope that you will cooperate. ”
Augie patted the Turin Method.
"We can understand if one or two girls cooperate, but if you take away half of the girls on the back three streets at once, we will never agree.
Sheriff Reka, do you want to violate the most sacred of Turin laws? ”
Seeing the two singing and harmonizing, Oreo had no doubt that they would be able to face off until next spring.
The people of the City Patrol would certainly not do such an act against the people, this must be what Rackmond meant, and he wanted to force himself to show up.
But what he didn't expect was that Reka, the most important sheriff of the City Patrol Bureau, was actually on his side, and he was as well-behaved as a sheep today, so these prostitutes could dry from afternoon to night.
"Detective Oreo!"
Reka suddenly stopped Oreo, his hands on his chest, his eyes cold.
"I've heard you occasionally work as a lawyer on Back 3rd Street?"
Oreo was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"Yes."
"That's right,"
Reka snorted coldly, "They use the Turin method to obstruct the normal search of the City Patrol Bureau, out of humanitarianism, we don't want to see casualties and conflicts, do you want to persuade everyone on the back three streets?" ”
"Sheriff Reka," Oreo said slowly,
"In the absence of evidence, there is no law that obliges citizens to cooperate with the investigation of the City Patrol, and this is only due to the duty of citizens of Turin......
But you have arrested these prostitutes for no reason, perhaps in violation of trade laws, human rights laws, and His Majesty Bedford's words to promote the development of the night economy. ”
As he spoke, Reka couldn't stop winking, and Oreo noticed this, so his tone became more and more high-pitched.
"It is true that it is the usual style of the City Patrol Bureau to arrest those involved in these clues, but have you ever thought that these people may be unaware, and under your inducement, these people will say unfavorable words to the suspect, and these things will be recognized as evidence by you.
This is indeed an efficient method of interrogation, but it is absolutely wrong.
Have you ever heard of the saying that the method is a seed, and the result is a big tree, and you can only plant the wrong tree with the wrong seed. ”
Oreo waved his top hat and continued.
"For this behavior of the City Patrol Bureau, I personally express my strong condemnation and strong protest!
Wait, if you dare to take these prostitutes, I promise you'll get into a lawsuit!" ”
Staring into Oreo's eyes, Reka silently pulled the pistol from his waist, and the muzzle of the black hole almost reached Oreo's mouth, which successfully made Oreo shut up.
He turned around and walked into the office with his head held high, not forgetting to add a sentence before closing the door.
"You're going to regret it!"
After watching Oreo leave, Reka turns his gun, points it at Auggie, and pulls the trigger.
With a bang, the torch in Auggie's hand snapped.
Without giving the thugs a chance to react, Reka waved his hand violently.
"Bring these prostitutes out of here, and don't blame me for being rude!"