The grimace shopkeeper disappeared silently halfway through.

He told Joe that he was going to call the children and go search for the missing girls.

After a cursory investigation by the Sparrow Gang, after the Mid-Autumn Murder, more than 30 girls aged 10 to 16 disappeared in several streets and alleys around Yaolu Street.

This news made Qiao's mood inexplicably heavy, and even the joy of getting Yanan's confession and getting the survey data was crushed without a trace.

Therefore, when he returned to the gate of his house, Joe's face was very gloomy, as if he had been robbed of 10,000 gold marks in the street.

Hesse stood in the middle of the gate with a large cigar in his mouth, surrounded by a group of guards, and stood in the middle of the gate when he saw Joe get out of a four-wheeled carriage, and he 'quacked' and greeted him with open arms.

Joe carried the heavy briefcase in one hand, and opened the other hand, and hugged Hesse hard.

The father and son pressed their cheeks heavily, and their round cheeks collided together with a crisp clapping sound.

"That's it, that thing?" Hesse let go of his arm and looked directly at the briefcase in Joe's hand. When Joe went to Palm Street, he had already sent someone home in advance and told Hesse in detail about the ditch behind the tow.

"That's it, father...... Damn, they also have a detachment squatting in the southwest corner of the island of Casica. Joe's heart was heavy: "According to my judgment, that Major General Agassi probably died in the pink mermaid as well." ”

Joe frowned tightly: "They will definitely retaliate, but I don't know how they will retaliate." ”

He looked at Hesse a little nervously: "I can now understand why that idiot Yanan would shoot me in the street." This thing, the Navy of the Kingdom of Saint Sia will pursue it with all its might, and the Navy of the Delen Empire will also pursue it like a mad dog. Even ......"

Hesse sneered, he took the briefcase in Qiao's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Countries that know the existence of this information will be tempted. Whoever this thing is left in the hands of anyone will be a great hidden danger. ”

"Only by handing it over to the right people will the Rittal family be safe, and the credit that should belong to you, as well as the benefits that should belong to the Ritu, will not be missing." Tapping the briefcase in his hand, Hesse whistled: "However, your father, Master Hesse, happens to know a few right people. ”

"Go and rest, you've been tired for the past two days." Hesse patted Joe's big belly: "Go and rest, son, look at you, you're a little thin, Leah will definitely be sad." ”

"Cheer up, and then, go out with me tomorrow." Hesse grinned.

Jo took off the cigar from the corner of Hesse's mouth, shoved it into his mouth, took two hard puffs, spat out a smoke ring, and then shook off his hands and staggered into his house.

There was a loud noise from the small bushes nearby, and several huge mastiffs sneaked out and came to Joe's side, sticking out their big tongues and offering him courtesy.

Joe patted the big guys' heads affectionately, played with them, and walked all the way to the door of the main building, where the mastiffs wagged their tails and let out a low whimper at the door of the main building, and then quickly turned away.

These big guys remember it clearly, the main building is inhabited by Joe and Gorkin, two 'wolf brothers', and there is also Weima, a generous 'irregular feeder', and the problem is that there is also a 'violent iceberg girl' with a small gavel!

They don't want to be kicked by Tifa a few more times, so they can run as far as they can.

Standing at the door of the main building, looking at the window of Leah, Tifa, and Weima's room, Joe looked at the current time again, shook his head, and returned to his room lightly.

Comfortably took a hot shower, and in front of the huge vanity mirror, Joe gently tore off more than 100 small centipede-like blood scabs on his upper body. The wound underneath had healed completely, leaving a reddish trail.

Joe snorted coldly, "Myers." ”

Thinking of Myers' doomed fate, Joe felt a pang of relief.

This kind of guy who shouts high-sounding slogans, but is really for personal gain, his best end, of course, is to feed the fish!

Using his filthy and depraved body to fatten the stormy sea fish and make a modest contribution to the fishing resources of the Delen Empire is certainly the best ending for a person like Mels.

It's clean, and there is one less sanctimonious hypocrite in the world!

After a night without words, Joe slept in the dark.

And while Joe was sleeping, Hesse took Joe's special investigation team credentials and led a group of people to visit several places in Port Tulun.

When a white fish belly appeared on the eastern horizon, a sizable fleet quietly bypassed the Silver Bull Cape and entered the inland sea of Tulun Port, and finally docked at the new pier No. 3.

The brigade of fierce Imperial soldiers in iron-gray uniforms landed in a procession, and then entered the city of Tulun Port in a neat line.

There were more than 40 large and small warships, led by two old first-class battleships, with three second-class battleships, five third-class battleships, and more than a dozen large frigates, which directly lined up a one-line artillery array and dropped anchor on the sea near the No. 3 new pier.

On the masts of these warships, huge military flags danced in the wind, and instead of the battleship Hydra coat of arms of the Delenian Imperial Navy, the coat of arms of a blood-colored azalea bloomed on the phantom of a small island.

There is no doubt that this is a private fleet of nobles. And the strength of this fleet is much stronger than the native fleet of Tulun Port.

