The aristocratic lords were angry, and the Grand Field was in a hurry.

The Grand Field is in a hurry, and the people at the bottom below are going to be busy in the dark.

And for Munster Xia, the surprise was not a bad thing.

The patrol at the bottom of the Grand Field is divided into day patrol and night patrol, and the night patrol is generally worse than the day patrol, and in the night patrol it is divided into three, six, nine and so on.

Lington is a large city that is divided into four districts: Uptown, Middle, Downtown, and Slum.

These four districts are not a serious plan, but a customary name in people's mouths.

For many people, they don't know how many districts there are, but they must know that there are four districts in the upper, middle and lower poverty.

The patrol area, of course, is divided.

The best patrol area is Midtown.

Compared with Shangcheng District, Zhongcheng District is "far away from the emperor of the sky", so you don't have to tremble every day, for fear of accidentally bumping into some big person.

There are many people who are rich and not so rich, and there is plenty of oil and water.

Uptown is the best (before the Ripper), and there are very few criminals, but the big guys, when they are not in danger, are dangerous themselves.

If you are a little careless, you don't know how to collide with them, and you end up bleak.

Uptown patrols, stressful and with zero extra money and gray income.

Of course, there is also a chance to climb up, so there will also be patrolmen who are willing to go.

And the lower city to the slums, that is the work area that all the patrol officers do not want to work.

The casualty rate is high, gangs are rampant, the poor can't squeeze oil and water, gang members are vicious, and all kinds of outlaws and criminals are infested.

Ostensibly, the patrol area of the patrol encompasses the whole of Lington.

In fact, at night in the ghetto, the night watch will only shake a little in the area between the lower town and the ghetto.

Definitely not really going deep into the slums.

The life and death of the people in the lower city are still in charge, and the death of the people in the slums really doesn't care from the big people to the numb poor people themselves.

Gran Field is the headquarters of law and order, in the upper town.

In the truly divided Borough of Lington, each has its own sub-district.

Munster Shah is part of the Whitechapel Bureau in the Whitechapel District.

His patrol area is an area where the lower town meets the ghetto - half of the Whitechapel district belongs to the lower city, and half can be counted as the slum.

It's a very bad place to work.

Even if you go from a normal two-person to a three-person patrol, it's not very safe.

However, with the birth of Jack the Ripper, the aristocratic magnates were furious.

Uptown must be on guard.

Even Munster was mobilized to conduct a night patrol in Uptown.

For the night watchmen in the lower city, it is naturally a good thing to be able to go to the night patrol in the upper city.

It's just that this Munster is also unlucky.

Last night, while patrolling the Uptown, a carriage went out of control, and he couldn't intercept it, so he fell and passed out.

I don't know what the follow-up will be.

After looking at the sky, it was already approaching evening, and Xia Yanzhen planned to follow the identity arrangement first and go to Gran Field to report.

Because he woke up in his own bed, the Prisoner of Darkness placed in the imprint space did not automatically put it on.

After Xia Yanzhen got up, he put on the uniform of a patrol officer.

A dark blue uniform with a belt around the waist, but not over trousers, but over a coat to stuff batons.

The shoes worn are long brown boots that reach the calf, and the pants are tucked into the boots, so they are not afraid of standing water and are easy to move.

There is also a set of "police tools" to wear.

They are a helmet that is a bit like a hard hat but has a longer back, soft leather that reaches the back, a short poncho that hems to the thigh, and a black T-stick.

The stick is metal on the inside and wrapped in a layer of rubber on the outside.

It seems soft, but the taste of smashing on people is definitely uncomfortable.

In addition, there is a whistle, and in case of a critical situation, the first thing is to blow the whistle.

The whistle of the patrol officer is also a major feature of Lington.

"I don't know what kind of power exists in this mission world." Xia Yanzhen finished dressing and walked out of the house.

His home is in Downtown.

It is impossible to walk to the upper town.

The main means of transportation in Lington are boats, cars and horses.

Mado refers to horse-drawn carriages, which are necessary for wealthy people to travel.

Needless to say, there is a large river that runs through the city in Lington, with many tributaries, and sometimes it is more convenient to travel by water than by land.

The car is the train.

The first train in Lington appeared fifty years ago, when the upper class took pride in getting on it.

Now, they have long since abandoned the kind of transportation with the constant sound of "clang".

"Commuting" in the middle of the city, returning to the horse-drawn carriage.

Today's trains are freight and passenger, and the price has been reduced.

Ordinary civilians in the lower city stand once in a while, and it's still fine.

Xia Yanzhen didn't treat himself badly, he directly bought a ticket with a high price (for his identity), and dangled all the way to Shangcheng District.

Once you enter the upper town area, you can clearly feel the difference.

The streets are wide, neat, and smooth, and there won't be many bumps in the carriages running on them.

There are drainage channels on both sides of the road, and even when it rains in Lington, there is very little water accumulation.

Not to mention the houses, all kinds of big houses and high-rise buildings.

