"Captain, we still have to take care of this, right?" the guard probed his head and said, "The size of this gathering is already more than 5,000 people. According to the Holy See's Public Security Management Punishment Law, now we should-"
Hermann shook his head, took a sip of beer and said, "The people above will come up with a solution. Before that, I don't think we should force them to leave."
There are now ten people in the inspection room. In this space of more than 200 square meters, ten people seem to make the place feel increasingly empty.
The rest of the people were maintaining order on the road below and did not drive away the protesting workers.
This was all at the behest of Hermann.
"Captain, they are disturbing the public order!" the guard emphasized again, "This kind of behavior——"
"They just want to survive. What's wrong with them!" Herman slammed the beer glass on the table and glanced at the guards in front of him angrily. "Is this unreasonable? Is this ridiculous? Do you think this should be done?
Being blocked?"
He smiled silently: "My parents are also workers. I know better than anyone how much calculation and intrigue it takes to climb to this position... But now, I don't want to talk about it, because I am a human being, and they are the same person."
People of the same kind.”
"team leader……"
"I can sit here drinking beer and get a monthly salary of fifty gold coins without doing anything. You only need to patrol daily and get six gold coins a month... What about them? Day and night.
You work, but in the end you can’t even get fifteen silver coins? Tell me, is this fucking fair?”
Hermann shook his head: "In any case, this is unreasonable. They should have a chance, at least... at least a chance to protest."
The protest below was still very high, and Herman knew that news from the Holy See would not be received until at least tomorrow afternoon - the Pope would not accept any letters at night, and would only review and approve relevant documents the next morning. This back and forth,
It is likely to cause huge delays. Once you miss a bus, you may have to wait for a full three hours.
Three hours were enough to ignite the anger of these workers to the extreme.
Hermann stood up and walked to the rest area.
He had not slept a wink all night over this matter. He had spent a lot of time trying to calm down the chaos over Little Jimmy's incident. In the end, the compensation to Little Jimmy's sister even came from Herman's own pocket. The mental pressure was already there.
It was difficult for him to maintain his body's high load and he had to rest.
"Wait, Captain...you dropped something!"
"Something?" Herman turned around in surprise, and a piece of white paper suddenly fell on the floor behind him - this kind of thing is rare in the East District, usually only sold in the post office or a few shops, and sometimes used in beer halls.
To keep accounts, but the scale of paper production is really small.
Although he didn't quite remember the origin of the paper, he still bent down to pick it up and patted the dust on the paper.
Hermann turned over the letter and the first line of words on the back came into view.
There is a chilling letter:
v.
…
East District, train station.
In the darkness, a group of people quickly rushed towards the waiting hall.
"Hey, hey, you haven't bought your tickets yet!"
Obviously, they didn't take the conductor's words seriously.
The leader of the group had a long black heavy sword on his waist. He was dressed in red and was very luxurious.
It was Hai Wuya who simply failed in his raid.
"Sir, you haven't bought a ticket yet!" The guard held his saber across a group of five people and said with a serious expression: "According to Article 3 of the Vatican's Train Management Law, you should pay for your ticket immediately, otherwise compulsory measures will be taken against you!"
Hai Wuya opened his hood, glanced at the guard in front of him calmly, and then called to the people behind him to give him three more silver coins: "I can give you the money, but... when will the next train leave?"
The guard put away the silver coins and immediately replied: "In three hours."
"Three hours?" Hai Wuya squinted his eyes and looked back at the Vatican guards: "Didn't you say you can arrive before the hour?"
"It's only fifty-eight minutes now, right?" The Holy See guard behind Hai Wuya did not answer Hai Wuya's question, but asked several guards at the train station, "Who allowed you to leave early?"
"Who?" the guard raised his lips with disdain: "It's the secret guard's order! You'd better not make trouble, otherwise -"
"What secret guards? How come I didn't know about this?" The Holy See guard said in surprise: "There have been no secret guards in the East District for two or three years. What on earth are you talking about?"
It is true that the Eastern District still falls under the jurisdiction of Fanas, but with the development of the Eastern District in recent years and the obvious decline in the dominance of the Holy See, the number of secret guards appearing in the Eastern District has become less and less.
Moreover, in an environment with poor people like the East District, there is no one for the Pope to assassinate. Therefore, the appearance of a secret guard in the East District is as outrageous as a fat pig running into a tree.
But the guard obviously didn't understand the current situation. Taking advantage of the fact that he had the backing of the secret guard, he still said firmly: "Don't ask too many questions about irrelevant matters, otherwise..."
"What on earth are you talking about?" Hai Wuya frowned, looking a little annoyed, "We are from the Holy See, and the secret guards you are talking about are completely false! Now, mobilize the train as quickly as possible!"
"You just said you are from the Holy See?"
The guard suddenly realized something was wrong. He remembered clearly that the secret guard had told him earlier that if someone behind him claimed to be from the Holy See and asked to leave early, he would most likely be an accomplice of that kid and must be handed over to the Supervisory Team for investigation.
.
The secret guard even gave him the address of the surveillance team and the name of the captain... so he remembered this matter very clearly.
The Vatican guards saw several guards at the train station surrounding them and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Do you want to rebel?"
"I see you are the one who wants to rebel!" A guard drew his sword with sharp eyes, "Catch them!"
For a moment, the entire waiting hall was in chaos. Since the simple train had just left, there was not even a single person in the waiting hall.
They could neither prove their identity nor prove that the previous secret guard was just a cover...
"Jian Zi Zai... What a good plan..." Hai Wuya gritted his teeth and pressed his hand on the Guili sword hanging at his waist.
Obviously, he cannot use weapons of mass destruction here, otherwise it would be even more impossible to catch up with Jian Yi...
Now he only has two choices, either cooperate with the investigation, or... he can only start a fight.
If they start fighting directly... the distance between him and Jian Yi will only become wider and wider.
"We..." Hai Wuya said helplessly, "We accept the investigation."