They lined up a line of artillery bombardment arrays near the new pier No. 3, which directly sealed the home fleet of Tulun Port and the Tulun Port Naval Academy on the shore, and posed the most direct threat to the old battery.

A liaison officer of the home fleet in the port of Tulun boarded the ship to question, and it didn't take long for him to roll off the flagship of this fleet with swollen cheeks.

When he woke up the next morning, Qiao poured three basic strength potions, hastily practiced the breathing method, sweated profusely, and took a bath, he felt full of energy, and his strength was almost spurting out from every pore.

The crimson light curtain lit up in front of him, and the rest of the information did not change, only the energy level appeared slightly adjusted.

*

Energy Level: Sea of Power (Normal: 0.098%) (Perfection: 0.0033%) (Physical Strength: 75,000 pounds)

*

Joe was stunned.

This is the second time he has cultivated the breathing method, and the cultivation time is not long, only an hour, but the progress of his energy sea, discard the so-called perfect state, and look at his normal progress.

Previously, it was only 0.033%, but this time, it has increased to 0.098%.

progress, far beyond what Laplasi said.

"Laprahi." Joe whispered Laplaxi's name.

"What can I say? Of course I know why you're moving up so quickly...... But, again, as the old saying goes, knowledge is priceless, but money is priceless. Laplasi chuckled treacherously, "I want to know why, well, this knowledge, ten thousand gold marks, I think it makes sense." ”

Joe snorted coldly.

His pupils suddenly turned crimson, and in the depths of his pupils, the three-round six-pointed star magic array slowly rotated, and he said the following words completely out of instinct.

"Fighting, killing, and the death and fear that comes with it, everything tangible and intangible, anything associated with violence, whether it is a physical presence that can be touched by the body, or something spiritual that the human body cannot perceive."

"I'm here, I'm for me. Because, I'm Crimson! ”

"Fighting, violence, killing, death, and even the fear, famine, pestilence, desolation," Joe muttered...... will provide me with strength. Am I an ominous being? ”

Some inexplicable fragments appeared in Joe's mind. Some scattered pictures made Joe feel a little uncomfortable. But soon, the discomfort dissipated.

"Laplasi, am I an ominous being?"

Laplasi was silent for a moment, and Joe's head heard the sound of him smoking a small pipe.

"Ominous? How could it be. Laplasi was silent for a while, and then he sighed: "Then I can tell you that you are the 'Person' and that you are exalted. ”

"What is a 'person'?" Laplasi laughed very treacherously again: "Ten thousand gold marks, thank you!" ”

Joe snorted coldly, and he walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a large towel, across the bedroom, and into the cloakroom. He shouted, and seven or eight little maids trotted in like nimble sparrows, busily dressing him in a neat new uniform.

"I don't have any money...... I'll talk about it when I have the money. Joe muttered vaguely.

He still had a number of questions, including the balance of order, but he didn't have the money, so he couldn't speak.

"You can be rich. The safe of last night, according to the market value, put aside the crystal ball, the banknotes and gold nuggets, the total value of one hundred and fifty thousand seven hundred and seventy-five gold marks, twenty-one silver finney thirteen fountain Su. La Prahi remembered again the little coffers of Vilenya.

"I don't want to get in trouble." Joe simply rejected the guy: "Moreover, I am a police officer, and I am not a thief who pries the safe." ”

Jo waved away the maids who were surrounding him, grabbed the lead-filled copper baton leaning on the shoe rack and hung it on his belt, hung two loaded double-barreled firecrackers behind the belt, and walked out of his room majestically under the fiery eyes of the maids.

More than 300 heavily armed guards, surrounded by an oversized four-wheeled carriage, left the mid-mountain area at a gallop.

When the bell of St. Hilde's Cathedral struck the tenth ring, Joe and Hesse, with dozens of guards, vigorously pushed open the door to the conference room on the second floor of the Navy Club.

Many of the magnates of Tulun looked back at the same time, and Hesse slapped the briefcase heavily on the long conference table, and then pushed it forward hard, straight to the beautiful lady sitting at the end of the conference table, as gorgeous and charming as a blood-colored azalea.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my son, the illustrious Joan Wittou, the illustrious example of the Port Tulum Police Station, has made a great discovery."

Hesse shouted loudly: "This time the Mid-Autumn Bloody Special Investigation Team, there is no doubt that Joe has made the first contribution. And, I believe, this credit is beyond your imagination! ”

A scream came, and as she had done that day, Hanieway, who was sitting at the conference table, jumped up and grabbed the briefcase that was sliding quickly over the conference table.

"Presumptuous!" Instead of Dontès, sitting at the end of the conference table, the glamorous lady who sat below the empress enthronement snorted coldly.

A heavy slap sounded.

Henniway, who jumped high, was like a petrel after being shot, and fell headlong in the corner of the conference room with a whirl, directly touching her head and breaking the blood flow, and fainted without humming.

Joe subconsciously stuck out his tongue, 'Wow', this is really a big shot!