Mr. Stergons drew up the Letter of Understanding, and Jo and Stuart IX signed the Letter of Understanding and left their fingerprints.

Professor Belffin roared angrily and accused Stuart IX of forgetting the hatred of his people and children being beaten and killed for a small amount of money.

He was even more angry and kept spitting at Qiao, frantically scolding Qiao for relying on a few stinky blockages, and actually used money to clear the charge of murder......

"Darkness, shamelessness...... You despicable fellows. "Professor Belffin is like the tragic character in the opera, roaring and roaring in the square, but no one pays attention to him.

Joe, won't bother with him.

Stuart IX, and his people, who had long been dazzled by Joe's traveler's checks, were in the mood to deal with him?

"Good day, generous lord!" Stuart IX tucked the two cheques into his chest pocket, then bowed deeply to Joe.

"I wish you a good day, honorable lord!" One by one, the people of Stuart IX bowed to Joe with great respect. Men and women, young and old, all have angelic and pure smiles on their faces at this moment.

The next moment, Stuart IX ran wildly surrounded by several henchmen.

The people of Stuart IX ran after him with all their might, gritting their teeth and twisting their faces.

They took away the bodies of the dead children, they took all the bits and pieces that had fallen to the ground, and they wiped the blood on the ground clean in a very short time.

The wind blew, rolling up a few lonely fallen leaves.

Professor Belfen, covered in blood, and a few of his companions stood in stride, like stupid birds, unaware of what was happening.

Just now, their impassionedness, their righteous insistence, was like a nightmare, blown by a golden wind, and disappeared in an instant.

"How do you ...... That's it! Professor Belfin screamed, "You have to insist on justice...... Seek justice, ...... We can't give up justice and justice for the sake of a little petty profit! ”

"Huh!" Qiao glanced at Professor Belfin dumbfoundedly, and he muttered in a low voice, "Two million gold marks...... In the port of Tulum, two gold marks can kill a bastard, which is enough to buy half a million lives......"

Joe glanced at Lan Kikyo and tilted his head.

Lan Kikyo nodded, he blended in with the crowd, his figure gradually blurred, and the warriors of the Blood Axe War Regiment around him crowded for a moment, and he disappeared on the spot.

"Albert Einstein!" Joe's arms shook, and the Titan Fist turned back into two bracers, and he shouted loudly, "Take us to No. 158 Qingsong Street...... When has this been? Is it far from here? ”

Albert Einstein, who had long hands and feet, and a long camera, squeezed out of the crowd, and he glanced at Professor Belfen who stood still in awe, and then saluted Joe: "Sir, if you take a car, an hour...... A little over two hours if you ride a horse......"

Joe was confused by Einstein's words, and it wasn't until Einstein led them to a station outside the Imperial Capital South Station Square that Joe understood what he meant.

The imperial capital of Hyderabador covers a huge area, east and west, north and south, there are dozens of miles away, if you walk, a sturdy man follows a straight line, from south to north, or from east to west, a one-way journey will take more than a day.

The imperial capital then built three horizontal, three vertical and nine bus routes, using a small steam locomotive as the power, pulling a special small carriage, galloping back and forth on a specially laid narrow gauge, as a means of indoor public transportation.

With these small trains, getting around the city is extremely convenient.

Most of the subordinates brought by Qiao took the public train from the Imperial Capital South Station to the station near Qingsong Street, which took less than forty minutes.

Joe and a group of guards rode their horses, and under the guidance of Einstein, they trotted all the way, and it only took more than an hour to arrive at the public train station near Qingsong Street. After meeting with the subordinates who arrived first by car, it took them exactly as little time to arrive at 158 Ching Pine Street as Einstein had said, about two hours.

"This is one hundred and fifty-eight good on Qingsong Street, sir." Einstein jumped off the horse, patted the long horse's face a little reluctantly, and then saluted Joe.

Joe nodded, glancing at Mr. Strons.

Mr. Stergens took out two gold marks, instead of the one he had agreed in advance, and tossed them to Einstein.

Joe put his hands behind his back, looked at the tall, rusty metal flower gate in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Einstein, we will probably stay in the imperial capital for a while, and we need some people who are familiar with the situation to help deal with some chores...... Five gold marks a month, I hire you, how? ”

Einstein's body shook, he hesitated for a moment, then clenched the two gold marks in his palm hard, and bowed deeply to Joe: "As you wish, during your time in the imperial capital, as long as I can do it, I will do my best." ”

Joe nodded in satisfaction.

His mind was clearer and lighter than ever, and he remembered all the things that Hesse had said to him.

Einstein is a small snake, Joe doesn't expect him to have much combat power or other abilities, but he is familiar with the roads, familiar with the market situation, etc., it is worth spending a little money to envelop him in his hands.

