On the afternoon of the 21st, on the second floor of the Tulum Port Police Station, a simply furnished lounge.

It was a place for night duty officers to take turns to take a nap, and in the spacious lounge, six crude single iron-framed beds with extremely simple bedding were lined up.

At this moment, in the lounge, there was only one bed by the door, where Qiao was lying on his back.

Next to the window of the lounge, sat two guards of the Vetul family, who looked out vigilantly from time to time. Similarly, at the door of the break room, Ya sat on a chair and took a nap, with a dozen heavily armed guards sitting next to him.

Joe's earth-shattering snoring suddenly stopped, he snapped his mouth, opened his eyes, and sat up from his humble single-iron bed with a thrust of his waist.

There was a 'crunch', and the iron-framed bed let out an overwhelmed wail, and the four thin legs of the bed were visibly bent.

"Has Director Zoff of the Logistics Department been arrested? Wells' old dog should be stuffed into a black cell...... Look at the stuff he's purchasing. ”

Joe sat on the iron bed, shaking his head vigorously, trying to shake off the thick sleepiness.

"As I said a long time ago, this old dog must have embezzled a lot. The price of such a poor quality iron frame bed is twice as expensive as the price of the old Schmidt's house...... I don't let go of this little bit of money, it's really a greedy old dog. ”

Shaking his head, Joe stood up, walked to the bathroom next door with heavy steps, let go of the faucet, took a basin of cold water, and soaked his head in the whole place.

After simmering in the cold water for three minutes, Joe raised his head and sneezed heartily, this time, he was finally refreshed. After all, he is a young man with vigorous blood and vigor, and he has stayed up for several days and nights in a row, and he has just rested for more than two hours, and at this moment Qiao only feels full of vitality, and his infinite energy has returned to his body.

Wiping his wet head with a towel, Joe put on his uniform and handed over a special issue of the Tulun Port Post. This is the work that the Tulun Port Post rushed out as quickly as possible after the official press conference in the morning.

It is very rare that the consistently conservative and steady "Tulun Port Post" used dazzling blood-colored characters in the headline of the special issue - "The truth of the Mid-Autumn Bloody Case is announced, the methods are cruel and appalling"!

The subtitle of the headline is also a line of blood-colored small words - "The empire cannot be provoked, and revenge is coming"!

"Wow, the editor-in-chief is dead, is this a change in the editor-in-charge? This style ...... It's really, completely different from the previous two years. Joe remembered Zahir, who had been killed the previous night.

When Zahir was editor-in-chief, the style of the Tulum Port Post was constant, and even the font size rarely changed.

Today's special issue actually uses big blood-colored characters, and the font is huge, giving people a feeling of dancing teeth and claws, and the murderous feeling, this style has become a bit big.

After a cursory glance at the special issue, Joe frowned.

"Your Excellency the Duke is releasing the results of the investigation to the outside world? Well, it seems to be roughly like this, but a lot of questions ......" Joe was silent for a while, then looked up at Joe: "Did Father have anything to say?" ”

Tooth smiled and nodded: "The boss asked someone to bring a message, this is almost the truth of the matter." In addition to your efforts, young master, Director Stein and the other inspectors of the special investigation team have not been idle in the past few days...... Together with the confessions of those who were captured, the main circumstances of the Mid-Autumn Bloody Case were almost all those publicly announced by His Excellency the Duke. ”

The boss said that there were some details, such as who Zahir was and who killed him...... These things will be left behind and slowly traced. ”

"But this time, our main goal has been achieved, and things are going well." Ya narrowed his eyes: "It is the unanimous opinion of His Excellency the Duke and the boss to close the coffin as soon as possible, and to put the interests that we should get in our hands as soon as possible." ”

Joe looked up and thought seriously about what had happened in the past two days.

That's right, that's true.

Behind the Zhongqiu Bloody Case, there are still many details that have not been clarified, but the confessions obtained from the people who have been found out and arrested now can indeed prove, and deduce that the general truth of the Midautumn Bloody Case is those released by Duke Ross to the outside world.

As for Zahir's death, who is the mastermind behind him, and which big man in the imperial capital he is implicated in; Henniway and Hanks' madness, and why; Those heretics, who bought them to attack Henniway and Hanks......

Anyway, the important suspects are in their hands, and if they continue to investigate carefully, are they afraid that they won't be able to find out the final truth?

On the contrary, it is to announce the closure of the case as soon as possible, and swallow the huge profits vacated by the port of Tulum as quickly as possible, which is the most urgent task of the Wittu family and the Duke of Ross at the moment.

Three of the original Council of Seven families were destined to be wiped out, and only three lucky ones would remain as tools to appease the natives of Tulum and Casica. More than half of the other dozens of indigenous wealthy families will also disappear completely in this purge.

The stakes are there......

