At Blackpool's detective agency, Jones is tied to a chair with a big flower, his eyes are purple and blue, and his white shirt is stained with nosebleeds everywhere.

Fred sat at the table across from him, a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, patiently cutting the kebab in front of him.

He tasted a piece of sizzling barbecue, and seemed to feel a little tired, so he took another sip from his teacup.

But as soon as the tea was delivered to his mouth, Fred couldn't help but squirt out.

"Poof!"

He wiped his lips, opened the lid of the teacup and looked inside, and the original green tea leaves had actually faded.

Fred angrily slammed the teapot on the ground, only to hear a thud, he opened his mouth and scolded, "Fuck! These profiteers, even I dare to cheat! ”

At this point, Fred lost the mood to eat, and he leaned back in his chair to look at Jones, who had been beaten and was already a little delirious.

"Tell me, what are you doing with me today?"

Jones took a breath, looked up and said, "No...... It's nothing, today Inspector Hastings received a report that a Frenchman had been lost in the precinct. I think about it, you are probably the only one who does this kind of business. I'm here to ask if you have anything to do with this case. ”

Fred licked his tongue between his teeth that were stuffed with shredded flesh: "Oh...... You're pretty smart, aren't you? That's right, I caught a fat Frenchman, but this has nothing to do with you, you can go back now. ”

"It's really you!"

Jones was about to stand up, but the gun against his head forced him to sit back obediently.

He endured the aches and pains all over his body, and tried to reason with Fred in the most calm tone.

"Listen to my advice, you quickly let the people go. Superintendent Hastings is now in full swing at Scotland Yard, and he is so admired by Sir Peel that even Chief Rowan has to be polite to him.

Didn't I convey his request for Clemens last time? He told you to settle down a little bit lately and stop doing those businesses for a short time. Although the case of St. Giles's disappearance seems to be closed, in my opinion, Inspector Hastings should not have given up for the time being.

Besides, even if you don't listen to our advice and have to get an indentured slave, you can find it in other regions! Why did you pick the jurisdiction of the Inspector of Hastings, didn't you hit him at the muzzle? ”

Fred heard Jones pull out Clemens as a banner, and couldn't help but warn: "Boy, do you think Clemens is omnipotent? What did he tell me to do, and I had to do? To tell you the truth, Lao Tzu's business is bigger than he imagined!

I have hundreds of brothers, and they're all pointing me to eat. If I don't open for a day, are you going to make them drink Thames water?

If you insist that I let the Frenchman go, it's not impossible. Now you will take out three thousand pounds, and I will let you bring them back now. ”

"Three thousand pounds?!" Jones said angrily: "Fred, you are sitting on the ground!" An indentured slave sold to North America is only thirty or forty pounds, and you open your mouth and ask me for three thousand, you like money so much, why don't you just go to the financial city to rob the bank? ”

Fred shrugged: "Robbing a bank? I want to grab it, but I don't have the strength!

Also, if you can't come up with three thousand pounds, you're sorry. You can't pay this money, but some people are willing to pay. I'll tell you the truth, that Frenchman is worth the price. Someone paid a fortune for that person's life.

The intermediary told me that if the fat man was brought back to France alive, I would receive a commission of two thousand five hundred pounds, and that I would receive fifteen hundred pounds of hardship even if I only paid the body.

The other party spent such a large price, and I am willing to break the contract if I ask you for 3,000 pounds, which really values the old friendship and good cooperative relationship between us. ”

Jones thought Fred was cheating on him, and he couldn't help but scold.

"Fred, you're killing yourself! Obviously, as long as this period of time is passed smoothly, we can continue to do business as usual, and the Duke of Wellington will not be able to hold on!

When the Tories go down, then Inspector Hastings will have no backer, and then we will fix him as much as we want! And you, for a little profit, are you going to send us all in! ”

"Petty profits?" When Fred heard this, he raised an eyebrow and stepped forward to give Jones a mouthful.

Only a snap was heard, and Jones was dizzy.

When he came to his senses, he saw Fred dangling a white check in front of him.

"Look clearly, Rothschild Bank, a big brand that can be trusted, five hundred pounds, and that's just a deposit to catch people. Do you still think I'm making fun of you? ”

When Jones saw the check, his mind slowly cleared up, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"What is the origin of that Frenchman? Why is he worth so much money? ”

Fred pouted: "Then I don't know." All I know is that the financiers behind the scenes are very generous with their money and do things very happily, much better than you poor people from the Metropolitan Police Department.

It's hard work to make a deal with you, dozens of guns, a little bit of stolen goods, I have to pay you a commission. Tsk, if it weren't for the fact that you could help me cover up the indentured slave business, I wouldn't have bothered to continue to negotiate a deal with you. ”

With that, Fred nodded at the younger brothers on the side and motioned for them to untie Jones.

He pulled a wad of bills out of a drawer, counted out a few and stuffed them into Jones's jacket pocket, and then put the rest into Jones's trouser pocket.

"Sheriff Jones, don't be too angry about today's incident. Twenty pounds for your shirt is my apology, and two hundred pounds in your trouser pocket is a tribute to Clemens.

You go back for me and tell him that I will take the goods to sea in a while, after all, the owner of the goods has spent a lot of money this time, and he is also in a hurry.

If Clemens still has some stock on hand, send someone to me as soon as possible in the next few days, and I can take the things out with me when the time comes. ”

Jones was originally angry in his stomach, but for the sake of the bulging ticket in his chest, he could only swallow the blood in his mouth into his stomach.

"Well, I promise you. But I also have to remind you that if you insist on making this deal, you better be careful.

Finally, next Wednesday Inspector Hastings will lead a team to Liverpool to take part in the safety and security of the railway opening. Let's trade on that day, shall we? ”

When Fred heard this, a smile finally appeared on his face that had not woken up.

He patted Jones on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother, didn't you just talk like that?" I was beaten in vain, so why bother? ”

(End of chapter)