The night is deep, and the streets of Huadu are still bustling and busy, only in the heart of the city, inside the police station, is a different scene.

The Parrieu Police Station, officially known as the "Parrieux Police Headquarters", is a historic institution responsible for the maintenance of public safety and order in the city of Parrieu and its suburbs.

As one of the most important police agencies in the Kingdom of Posen, it is directly subordinate to the Ministry of the Interior of the Kingdom of Posen, and is also supervised by the municipality of Paris.

This police station building, built centuries ago, is crawling with traces of time.

Ranchi and Talia are in a cold cell deep in the police station, ruthlessly separated from freedom by an iron door, and the dim light of the gray stone wall casts their shadows.

The lock on the iron door was tightly closed.

The silence lasted for a long time.

"Lanchi, I want to ask you a question."

Talia sat on her knees on the floor of her cell, her back straight.

Although the environment would make ordinary people panic, her eyes were still not the slightest moved.

She looked softly at Lanchi.

Instead, Ranch looked depressed, leaning against the corner and resting one hand on his knee.

"Tell me about it."

Ranch tilted his head and looked at her.

"Why are the two of us here?"

Talia asked, looking at Lanchi.

"Do you want to hear what you're saying?"

Lanchi immediately straightened his head and looked at her.

A thousand words were written in his eyes.

It stands to reason that the court should now be held again to review why the two of them were locked up in the police station, but he doesn't dare now.

He didn't want to be captured by five.

To be honest, Lan Qi never thought that he would go to a prison cell in his life, even in the Northern Continent, he started a cat, and he didn't even have an identity and household registration, and he worked hard all the way and never entered the police station.

But how long has he been in the flower capital of Parrieux, and he has already been sent to the bureau.

"Anyway, haven't we already managed to check in at a scenic spot?"

Talia asked.

She had talked to Lan Qi about the itinerary before she set off, and the purpose of this trip to the Posen Kingdom was to cultivate a tacit understanding between the two of them, and at the suggestion of Professor Bolau, they did agree to travel together.

One of the most important landmarks is the Parlieu Police Station, which dates back more than 300 years and was founded by Jean-Baptiste Corbed, Minister of the Interior of Poison during the reign of King Rany XIV of Posen.

The original purpose was to improve the level of security in the flower capital of Palieu, as well as to manage the order of the city more effectively.

Over the centuries, the agency has evolved into a complex public service with a wide range of responsibilities, from traffic management to anti-terrorism operations to day-to-day policing.

“…… And Ling travel, it will really be very impressive. ”

Ranch had nothing to say.

Maybe he will never forget this police station in his life.

"We actually lied just now, and we can get out."

Talia muttered to herself as she thought back.

The officers didn't really bother them much.

When brought back to the police station for investigation, the officers made it clear that they would be let go as long as they admitted they were a couple.

However, the two of them would rather go to prison and die than agree with the officer's words, and in the end they can only be characterized as fighting.

"Will you admit it?"

Lanch asked.

"No, it won't."

Talia denied.

"Do you think I'll admit it?"

Ranch asked again.

"No, it won't."

Talia still no.

"So what is there to say?"

"Yes."

The two of them passed the time like this.

I don't know how long I've been in this police station's cell, maybe almost an hour.

They don't have anything else to do but chat with each other to pass the time.

Although they are often prone to quarrels, the relationship may be better than when they first met.

Suddenly, there was silence in the cell again.

There will always be an end to the topic.

"I'm hungry."

Talia touched her stomach and felt like she hadn't eaten all night.

"Whoa."

Ranchi took a small bag of coconut cheese crackers out of his pocket and tossed it to Talia.

Talia caught it with some surprise.

She didn't expect that Lanchi, like Antanas, would also carry snacks when she went out.

And he dodged the search as if by magic.

Obviously, he didn't have this habit before.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Talia looked at the bag and hesitated for a moment, asking Ranchi.

"I don't."

Ranch shook his head.

"You didn't eat dinner either."

Talia earnestly stated the facts.

"I'm sure I'm not as hungry as you."