"So, during this time, you follow Lan Muhibiscus...... Also, Billy, Billy, you are Hibiscus's deputy, you and Einstein are so affectionate, you should know, you need to know more. ”

Billy ran out of the crowd, patted Einstein, who was half a head taller than him, affectionately, and said loudly: "Don't worry, boss, I know what to do...... Boy, you need to eat more meat and see how thin you look! ”

Einstein froze, then shrugged his shoulders.

Eating meat?

Hehe, he is a little minion at the bottom of the market, eating meat is an unattainable luxury.

Billy thinks he's too thin, and he thinks Billy is too fat.

Isn't it a joke to be a cop at Billy's size?

Such a fat policeman, if you want to chase a fugitive, can you catch up?

If a vicious thug is going to attack you, you are so fat, can you run away?

Hehe...... Einstein smiled strangely, looking up and down at Billy's round, like a shelled egg.

Joe had already walked to the gate of No. 158 Qingsong Street, clenched his fist, and knocked the iron door of a small porter room next to the gate. After a short while, the iron door was opened, and an old man with a lame leg peeked out.

"Hey, there's no one here...... There are all the ghosts in it, and there is nothing of value, and the good things have long been emptied...... Except for a few houses......"

The old man rubbed his rosacea vigorously, and before he could see Qiao standing in front of him, he shouted loudly.

"Well, sir, look at this." Joe slapped an official document on the old man's chest and said loudly: "From now on, I have the right to use No. 158 Qingsong Street, and this place will become the residence of my subordinates...... Well, a thousand gold marks a year for rent? It's not expensive! ”

The old man was stunned, grabbed the official document that Joshua had brought over, and looked at it seriously with a frown.

Finally, he carefully studied the red seal at the end of the official document: "Hmm, the Imperial Capital has the seal of the Asset Management Bureau...... Looks right. A thousand gold marks a year? Are those bastards kind? ”

The old man looked at Qiao with an incredulous expression: "Or did you give them a bribe?" I remember half a year ago, someone wanted to rent this place as a warehouse, and offered a high price of 10,000 gold marks a year, and those bastards refused! ”

The old man returned the document to Joe, and then babbled all the way to the back of the gate.

'Click', the old man opened the large padlock behind the door, ripped off an iron chain, and then forcefully opened the closed door.

As far as the eye can see, behind the gate of 158 Ching Pine Street, there is a square large enough to accommodate three to five thousand people.

The gate is on the south side of the square, and on the north and east and west sides of the square, there are three integrated "冂" shaped buildings. The granite building is three stories high, large and heavy, surrounded by rows of black pine trees that are much taller than the building.

In addition to the main building in the shape of "冂", there are also long dormitory buildings in the north, west and east, as well as some other ancillary buildings, such as canteens, warehouses, small teaching buildings, test grounds, etc.

Just look at No. 158 Qingsong Street as a whole, covering an area of about 1,000 acres, large and small teaching buildings, which can accommodate thousands of students to study here, canteens and dormitory buildings, which are enough for nearly 10,000 people to live and live.

"A thousand gold marks, it's really not expensive." Qiao grabbed the pile of official documents and orders from Lan Muhibiscus's hand, and muttered: "Who is so caring, let me come to the imperial capital for further study, and arrange such a good station for me, and give me such a low rent?" ”

"Tsk, this is because I am too handsome and chic, can a certain noble person take a fancy to my talent and character?"

After opening the spiritual sea, Qiao only felt that his brain was getting better and better, and many questions that he didn't care about or didn't bother to think about before all surfaced in his mind at this moment.

"Could it be that Her Majesty has noticed my extraordinary talents and wants to focus on cultivating me?"

Joe pointed to the old man who was guarding the door, and Mr. S. Sgens quietly stuffed a gold mark into the old man's palm, and the old man immediately became smiling, and his attitude towards Joe changed drastically.

Qiao asked the old man with a big change in attitude very seriously: "Excuse me, can the Minister of Police manage the Imperial Capital-State-Asset Management Bureau?" ”

The old man held the Golden Mark in his hand tightly, and his eyes narrowed into a line with a smile: "Last year, they were almost kicked out of the police department building because they paid the rent a little late...... That building, but the Empire's state-owned-asset! ”

Joe understood at once that the 'nobleman' who seemed to be taking care of him behind his back was obviously not the poor Minister of Police.

Then, it must be a big man with a higher status than the Minister of Police!

In the evening, wisps of cooking smoke rose from the canteen at No. 158 Tsing Song Street, which had not lived for a long time. A rich smell of broth reverberates throughout the playground.

Outside the gate of No. 158, there were also a few sentries with flintlock rifles on their backs, and the courtyard, which had been idle for a long time, was once again full of vitality.