Qiao Ji shuddered, his mind was in chaos for a while, and he couldn't calculate how huge the interests were involved.

Just one example, pepper!

On the vast territory of the empire, pepper is indispensable on the table of every nobleman and every wealthy merchant, and in today's market, a pound of pepper is equivalent to a pound of gold.

How many pounds of pepper does empire consume per year? 100,000 pounds? Half a million pounds? Or a million pounds?

In addition to pepper, there are other spices, some such as saffron, which costs more than ten times more than pepper.

Ninety percent of the spices of the empire were obtained through the trade of the port of Tulum!

"It's better to settle down early, that's too reasonable...... Tut! Joe patted his heart with his hand and muttered, "How can my pocket money go up tenfold...... No, a hundredfold, right? ”

Ya shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Jo quickly with a strange look at his mentally retarded son.

Miss Tifa, the eldest lady of the Vettu family, is here, what's the point of giving you more pocket money?

Qiao was like a chicken blood, and suddenly became inexplicably excited.

He waved the special issue in his hand and shouted, "Well, we have to make a bigger contribution, where are those two damn sluts?" Take me there...... Ho, I'll take it personally, and I'll be sure to pry their mouths open. ”

Shaking his neck, Qiao grinned violently: "The two noble nobles of the imperial capital, after being seriously injured, were locked up in that kind of place for several hours...... They're supposed to collapse too, right? ”

A large group of family guards surrounded the smug Joe, and a group of people hurried downstairs, walked through the large courtyard of the police station, and walked down the stone steps to the black prison of the police station.

In the already noisy black prison, a tsunami-like insult and curse suddenly sounded.

Then, the dull sound of the baton touching the flesh continued, and the noise in the black cell quickly fell silent.

Compared with the high-spirited Joe, in the alleys of Tulun Port, Metzingled, who was cold and trembling constantly, was like a frightened rabbit, running in the alley step by step.

From early morning to afternoon, he went to more than two dozen Wells estates and strongholds.

All the properties, including high-end hotels, clubs, restaurants, were seized, and the military and police stood at the front and back doors. Through the ornate glass windows, Metzingred could see that in the halls of those industries, the managers and waiters hired by the family were restricted from their freedom of movement, and they sat there blankly, being questioned by some men in black.

Fortunately, these employees were only cooperating with the investigation and were not physically harmed.

And those unorthodox strongholds, such as the dens where the fox gang gathers, some extremely secret nests dedicated to hiding filth and dirt, and many secret strongholds that even the ordinary people of the Wells family don't know, have been uprooted.

There were obvious signs of battle in several places, and there was blood everywhere, and everywhere it was beaten to pieces.

"Damn, shit...... Where else, where else? Metzinglad gasped and ran forward blankly.

The head of the family, Moder, did not know where, his father and other clansmen were thrown into black prisons, the family's property was seized, various strongholds were uprooted, and his own doglegs were shot dead in the street......

Metzinglad only felt that the world was big, but there was no place for him.

Metzingred, who had just entered the Navy and had just received the rank of warrant officer, was like a poor young beast, running in small steps, his heart was inexplicably sour, and two lines of hot tears slipped down.

How could the Wells family, who was almost single-handedly covering the sky in Tulum Harbor and enough to call the wind and rain, fall into such a state in just a few days?

The female devil of Casica, how dare she? How dare you?

The Wells family not only represented the natives of Tulum and Casica, but in recent years they have turned to the powerful figures of the empire and have a strong backing.

Duke Ross, how dare she do this?

"Where am I going?" In the final analysis, Metzinglad is just a young master of the Wells family, and when the family changes drastically, without the support of the family elders, he doesn't know how to deal with it at all.

"Poor child, I feel lost and hopeless in you."

A warm and warm voice suddenly sounded behind Messingled.

Metzingred shuddered suddenly, slammed forward seven or eight steps, and then turned back and shouted: "Who? ”

Archbishop Loren, dressed in a white robe and looking like he was shining, stood in the alley with a kind smile on his face: "Don't be afraid, Metzingled, my lord will not give up on any devout believer." ”

"When you find that you have no way out, you will be pleasantly surprised to find that our Lord has opened a new door for you."

"Metzingled, when you feel that the whole world has abandoned you and is full of malice towards you, will you be my lord's attendant, and give everything to shed the light of my lord on Medland?"

Archbishop Loren's body shone with a faint light, warm and majestic, as if the real body of 'Mu' had descended, making the entire alley sacred and abnormal.

"I would like to be my Lord's attendant." Metzinglad exhaled heavily and knelt before Archbishop Loren.

"Very well, come with me, the port of Tulum today, at least St. Hilde's Cathedral, is safe."

Archbishop Loren took out a light and thin white cloak made of silk from his sleeve and gently handed it to Metzingled.