Duck rinsed his face with cold water, packed up his gear and set off. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The equipment is simple, a pair of handcuffs, a baton, and a sentry, which are standard for a newly recruited patrolman. He also carried two disposable artifacts that the alchemist had given him and that his sister had enchanted with his sister's friendship: a flashbang and an "absolute defense".

As the largest free trade port in the north of the Kingdom of Doland, Port Snell is known as an adventurer's paradise. Huge numbers of ships arrive and depart every day, bringing with them wealth and glory - some with blood and a strong smell of piracy, but for Dark, a member of a vested interest, it would be good to remain silent, at least for now. Nor is he naïve enough to challenge the majority like a fool Lyons for the sake of lip service.

A large shipment arrived this afternoon, and the owner of the cargo was the Hamilton Chamber of Commerce, which happened to be the Chamber of Commerce where Royce was. In addition to cotton from the colonies, the goods also contained a few valuables - twelve boxes of clay ore.

With the development of magic and alchemy, material science became more and more mature. The ores of the six series of elements of earth, water, wind, fire, light and darkness have gradually entered people's field of vision. Crystalline ores can be refined to be purified into raw stones, which can be further processed to become pure enchanting materials.

All countries included crystalline ores in the list of national monopoly commodities, and wars broke out one after another for the ore production area. One can't help but worry that humanity has not been destroyed by demons and infidels before it has been destroyed by the ore war.

After hundreds of years of strife, the ore production areas of various countries gradually dried up, and under the mediation of the Church of Light, the battle for ore gradually came to an end. The current situation is that a mine is hard to find, and the price of ore with high energy density is even comparable to that of gold of equal weight.

The Hamilton Chamber of Commerce has discovered a new ore source from the colony, and presumably it is going to make a big profit.

Tonight is the first night of ore arriving at the yard, so don't make any trouble - perhaps, it is because of this that the old man who drinks so much and is timid insists that he be replaced?

Duck first went to the dock's patrol office to check in, said hello to the yawning officer on duty, and went out.

The huge pale red moon is silently suspended in the sky, and the road is sparsely populated, and the closer you get to the port, the more people come and go, and when you arrive at the pier, you are greeted by the bustling traffic and the sound of the city.

The crisp black police uniform had a wordless deterrent effect, and no one dared to trouble him, and he walked through the entire unloading area to the storage area located in the northwestern corner of the dock.

There are relatively few people here, except for porters and overseers, most of them are mercenaries from various chambers of commerce and guards of the docks, and there are also law enforcers such as Dack, who are subordinate to the town hall. The mercenaries and guards here have good skills, and ordinary thieves don't dare to attack the idea of this place casually.

Cross the brightly lit stone pavement and walk to the cargo storage area. Countless cold gazes instantly covered them at the same time, but they only paused slightly on the police uniform and immediately moved away.

Walking up to the highest point of the inspection area - the distribution machine tower in the center of the freight yard, Duck stood still and looked around.

Overhead, there is a bright starry sky, in the distance, the brilliant lights are separated by the white stone road, near the main road of the wharf warehouse is the surging heads, but here in the storage area is a steady darkness, only three or three twos of silver-white light points floating, that is the guards holding the light stone lamp from time to time to pass by - the light stone lamp is a stable cold light source made of refined light crystal ore residue, and the torch in the storage area is purely to find death.

The guards on the bright side move very regularly, walking in a circle every twenty minutes. In the shadows, it is not known how many guards and mercenaries lurk, ready to turn the ill-intentioned into a record in their own merit book. The lowest level of cannon fodder among them also has the level of a great swordsman, and an opponent like Dak, they can fight ten at a time.

So what use am I here?

Would I be happy if the God of Light opened his eyes and unexpectedly turned my three-month occupation into three or thirty years? Will I become like those old-timers who eat and wait for death, wasting their time and energy in the search for pleasure, living like ants eating dirt and blood-sucking mosquitoes?

"Hey, what do you think!"

A sudden slap in the back startled Dark, and he turned his head to see a familiar white red-striped bowler.

"It's you, boy!

Royce smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and raised the tin pot in his hand: "Where's the patrol?" strong rum from Calaba, authentic colonial originals, gentlemen drink it, take a sip?"

Duck smiled and slapped his hand away, "Guys, I heard this thing is called Pirate Sacred Wine, right? Patrol, thanks!"

