Book of Gods and Demons

　　 A four-wheeled carriage drove away from the main entrance of the main building of the Ritto house at a constant speed. Liya and a dozen maids stood on the front steps, smiling gently, watching the carriage leave surrounded by more than thirty family guards.

　　 When the carriage passed the fountain, Liya raised her right hand and waved it vigorously.

　　 "Hessian, remember to go to Yingui Church College to see Weimar, they are a group of little girls together, don't think of any weird ideas."

　　 "Tifa, don't bully Joe. If someone bullies Joe, protect your brother!"

　　 "Joe...is there any pocket money? Find your father if you don't! Tifa, Tifa, did you hear that? Don't grab Joe's pocket money!"

　　 In the carriage, Hessian in an aristocratic dress smiled happily and slapped the tall beer belly with ease. A thin gold chain hangs obliquely from his chest. One end of the chain is tied to the concealed buckle of the inner vest, and the other end is a palm-sized pure gold pocket watch. The huge pocket watch is stuffed into the chest pocket of his coat to prop up the coat. It's the boss.

　　 Hearing Liya's shout, Hessian smiled happily.

　　 "Hahaha, Tifa, Joe, your mother is still like this for so many years, all big and small things are missed...Ah, it's so cute, just as cute as she was when she was a girl."

　　 Tifa played with the small magic mallet hung on his belt, wandering around the world, he didn't hear anything else from Hessian.

　　 Joe wore the newly-made police uniform of the Rittal family overnight, playing with the newly forged three-foot-long, thick-armed, heavy lead-filled baton.

"It's still too light." Joe squeezed the baton, and the corner of his eye kept sweeping the small mallet in Tifa's hand, and he deliberately complained loudly: "Father, am I not your child? I want one too. , A handy weapon with a cost of more than 100,000 gold marks."

　　 Tifa blinked his eyes, turned his head, glanced at Joe, and then snorted coldly, obviously in a bad mood.

　　 Although she has a bad mood all year round, what happened this morning undoubtedly made her feel worse than ever.

　　 After breakfast, knowing that Joe had successfully completed the first breathing exercise, Tifa enthusiastically dragged Joe after bathing to the exercise field behind the main building of the Rittal House.

　　 On weekdays, this is the place where the Ritto family guards fight for strength and compare combat skills, and all kinds of exercise equipment are available.

　　 In front of nearly a hundred family guards watching the excitement, Joe was very relaxed, not panting, and lifted a full 3,500 pounds of barbell. In the morning exercise a week ago, in the same exercise field, Joe could only lift 850 pounds.

　　 When Joe lifted the barbell, the Rittal guards stared in horror, then clapped, cheered, blew sharp whistles, stamped their feet and cheered, and cheered their young master enthusiastically.

　　 Hessian laughed ‘haha’ with joy, took out a handful of banknotes on the spot and gave the guards an extra bonus.

　　 And Tifa's face sank a little while the guards cheered.

　　 Along the way, Tifa was in a bad mood, and as the carriage left St. Hild's Hill and marched into the city of Tulum Harbor, Tifa's face gradually froze, and his whole body began to emit a chill that no one could get near.

　　 "Three thousand five hundred pounds!"

　　 "Three thousand five hundred pounds!"

　　 "Three thousand five hundred pounds!"

　　 Along the way, Tifa repeated the word hundreds of times, and every time she said it, she used her finger to poke the fat on Joe's waist. Her slender, tender, scallion fingers were extremely hard, and every time they pierced Joe's body like nails, the pain was so painful that Joe grinned, but did not dare to resist.

　　Until the carriage stopped outside the gate of the Tulum Port District Court, Tifa got out of the carriage and rushed into the court gate in a hurry. Joe breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Hessian angrily.

　　 "Did I offend her these past few days? Do I?"

　　 "Or three days ago, she asked me for my pocket money. I didn't give her the pocket money I left last week? I remember clearly that I gave her the last copper plate in my pocket!"

Hessian took out a cigar and held it in his mouth, while vomiting a cloud of fog, he said vaguely: "Maybe, because of this, after Tifa opened the sea of ​​power five years ago, her clean and **** was only 1,200 pounds? "

Spreading his hands, Hessian said sincerely: "As a kind and considerate father, I can understand Tifa. Think about it, maybe it won't be long before you become stronger, and she can't bully you anymore. She will never be a sister. From a different perspective, she may feel that she has lost a lot of the joy of life?"

　　 Joe was crying and rubbed his fat waist, which was so painful that it was so painful: "She can still bully Weima."

　　 Hessian looked at Joe with a weird look: "Bullying Weima, where can you be happy to bully you? Weima is as thin as a desiccated wheat seedling, but what about you?"

Hessian said leisurely: "It's like when I killed a fat wild bear while hunting. Of course, I am happy to brag to my friends. I killed a dry hare. I felt satisfied and satisfied. Feeling, of course not so strong!"

Hessian’s words gave Joe a heavy blow. Half a mile from the Tulum Port District Court to the Tulum Port Police Station, Joe didn’t say a word. He held his double chin with both hands and stared deeply. Hessian.

Hessen was horrified by Joe's melancholy and melancholy gaze. He cursed in a low voice, and took out a big money clip in a bulging silk-faced leather from his belt, and took out a thick stack of bronze main colors with fine inlays. Imperial gold mark banknotes with fine gilt edges.