The highest building on the road is 10 floors.

The river is also clear, not to mention compared to the lower city and the slums, even compared to the middle city, it is two worlds.

Out of the station, Xia Yanzhen walked all the way to the Grand Field headquarters.

The time came to 5.30pm.

The night watch process is to report to Grand Field, pick up the revolver that is only available now, and then start the night watch in pairs.

Come back at six o'clock in the morning and hand over the gun before leaving.

Patrol officers are not qualified to carry guns.

It was a special time to equip them with a revolver with six rounds.

Xia Yanzhen was dressed in a police uniform and entered the Grand Field unhindered, but after entering, many people stared at him and whispered.

Others were pointing, many of them familiar colleagues in the Whitechapel Bureau.

"Is there a legacy of yesterday's incident?" Xia Yanzhen said secretly in his heart.

I knocked myself out last night, and of course I didn't wake up in my own bed.

After a short coma, Munster Xia woke up.

The carriage had departed, and the patrolmen of the same group of night guards stood beside them, their faces unhappy.

This is followed by the normal night watch process.

In the morning, I left in a hurry after handing over the gun hungry.

Night patrol in the upper town is hard work, especially now, twelve hours, and I don't even dare to take a break.

Exhausted, Munster hurriedly ate a meal, and with a headache, fell asleep.

After waking up, it was Xia Yanzhen.

Munster is a very small transparent, and now Gran Field, with more than two hundred night watchmen transferred over like him.

I can't recognize it all.

Now that it has arrived, it can attract some attention, and there should be some change.

Xia Yanzhen's expression remained unchanged and came to the reporting office.

I saw a middle-aged man coming over and said in a fierce tone: "Xia, what did you do?" ”

"Huh?" Xia Yanzhen asked rhetorically, "What did I do?" ”

This man, whom he "knew", was the deputy director of the Whitechapel Bureau, named Leo.

"What happened last night! Someone else came to the door! ”

Leo took Xia Yanzhen to a small room, scolded, and explained what happened today.

It turned out that this morning, a coachman in Grand Field came to complain, saying that a patrol officer whistled indiscriminately, disturbed the horses and almost injured the nobles in the car.

This patrol officer is naturally Munster Xia.

After listening, Xia Yanzhen was speechless for a while.

Indeed, there was a whistle last night, and it was the instinct of the patrol officers to whistle first when something happened.

But the whistle is blown after the horse is frightened, not before.

The coachman said that the horses were frightened by the whistle and that they were reversing black and white.

"First the horses were inexplicably startled, and then I blew the whistle." Xia Yanzhen said.

"You don't count."

"So what?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"So, do you know who it's from?" Leo said.

Xia Yanzhen shook his head.

"It's the coachman of Baron Barth's house." Leo said.

"Who?"

This is really confusing, in a lot of information about the identity arrangement, there is no Baron Bart related.

Seeing that Xia Yan really didn't know him, Leo frowned, and had to talk about Baron Barth's origin.

In the upper town of Lington, there are roughly two kinds of people living there, one is the nobility and the other is the new nobility.

There is no need to elaborate on the aristocracy, they have always controlled Lington, and they have controlled the country of Inwell.

The new aristocracy has emerged in the past hundred years.

These people, in Xia Yanzhen's words, are the bourgeoisie, the big capitalists.

After mastering a large amount of wealth, seeking higher social status and power, bamboo slips shared the power in the hands of the old aristocracy.

These people usually have titles that cannot be hereditary, and are also called honorary nobles and new nobles.

Baron Bart as Leo calls him, whose full name is Bowen Barth, has a family business of mining, and is a wealthy and powerful coal boss - oh, the new nobleman.

"Got it, but then what?" Xia Yanzhen listened to Leo's words, "Then what does Bart want me to do?" ”

Leo looked at Xia Yanzhen in surprise, and almost slapped him: "It's not what you want to do." It's you who go over and see if Baron Bart can spare you! Yesterday in the carriage was Baron Barth's favorite little daughter, do you know? ”

"I don't know." Xia Yanzhen replied truthfully.

Leo patted his head, felt that his head was big, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Xia Yanzhen anymore, so he directly called someone and asked him to take Xia Yanzhen to Baron Baron's house.

As for what Baron Bart did with this little patrolman, Gran Field would not ask.

When Xia Yanzhen comes back, the uniform on his body will be stripped off.

Baron Bart was a financial contributor to Grand Field and was a close friend of the Chief Constable of Grand Field.

The police officer who sent Xia Yanzhen was not so much leading the way as an escort, and took Xia Yanzhen to a villa.

The huge garden is behind iron gates and high walls.

The house is again in the garden.

Behind the iron gate, stood two bodyguards, armed with revolvers at their waists.

In this world, pistols are only revolvers.

The more powerful one is the rifle, which is equivalent to the Mauser in every way.

Further up, turn to the steam guns.

"Who?"

I saw two uniformed men coming, and one of the bodyguards walked out of the small door next to the big iron gate.