Royce wasn't annoyed at all, and grinned, "Let's go, talk as we go." ”

Darker didn't want to blow the wind in an unobstructed area, so he readily agreed. The two of them stepped down the platform and walked along the cargo road towards the warehouse.

"Dude, didn't I say you, patrol? Don't fool yourself! I just sent your director home, and a pile of fat meat of more than 200 catties was drunk into a puddle of mud, and there is still an air traffic control for you?"

"No, a matter of principle. ”

Royce smiled weirdly: "This patrol route can only be walked by at least three people." I heard that you are on duty, and the other two bullied you as a novice, and they slipped away, as long as you don't have an accident tonight, no one will take this seriously. You're just drunk and looking for a cat, get up and go back at dawn, and you're still a good police officer!"

Duck exclaimed, "you, the pony still knows this kind of secret?"

"That's!" Royce brazenly took the mockery as a compliment, and pretended to lower his voice, "The police department is the big guy among the big guys, can we coolies not do enough homework?"

As he spoke, he let out a long breath, and his expression became serious: "We've also played with our lives together, I'll tell you some things in earnest, if it weren't for this black skin, don't say that you three people, seven or eight are not safe! Let's find a place to have a drink." ”

As they spoke, the two came to the southwest corner of the storage area, a lonely straight passage, with high boxes on both sides.

Royce said: "There is a nickname here called Tiger's Mouth, and none of the police want to come." You look at both sides. ”

Duck looked up, and under the light of the stone lamp, the jet-black cargo box stood high and stood like a steep cliff, sandwiching the two of them in the middle. Countless magic arms of different lengths were like countless deformed arms, stretched out above their heads with hideous faces.

"Under every box, there is a soul pressed. ”

Duck shuddered.

"It's the most remote, cheapest, and messiest place in the storage area. Those small chambers of commerce and boat gangs with small profits are all fighting for the idea here, fighting for box positions, lanes, and manpower, almost everything. It is common for cargo boxes to fall and kill a handful of people. ”

Duck looked up and looked at the black crate again, the smallest one was the size of a square table, and if it was smashed down, it would turn into a paste and it wouldn't run.

Royce continued: "Those poor and crazy little boat owners are all taking meat from the mouths of this tiger. The next hand is not polite at all, and there are many tricks, the cargo box is crushed to death, the crane arm is broken and flattened, and the wine is drunk and falls into a meatloaf from the tower...... Oh, only you can't think of it, you can't do it without them," he gestured with his hand, "four boxes are surrounded by an empty space, and another one is stacked on top of them, and they are built into a prison, and six people will starve to death." Isn't that what happened last week?"

Duck shrugged: "You know the clue?"

Royce looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "What?"

"Why don't you report it?"

Royce smiled and shook his head, looking like he was looking at an idiot: "Master Policeman, I don't have your black skin, I'm just an insignificant little person, let's survive by myself first." ”

Darker shook his head helplessly: "It's because you don't say it, I don't say it, and everyone doesn't say it, that things have become out of control." ”

"I'll understand it in the future. Royce's gaze was a little sympathetic, a little gloomy, "I was also wide in my family back then." There are still a dozen boats. But what's the use? can you resist the big fish and eat the small fish?"

"Hamilton Chamber of Commerce?"

"No, the Drake Chamber of Commerce, the number one dogleg of the Church of Light. So," the young man smiled lightly, "I'm here, at least, I'm alive, luckier than my parents." ”

"When?"

"What, you still want to overturn the case for me? No, no, you can't use this word, people have always followed a reasonable and legal formal procedure, and the president and wife of the bankrupt small chamber of commerce can't accept it, so they commit suicide by throwing themselves into the sea. Who cares about this kind of drama that happens every day? Besides, do you want to do anything about the Church of the Illuminati?"

"Everyone is equal before the law. ”

Royce said mockingly: "The world and mankind were created by the God of Light, and we are equal to God. ”

"I'm sorry, it looks like I've caused you trouble. ”

"I can't thank you enough for saying that. ”

Duck decided not to talk about it anymore, and he said, "I heard that your chamber of commerce made a fortune this time?"

"The blind cat meets a dead mouse. Picked up a leak in the New World, wiped out a few natives, and found a little ore. Poor mines, pull down after digging...... Wait!"

Duck immediately became nervous: "What?"

"The smell of blood!"