In the town of Haussia, there are obvious signs of its former prosperity. The central square of the town is quite large. Today, there are still many pigeons walking in the square looking for food, but the scene where many people came to feed them in the past has disappeared.
Although the square is large, the red bricks are mottled and many places are turned upside down. Some little boys and girls wearing patched clothes and trousers are playing barefoot in the square, but compared with the poor children in Jiangnan and Northern Territory, their clothes are indeed
They were more decent, including jackets and skirts, but they were all soiled and dirty.
Following decades of tradition, they would not catch those pigeons. As for the idea of catching them for meat, they probably would not even cross their minds. After all, although this is the poorest area on the peninsula, these children should occasionally be able to
Meat, bread and the like can barely satisfy the hunger, at least people will not starve to death, and the peninsula authorities still provide relief here.
What's more, although the economy here is ruined, all industries are depressed, and most people have moved away, most families of those who remain can still make a living.
The town's police station is next to the square church.
When the two cars parked in front of the police station, it was afternoon, about three o'clock, and the people under the sun were drowsy.
The Sheriff's Office is a two-story brick building in the Baroque style in a small alley, but it is very conspicuous. The brick building is painted blue, including the wooden door, which means peace and security. The other brick buildings are in disrepair.
Yes, but they are all dusty, in sharp contrast to the new paint of the police station.
The police station is very small. According to the information provided by the Houseville Police Department, the police station only has one sergeant and one patrol officer, and both of them are old men. It is completely incomparable to the town when the coal mines were not exhausted and the town was prosperous.
Lu Ming and others got out of the car, "I'm here to ask questions." Lu Ming greeted Han Anni and others who were coming from the car behind.
Several girls nodded.
The blue wooden door of the police station is open, and the wooden floor creaks when you enter. It should be the report room when you enter, but there is no one behind the wooden platform.
"Is Chief Dimayo here?" Lu Ming raised his voice, and a female attendant acted as an interpreter.
After a long while, I heard some movement upstairs, and walking down the creaking wooden stairs, an old man with a hooked nose in a black police uniform came down.
Lu Ming touched his pocket and realized that he didn't have the certificate of appointment with him. Black-headed Yuluan and the like were used to it. He coughed and said to a female attendant beside him: "Show him the certificate."
The hook-nosed old man looked at the uniforms of Han Anni and several female guards, with a strange look in his eyes. When the female guard took out the ID of the Federal Special Investigation Bureau, he nodded: "I am the police assistant here.
Husband, may I ask why you are here...?"
I had already seen the information sheets with photos of two police officers in this town. The hook-nosed old man was indeed Agent Zoff, but he was older than in the photos.
"Where's Sheriff Dimayo?" Lu Ming asked.
"I've been on sick leave these days." The hook-nosed old man's eyes returned to Lu Ming.
"Seven days ago, the Houseville Police Department faxed photos of the three suspects. Did you see them?"
The hook-nosed old man nodded: "I saw it, but I really don't know those three people. I also distributed photos to the residents of this town, but no one knows those three people."
Lu Ming looked at him, then stretched out his hand, and the female attendant handed over three photos. Lu Ming showed it to the hook-nosed old police officer, "Doesn't anyone in this town know these three people?"
The hook-nosed man was startled. Looking at the three photos, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, "Hey, the photos faxed are not these three people?! Is there a mistake in the fax? This new technology just doesn't work!
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Lu Ming nodded: "Please make copies of these three photos and distribute them to the residents in this area to see if anyone knows them. By the way, help us find a temporary place to stay."
"Okay, okay, no problem." Zoff took the photo and hurriedly agreed.
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Zoff tried his best to help find a place to stay, because the town had no hotels for a long time. He suggested that his wife had a relative who had moved to the city for a long time, and his wife had been taking care of the house, so a few agents could stay temporarily.
Lu Ming and others went to see it. It was a small two-story courtyard, but it was clean, with water and electricity. Zoff also asked his wife to bring some brand new sheets, mattresses, etc.
Isabel's retinue drove the car over. There was a camping tent in the car. It seemed that Isabel would set up a tent in the yard.
Zoff was busy for a while, and when he came in from the outside, he found Lu Ming and started chattering to him. Lu Ming couldn't understand either, but soon a follower of Isabel ran over and translated for the two of them.
"Mr. Lu, it turns out that these three people are all from nearby villages, and they are all somewhat famous. They often ride around on horses. I have an impression after listening to them. They often come to town!" Zoff's face was filled with excitement.
He chirped in surprise, but Lu Ming didn't understand, so his expression was in vain. Now that he said it for the second time, the surprised look on his face became a little embarrassing.
The female attendants next to me all rolled their eyes.
In fact, Teacher Lu made a surprise attack and first asked if the fax had been received. He confirmed that the other party had also sent the photo, but without any feedback, he directly took out the photo.
Everything caught the other party off guard, and it was very difficult to tell lies.
All the parties involved, including Zoff, understood it tacitly, and now it was up to see if anyone would break the window paper.
"Okay, I'm going to do some research on these people's detailed information, including the people they often come in contact with. I hope I can send it over before going to bed tonight." Lu Ming smiled at Zuofu.
"Okay, I'll do it right away!" Zoff hurriedly went.
Han Anni came over at this time and asked: "How is it?"
"It depends on whether the material he will give us later is thin or thick!" Lu Ming smiled, "If it is thick, it means that he is at best a sympathizer, or instinctively provides shelter for these People's Party people out of local ideas.
Now he knows that he can't hide it, so in order to protect himself, he must tell everything he knows, otherwise, he will be the next one to be handcuffed."
"If the information given to us is very thin, he is either stupid or too involved and determined to fight against the authorities."
"So, let's wait and see."
"Oh, Annie, you also know that there are always people who want to get rid of me, and they even chased me to the East China Sea to assassinate me. Now I don't have my two bodyguards with me. Can you sleep in the same room with me tonight to protect me?"
Originally, Han Anni nodded repeatedly after hearing Lu Ming's words, but when she heard the last sentence, she immediately frowned, "Don't talk nonsense, how sad will Isabel be if she hears it?"
Lu Ming was stunned, and suddenly felt that the title of "stepfather" was not so good. When joking with others, should he be careful not to damage his image in the eyes of the little cotton jacket?
Seeing Isabel coming over at this time, Han Anni nodded to her and turned to leave.
"Teacher, do you think the assassinations of Zoff and Frey are related?" Isabel asked.
Seeing Isabel asking for advice seriously, Lu Ming coughed and said, "I don't think there should be a direct relationship. Otherwise, what he would have done to us would not have been something like a broken fax machine. His superiors must have investigated it long ago."
A plan to deal with it, instead of blurting out lies that are full of loopholes."
"That's what the teacher said." Isabel nodded lightly.
Seeing how gentle, elegant, quiet and cute this beautiful girl was, Lu Ming murmured in his heart, Chris, how could you have such a cold relationship with such a good daughter?
Moreover, being called "teacher" by her with great respect, I feel that I should be taller. It seems that no matter how much I talk about being a trainee, it really doesn't fit in with my image as a very knowledgeable stepfather.
