Jin Junmei is too young to hide things in her heart, what joys, sorrows and sorrows immediately appeared on her face, and the old woman has long been accustomed to seeing human feelings, what Jin Junmei is thinking at the moment, how can she not guess?

So the old woman sighed beside Jin Junmei: "Eighty percent is because of the case on Rouge Street." ”

Although Jin Junmei only came to the police station yesterday to report for duty, the case on Rouge Street was quite influential, so she also knew everything.

Actually, it was last week.

Last week, there was a small carnival centered on Rouge Street, and on the second day after the carnival ended, the police found a corpse of Bichi who had been **, and the methods were very cruel, and the victim endured almost three hours of torture before dying.

The police quickly caught the murderer, but in fact, the murderer had no intention of escaping at all, but said to the police without fear: "Didn't you say that in the carnival in the metropolis, you can play whatever you want?" ”

The murderer's words are right, "you can play whatever you want" is indeed one of the slogans of the carnival, but this does not include deliberate harm to others, even if the other party is a Bichi.

But the police really can't do anything about the murderer, because the murderer is the second son of the first consul of the steel city-state, named Yukiyuki Shoda.

Less than two hours after the police arrested Yukiyuki Shoda, the foreign affairs agency of the Steel City-State sent someone to exercise diplomatic immunity and promise the Metropolitan Police that Yuyuki Shoda would be punished by law in the Steel City-State.

Jin Junmei was reminded by the old woman, and when he looked again, he found that the group of women not only surrounded Ah Jun, but several of them also helped him carry his luggage, including two long fishing bags. This is also a feature of the Metropolitan Floodplain, where many police officers or bounty hunters on duty like to carry their spears in their fishing bags.

"What are they ......" Since Jin Junmei came to the Metropolitan Police Station for an internship, he naturally did his homework, "Do they want to carry out the ultimate trial?" ”

The old woman nodded and said, "Yes, this is the privilege of the weak from God, and they have the right to do justice themselves. ”

Final Judgment, one of the characteristic laws of the Metropolitan Floodplain, gives victims the right to administer justice on their own if they feel they cannot get justice from the authorities, provided that they register with the police.

Therefore, although Shoda Yuyuki can get out of the hands of the Metropolitan Police with diplomatic immunity, the official has no right to stop this legitimate revenge against the people.

It's just that Yuyuki Shoda is now hiding in the foreign affairs agency of the Steel City-State in the metropolis, waiting for someone from the Steel City-State to pick him up. Since he wants to ensure his safety, the escort detachment sent by the Steel City-State must be the elite of the elite, and with Ah Jun's Fei Chai appearance, this is simply an impossible task.

Jin Jun's eyebrows were not worried about Ah Jun, but curious.

The old woman seemed to be full of confidence in Ah Jun, and sighed with great satisfaction: "Alas...... Now Ah Jun owes me a bit of a rent. ”

After speaking, she said to Jin Junmei again: "Look at me, I haven't introduced myself after talking to you for so long, my name is Feng Da Niu'er, and your father is also my friend." The room is like this for the time being, and you can tell me what else you need, or tell the people in the store. Meals are in the restaurant downstairs, and the meal fee and rent are calculated once a month. ”

Jin Junmei's mind was still thinking about the final trial of Rouge Street, and he nodded his head in confusion at the words of Feng Daniu.

At this time, those half-grown children had already moved all their luggage into the room, and they didn't leave, standing in the room and looking at Jin Junmei.

Jin Junmei knew that she was asking for payment, but she didn't know how much money to give these boys, and it seemed that the custom research she did before coming was useless.

Just when she hesitated, Feng Daniu grabbed a handful of copper coins from her pocket and threw them outside the door.

Jin Jun's eyebrows are wide-eyed, she is also a person who has paid tips, but she has never seen such a tip.

Feng Da Niu explained with a smile on the side: "Don't be too polite to deal with these monkey cubs, if you pay one by one in person or whatever, it will be too much and too little entangled, just let them grab it themselves, hehe." ”

After she finished speaking, she said goodbye to Jin Junmei, went out with a smile, and closed the door from the outside.

When the wind girl went out, Jin Junmei found that she was sweating all the way, she opened the door of the bathroom, and found that it was spacious and clean, fully equipped, and even had a single bathtub. She turned on the faucet, and a clear spring flowed out, and she saw a sign above the faucet, with a line of words written on it: Level 3 purified water, which can be used for washing, should not be quoted.

This should be the water grading system unique to the metropolis.

Sweating twice in a row, the whole body was sticky and very uncomfortable, Jin Junmei now can't wait to soak in the cool water and enjoy it immediately. So she turned on the faucet on the bathtub, went back to her room to open her luggage, looked for a change of clothes, but found in the suitcase a small self-defense cannon given to her by her father.

Seeing the gun reminded her of the ultimate trial on Rouge Street, can that scrappy-like Ah Jun complete such a difficult task? Looking at Feng Daniu's appearance, she seemed to have confidence in him, but Jin Junmei's curiosity about it couldn't be suppressed, so she decided to take a look.

