"Have you gone to the Metropolitan Police?" Dean Charles asked without any fluctuation in his tone.
"Both the investigation department and the crime squad went and sealed off the scene."
"Wait for Adrian and the others in London and let me know if there is any news."
"In addition, I will let Scott contact you about the treatment costs for the injured soldiers."
"Okay, Dean." Lieutenant Avery said.
After Lieutenant Avery hung up the phone, he was led by the police officers waiting outside the door and walked into a police office hall on the first floor. There were desks in the hall, which looked quite crowded.
There are more or less file bags placed beside the table, but there are not many police officers in the hall. There are less than ten people sitting at the desks handling matters. It seems that the other police officers are out.
The innermost part of the office hall is a separate office. The office and the lobby are separated by wooden finely decorated partition walls (that is, false walls). The frosted glass blocks the view indoors and outdoors, which greatly improves the privacy of the office.
Good guarantee, but the sound insulation effect is not good as you can imagine.
Under the leadership of the police officer, Lieutenant Avery came to the door of the office. "Dong" the police officer knocked on the door, and the voice of "Please come in" came from inside the house.
"Second Lieutenant, this is the team leader's office. The deputy team leader is waiting for you." After saying that, he left alone.
Lieutenant Avery opened the door and walked into the office. A middle-aged man who looked to be forty years old and wearing a police uniform was sitting behind the desk, smoking a pipe in his hand and looking at an open document on the table.
There was a metal cabinet against the wall. A slender blonde was sorting the cabinet. When she saw Second Lieutenant Avery walking in, she closed the file and said, "Lieutenant, you just need to tell me how you were attacked."
Already."
"Miss Blanche, please record this." The middle-aged man looked at the blonde next to him and said.
"Okay." The blonde replied, putting down her work.
Lieutenant Avery sat on the chair in front of his desk and told the middle-aged man what happened, while the blonde on the other side listened and took notes.
Dover town
Chu Long and Ya Heng both got up late. They were really tired yesterday. It was already noon when they got up. Mo Lin didn't get up until now. Yesterday, Alfred dragged him to the bar to drink and talk about gun battles.
It happened in the middle of the night, and I am still immersed in sleep.
When Chu Long came to the restaurant, there were already many people eating lunch in the restaurant. Ya Heng was sitting at the innermost table and chatting with Alfred. Chu Long asked the waiter for a regular lunch
Finally, we came to Yaheng’s table.
"How's your rest going? Are you feeling better?" Ya Heng asked.
"Yes, I slept very soundly last night." Chu Long took a sip of milk and said.
"The housekeeper of the director of the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst called this morning and said that he would send a car to pick you up at noon to take you to the manor." Alfred said at this time.
"Do you need to call Mo Lin?" Chu Long cut a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and said while eating.
"No, let him rest!" Yaheng said after taking a sip of tea.
Chu Long and others chatted while having lunch. After the meal, several people came to the bar to chat about unfinished topics in the restaurant. Not long after, a man dressed as a soldier came in at the door of the bar and walked straight to the bar to ask what was going on.
Moton, the bartender, asked: "Excuse me, who are Chu Long and Ya Heng?"
"If you see the three people at the back who are chatting, that's it." Moton pointed to the location of Chu Long and the other three people and said. There were not many people in the bar at this time, and there were even less people sitting together. They were all zero.
There were scattered seats, but Chu Long's table was very conspicuous, not to mention that they were sitting at the innermost table.
The soldier walked straight to Chu Long's table, looked at Chu Long and the three of them and said, "Which of you are Chu Long and Ya Heng? I was sent by Dean Charles to pick you up."
"I am Ya Heng, and this is Chu Long. I will arrange things before we leave." After Ya Heng said that, he and Chu Long left their seats together, came outside the bar, and explained some of today's events to Alfred.
matter.
Yaheng told Alfred some things, mainly saying that if he hadn't come back by the evening, he would ask Alfred to call the merchant in London and tell him that he would postpone his arrival in London.
After arranging things, Chu and Long got into a car driven by soldiers and headed for the manor outside the town. On the way, Yaheng and Chu Long talked about the things they had to deal with this time in London. In less than a quarter of an hour, Chu Long
Long and his party came to Roberts Manor. This was Chu Long's first close contact with this private manor located outside the small town of Dover.
From the fused memories, Chu Long knew that in that high-tech era, almost no one lived in the manor, and all were high-rise buildings. It seemed that there were still people who could build high-rise buildings, but they were all built on alien land.
Not on a primitive planet. Looking at the manor in front of me is still very shocking.
"Kelanglang" The gate of the manor was slowly opened by the guard at the door, and the car drove into the parking lot beside the gate of the manor. At this time, a tall and thin man was wearing a set of dark British clothes and tied a
A new-style string tie and a pair of sheepskin shoes. He seemed to be about forty years old. His short dark hair looked energetic and capable.
The tall and lanky man came over and introduced himself first: "I am the butler of Roberts Manor, Scott Cook."
"You can just call me Butler Scott."
"Dean Charles is dealing with work matters. Let me take you two to tour the manor first." Butler Scott said slowly to Chu Long and Ya Heng.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Steward Scott." Chu Long looked at the thin but tall steward and said.
After Butler Scott nodded, he led Chu Long and the two of them around the manor. The butler told Chu Long and Ya Heng the origin of Roberts Manor. In 1710, Queen Anne at the time moved Dover to
Several hundred hectares of land outside the small town of Wellington were given to Arthur Roberts, 1st Duke of Wellington (ancestor of Charles Roberts) in recognition of his contribution in a foreign war in July 1703.
It turned out that it was that battle that caused the Duke to lose his left arm. There is a small lake in Roberts Manor, with a beautiful and picturesque view of the lake and mountains. Outside the huge arch of the manor, there is an open green lawn and an infinitely high blue sky. The grass slope
It undulates and extends to both sides, with a wide and clean corridor in the middle, leading to the palace in front. On the lawn, on the shore of the lake, and under the palace, the sun is shining brightly, and heroic soldiers are patrolling.
You can imagine the scene when everything comes to life in spring. Small flowers are dotted on the grass slopes, and the lake is as level as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and water lilies. Occasionally, water birds fly by, but they do not disturb it in the slightest, but make it even more beautiful.
Its quiet.
Chu Long sighed sincerely: "The manor is really big!" Ya Heng beside him nodded casually as if in agreement, but didn't say anything, just looking at the manor.