Ranch replied as a matter of course.

“……”

Talia stopped talking.

I don't know whether to be angry or moved for a moment.

"One and a half."

Talia tore open the bag, broke the cookie in half, and handed it half to Rankie.

“……”

Ranch hesitated slightly,

"Oh, you really like me, and you're willing to share the only food I have."

Then he squinted and smiled.

"You ......"

Talia suddenly wanted to eat all the biscuits in one bite.

But she found that if this happened, it seemed that she had fallen for Lanchi's trick again.

He probably just wanted to provoke himself to finish the biscuits alone.

She raised her hand and handed the biscuit to Ranchi's mouth.

Ranch didn't move, and neither did she.

Ranch could only helplessly take a bite of the biscuit, tilt his head and chew it.

Over time.

The silence in the hallway of the police station was broken by the sound of footsteps.

The voice drew closer, eventually stopping in front of Ranch and Taria's cell.

I saw a middle-aged curly-haired sergeant in a parrieux police uniform, holding a large set of keys in his hand, came to the cell of Talia and Ranchi, skillfully selected one of the keys in that bunch of keys, and opened the iron door with a "click".

A new ray of light was projected into this small space that had been lonely for a long time.

"You two, you can leave, someone bailed you out."

The sheriff pulled a small card out of his pocket and handed it to Ranch.

There are some concise words and an address written on it.

Count's Court of Asturias.

Signed by Countess Rosalinda.

Obviously, this piece of paper is written with the information of the bail person.

"Thank you."

Lanch followed the middle-aged sheriff out, put away the card, and thanked him.

"Little couples usually make trouble, don't really fight on the streets, recently they have been strictly investigating public security."

The sheriff glanced back at them.

"We're not really a couple."

Both stressed a little angrily.

"Don't come in again next time, the second time you enter the palace, I may have to take a pair of prison uniform photos for you, how does that kind of photo look like a couple photo."

The sheriff didn't care if the two of them admitted it or denied it.

The responsibilities of the Paris Police Department are very extensive, dedicated to the safety of the citizens and tourists of Parrieux, covering public safety, criminal investigation, traffic management, anti-terrorism, public event services and other aspects.

After taking the two to the police station, the sheriff handed them another business card with his information written on it, Sergeant Zefa.

"I am the sheriff of this police station, and if you have a need for civil services in Paris, in addition to contacting the Hutton embassy, you can also contact us directly, and we are available 24 hours a day for Huadu residents and tourists."

Sergeant Zefa said to the two of them,

"In addition, I also do some divination work on the weekends, so you can come to me if you need it."

He also seemed to see that the two were distinguished guests, after all, they could be released on bail by Count Rosalinda Asturias.

Ranch turned his business card around and saw the business content handwritten by Sheriff Zefa.

"Can you still sell intelligence as a police officer?"

Talia caught a glimpse of the card in Lanchi's hand and said in surprise.

"What intelligence mongers? That's called a soothsayer. ”

Sergeant Zefa put his hands behind his back and said indifferently,

"And I don't want money."

He only exchanged information for intelligence or favors.

“……”

Ranch couldn't say anything.

The city seemed freer than he had imagined.

I don't think there will be a sheriff who has to wear a hood on a side job.

Unable to say goodbye to the sheriff, Ranch said goodbye to Taria.

The Paris Police Station is located on the island of Ivan in the heart of the flower capital, near the famous church of Our Lady of Paris.

"To be reasonable, the traffic around the police station is quite convenient."

Ranch and Talia looked back at their first spot.

The building is not only a beautiful sight to behold in the center of Paris, but it has also witnessed many important events in the history of the Posen Kingdom, including the Posen Revolution, the World War of the North and the South, and a number of social movements and terrorist attacks in recent years.

"Then make an appointment next time?"

Talia asked expressionlessly.

"Sister Tata, don't do it, I'm really a little scared."

Although Ranch occasionally hears Talia's jokes now, he is really afraid of Talia being a trickster.

There is still a chapter that is not finished, and I am still desperately writing, striving for eleven o'clock