So she went back to the bathroom, turned off the tap in the bathtub, hastily washed off the sweat stains on her body with a shower, and then changed to a bust suitable for exercise. Her bust is also custom-made, with a quick-draw holster in the middle for the little smashing cannon. While another spare magazine is placed in the back.

But as a newcomer to the police world, she has a common problem, that is, she is always worried about insufficient firepower, so she found a "little scorpion" automatic pistol from her spare small arsenal, and inserted three twenty-round magazines into the waist seal.

Subsequently, Jin Junmei chose a sunscreen windbreaker as an outerwear, with a sunhat with a long brim.

After dressing, Jin Junmei looked at the mirror and felt very satisfied, it was a very beautiful neutral dress.

Jin Junmei tried to hide her figure when she went downstairs, for fear of being stopped by Feng Da Niu and asking something, but Feng Da Niu seemed to be concentrating on settling accounts or something in the bar, and didn't notice her leaving.

Walking out of the door of the Feng Da Niu's shop and coming to the street, no one has been noticed, Jin Junmei let out a long breath, as if he had completed a very difficult task, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Sister officer, where are you going." ”

Jin Junmei was startled, and when he looked back, it turned out to be the stinky boy who attacked the holy hand of the buttocks, and said with a sigh of relief: "I still have to report to you what I want to do." ”

The stinky boy smiled cheaply and said, "Of course I don't need to, it's just that Aunt Feng asked me to send something to Brother Jun, and I was thinking that if you stop by, I can be a guide for you or something." ”

Jin Junmei suddenly felt that everyone on this street was not simple, but she didn't want to admit her purpose, so she said, "Thank you, I can't go along with you." ”

The stinky boy grinned, "It doesn't matter if you don't go by the way, but if you get into trouble in this area, just find a little guy and tell him my name, and he will help you, my name is Baker." As he spoke, he jumped and ran through a narrow alley between houses.

Jin Junmei was a little depressed, could it be that his police might as a deputy sergeant was not enough? A thug on the street actually said that he could cover her, and sure enough, his father was right: out of this wall, everything will be different. It's ridiculous that I thought my father was verbose at the time.

Jin Junmei got on a rental speedboat at the pier and went straight to King Street, the location of the foreign affairs agency of the steel city-state, but was told by the speedboat driver: The main pier of Gold Street was closed by the police today, because the butcher of Rouge Street will be picked up today, so he can only land at the alternate dock, if he is going to participate in the final trial, he is afraid that he will have to walk two more steps.

Of course, Jin Junmei doesn't care about these two steps.

Half an hour by water, to King Street. Jin Junmei paid for the boat and went ashore, but saw that Jin Street was like a parade today, the street was full of people, most of whom were Bichi women dressed up in fancy clothes. There are also a small number of men and some people like volunteers. The similarity between them is that they either carry spears or hold wooden signs, and the contents of the wooden signs are similar, mostly commemorating the patterns and words of the murdered Bichi.

The steel city-state's foreign affairs agency was small, and it was difficult for even a light airship to land on the roof, so the police blocked the street about sixty meters from the foreign affairs agency to the dock. But both sides were sane, and the police, both wearing white gloves and facing the crowd of people who had come to the final trial, stood in two rows facing the street, stretching all the way to the docks.

The participants with their backs to the Final Judgment were a silent support, so their formation was not dense, and there was only one policeman standing three or five meters apart, and the participants of the Final Trial were also very cooperative, they did not storm the streets, but gathered on both sides of the streets to hold their own activities.

On both sides of the street, two memorial walls were set up, on which many photos of the victims were pasted, and from time to time someone placed a bouquet or commemorative card in the corner of the wall to mourn.

Jin Junmei sent it over to see, and the photo was a chubby woman in her thirties, not pretty, but smiling brightly. At the same time, she found a donation box under the memorial wall, supposedly for the victim's son, who was only six years old this year.

Jin Junmei looked at the photo of the boy and put a small silver coin in the donation box.

Due to her family background, Jin Junmei naturally has no good impression of these Bichi, and even despises them, but the atmosphere in front of the mourning wall today made her feel that even if she is a Bichi, she should enjoy the basic dignity of being a person.

In addition, there are groups of people gathered in the streets, accompanied by harmonica, accordion and guitar, singing as if they were holding an open-air concert, and the songs they sing are mostly "Lily Marlene", a classical song from the Earth era.

Jin Junmei then remembered that the murdered Bichi seemed to be called Lily.

Jin Junmei wandered in the crowd, observing, and at the same time looking for Ah Jun's traces, but after more than twenty minutes, let alone Ah Jun, even the shadow of Baker was not found. She regretted it a little, maybe letting that Baker lead the way would make it easier to find Ah Jun.

But she immediately vetoed her idea, I'm a top student in the police academy, how can I be easily rescued like that kind of thug?

The sound of an airship engine was heard in the sky, and the crowd began to gather towards the main street, and Jin Junmei was also caught in it, and as the crowd became dense, the smell of inferior perfume and sweat began to penetrate Jin Junmei's nostrils, making her want to vomit. But she endured it, wanting to see how Jun, the waste firewood, would dominate this final trial.