Cosma Empire

"Boss, someone reported that he witnessed a murder on the street, what should we do now?"

Prondo, who had just returned to the police station, still had one foot outside the door. A young police officer came over, stood beside him, and pointed to an old woman sitting on a bench beside him. Prondo rolled his eyes, he hiccupped, and breathed out a breath of alcohol, "What should I do? Of course, we should file a case for investigation and find out the murderer. Do you want me to take you to do it before you know what to do?" Do it?"

Just as he was about to go inside and was about to go back to the lounge in the office to lie down for a while, the young policeman took a step and stopped him again. It only took half a second for his face to change from impatience to mild anger. There was a trace of anger hidden in a pair of eyes, and the tone was very unfriendly, "I said damn it, what else is going on? Is someone's cow lost? Or is the sewer blocked?"

With an embarrassed smile on his face, the young policeman whispered, "The one who died was Wood's confidant, Mr. Jim."

The slightly smoky alcohol dissipated from Prondo's body in an instant. He trembled, grabbed the young police officer by the collar, and slipped him in front of him, almost face to face, "You mean Wood Woodman Wood? It was his dog leg Jim who died?" Seeing the young policeman nodding his head, Pronto pushed him away and strode towards his office, "Tell me about the matter , I remember you mean murder in the street? Then there must be more than one witness, let me clarify the matter, you come with me first. "

When he was about to enter the office, he knocked on the desk next to the office, and a woman with a pretty face in her thirties looked up at him, "Let Xiu En get over here, immediately!" After speaking, Prondo plunged headfirst into the office, followed by the little police officer.

Sitting on the comfortable boss chair, Prondo tore off the neckline that fit his neck very well, and he pointed to the cup on the side bar, "Get me some damn ice water, God, you are in the police academy You learned how to stand as a penalty, right? Keep your eyes open, there are many things in this world for you to do!"

The young police officer lowered his head and went to the bar to get a glass of ice water for Mr. Prondo. To put it simply, it was cold water with ice cubes added. It is said that small refrigerators for household use have begun to be sold in the capital, but that is still too far away for Tenell. All the ice in the city comes from the Turner Ice Factory. The ice is divided into three grades: ice made from boiled water, tap water and well water.

The materials used are different, and the price of course is also different. Of course, the one used by Mr. Prandeau is the best.

He took a big gulp from the cold cup, and he felt a sense of comfort all over his body. Fatty is not good at this point, even in autumn, he needs to use ice water to cool down. He casually put the cup on the coaster of the desk, looked at the young police officer, and picked his fingers, "Don't you think you should say something now?"

The police officer was startled, and immediately said, "Except for the old woman outside who needs to rest for a while because of the fright, more than twenty people have come to report the case so far, and they all said they witnessed a murder. Can There is only one identified dead person, Jim. He was murdered by a young man at a street table in Tiantianle BBQ restaurant. The young man stabbed him in the neck and chest with a hook. He was stabbed several times and died on the spot."

"In addition, there was another murder case. The deceased was beyond recognition. We have not yet been able to know the identity of the deceased, but according to eyewitnesses, the deceased had gathered with a group of homeless people before, and they may also be gang members..."

After a long time, Pronto raised his head and looked at the little policeman, "What did you just say?" The little policeman froze slightly, and just as he was about to say something, Prondo waved his hand and didn't let him continue. "Forget it, I see,

Well done to you, go ahead and investigate these things, now! "

After the little policeman turned and left, Pronto sighed. He really didn't notice what the little policeman was saying just now. When he knew that the dead man was Jim, he immediately thought of the war between gangs. Recently, he also learned that someone violated the rules of the three giants of the bootlegging industry in Tenell City, and secretly sold highly bootleg alcohol that entered the market without their consent to the bar.

From the first day he knew about this matter, he had a vague premonition that if that idiot continued to not follow the rules, it was likely to attract the joint suppression of the three giants. Sure enough, within a few days, there were three fewer people sent by Wood to inquire about the news, and it must be the hands of those stunned youths. In fact, at that time, Prondo felt that there was still room for improvement.

As long as those people come up with a sum of money, apologize, and follow the rules, there may not be any greater conflicts.

How many days have passed?

Jim is actually dead!

Doesn't this mean that the two groups are going to war?

As the chief of the police department of Tenell City, what Prondo hates and fears the most is the war between gangs. The wars of small gangs are slightly better, and they tend to end quickly under the limitation of number and size, and the wars between those tycoons are the most terrible. They will mobilize more people to blatantly kill each other on a larger scale, even on a large scale!

This kind of thing has not never happened in Tener City. Every time a large-scale war breaks out, it means that he, the chief of the police station, will be in big trouble. From society, from superiors, and from those taxpayers.

The matter is too big, and the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau will definitely intervene in this matter. If it is not good, I may have to move my buttocks to guard the fish pond in a more remote, poor mountain and evil water.

This is indeed a big trouble!

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a fool who didn't even wear a police uniform walked in. He was Xiu En. He is not a police officer, he belongs to the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau, the full name is the Imperial Police Defense Investigation Bureau. If it is said that the local police bureau manages the security issues of a region, then the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau manages the security of all parts of the empire, as well as major criminal cases. They have more power than local police departments, with a number of agents stationed in each city.

Xiu En is an agent of the Bureau of Investigation in Tenel City.

This guy is said to have done something wrong, so he was kicked to Tenell to retire by his superiors. He is young and has a cynical temper. In the eyes of Pronto, this guy is far more like a gangster than he is like an FBI agent. He is either hanging out with some guys who are obviously not righteous people on the side of the road all day, or haunting various bars every day.

Xiu En has been in Tenell City for less than two years, but when it comes to the local gangs, he is more profound and clear than the chief of the bureau, Prondo.

"What? What's the matter?" Xiu En rubbed his eyes. He had a crazy night with a hot girl last night. If it wasn't for Pronto's secretary to call him, he might still be asleep. By the way, Xiu En's office is on the second floor of the police station, the southernmost one.

He went to the bar and took out a glass, put some ice cubes on it, then pulled out a bottle of wine worth thirty-five yuan from the wine rack, and poured himself a glass.

Looking at Xiu En, who was so familiar with the road as if he was at his own home, Prondo's eyes widened, "I said, didn't you hear any news? Jim is dead!"

Xiu En took a sip, pursed his lips and nodded in satisfaction, "It tastes good, where did you buy it?"

Prandeau slapped the table, furious, "Don't you understand human language?"

Xiu En was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that you used non-human language when communicating with me?", he laughed when Prondo hadn't completely exploded, walked to Prondo's side, pressed his The shoulder pressed him on the chair, "I know, I know, Jim, right? Dead, it's normal, everyone is going to die, isn't even God dead already?"

Prondo, who was originally full of anger, suddenly felt that there was nothing to be angry about. You deserved to be demoted to Tenell. With your temperament, going to the countryside is not a bad thing for you!