　　 Joe's eyes lit up suddenly, and he grabbed the stack of banknotes that were almost half an inch thick and had a denomination of ten marks. With the other hand, he opened the door of the car swiftly, and leaped out of the car door with a roll.

The family guard who was riding and following the carriage hurriedly grabbed the mount. Amid Hesse’s pretending angry curses, Joe tucked a thick banknote into his chest pocket and rushed into the picture. The gate of the London Police Station.

　　 Tulum Port Police Station is located in the old city of Tulum Port. It is a large square yard with a length of more than 500 feet and a six-story building on all sides.

　　The police station building has an excellent geographical location, with four streets in the southeast, northwest and northwest, namely Silk Street, Tea Street, Spice Street, and Porcelain Street. As the name suggests, these four streets are the gathering places of the four bulk goods in Tulum Port, and most of the bulk transactions are completed on these four streets.

　　 The black exterior wall is rather dilapidated. Under the sun, the Tulum Port Police Station still makes people feel chills.

Qiao just walked into the police station door, and was about to go to the chief's office to inquire about the special investigation team. A middle-aged man wearing a black suit and a dome hat had already come out from the right hand side of the door, and a window on the third floor was sticking out his head. Come, pointed at Joe.

　　 "Joe? The director said, when you come, go to the other side to find him!"

　　Middle-aged man, Joe's immediate boss, Schneider, second-level lieutenant of the Tulum Port Police Department, curled his lips and made a gesture that all police know to be careful and alert.

Joe turned around and looked at the castle-like building opposite the Tulum Port Police Station, which was just built a few years ago, with white exterior walls, blue spires and custom-made blue glass for the windows. It looks very spiritual and magnificent. .

　　 is facing the gate of the Tulum Port Police Station. At the gate of that building, there are four talented youths standing on the left and right.

　　They are wearing soft-soled short boots, knee-length shorts, a sea soul shirt, and a blue round hat with leather double ribbons on their heads. This is the shipboard attire of the Royal Navy sailors. What is striking is that they carry short flintlock rifles behind their backs, and shiny bayonets are hung around their waists.

　　 Tulum Port Royal Navy Club, Joe scratched his head a little bit anxiously. In the past few years, this place has not dealt with him consistently.

　　 Hessian’s carriage was still parked at the gate of the police station. Joe ran over in a hurry, bent over, bowed his head, leaned to the car window, and muttered a few words to Hessian in a low voice. Hesse cursed, poked his head out of the car window, and looked at the Navy Club.

　　 "Why are you here? It involves the city's political security, so it should be in the police station."

　　 Hessian complained, and then gestured to his guard.

　　 More than a dozen family guards surrounded the Hessian carriage and rushed towards the city hall. Ten family guards jumped off their horses, pulled their mounts into the police station, and deposited them in the stables of the police station.

　　 Only one guard turned his horse's head and rushed all the way to the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce of Rittal in the port area.

　　 Joe tidied up the police uniform on his body and took a stride towards the Navy Club.

Behind him, ten Rittal guards left their mounts and walked out. They unbuttoned their coats, revealing the flintlocks and swords hanging from their waists. Two or three of them gathered together and leaned against the side of the road. Cigarette was lit on the street lamp pole, and he was chatting with a smile.

"In the name of the imperial law, Chief Stein asked me to join the special investigation team." Standing in front of the blue wavy striped gate of the Navy Club, Joe whispered his intentions and showed his police. emblem.

　　 Without any trouble, a sailor held the knocker and pushed open the heavy door.

Joe blinked his eyes, looked at the eight sailors at the door seriously, and raised his hand to salute them: "Salute to you, honorable soldier... Are you active soldiers of the Navy? Are you not a graduate of the Port of Tulum Naval Academy? "

　　 The sailor who opened the door for Joe bowed back to Joe. He looked at Joe curiously: "Salute to you, police officer UU Read www.uukanshu.com, we are the active navy, and we are not under the jurisdiction of Port Tulum."

"Well, you have nothing to do with the fur seals in Port Tulum? That would be great!" Joe laughed happily: "So, you don't know me, no wonder. The whole student soldiers of Tulum Port Naval Academy, and All the graduates of the past three years know me!"

　　 Joe walked into the Navy Club with his head high. He murmured as he walked, "It's funny, it's the first time I have come to this ghost place."

　　 The eight sailors in front of the door looked at each other, there was an urge to beat Joe.

　　 "Sea Dog"?

　　 Speaking this word in front of the navy, are you really afraid of being killed?

　　 As for the cadets of the entire Tulum Port Naval Academy, as well as the graduates of the past three years, all know him? Bragging?

　　 Joe just walked into the gate of the Navy Club. Before he could see the environment inside the gate clearly, an angry roar came over: "Bottle of the Rittal family, did you hit the door?"

　　 A large blue and white porcelain vase over three feet high slammed down from the top of Joe's head with the sound of wind.

　　 Qiao swiftly stepped aside, and the vase of'Pong' was smashed to pieces, and the broken porcelain **** flew far away along the smooth floor.

　　 A figure jumped down from above Joe, and kicked Joe's head in the air.

The crimson light flickered in Qiao’s eyes. He raised his right hand and grabbed the incoming person’s ankle. Following the strength of his falling from the sky, with a light wave of his right hand, he heard a miserable howl, and the person flew through the open club gate. Get out.

　　 There was a muffled sound, and the man patted heavily on the road more than twenty feet away, unable to move for a long time.

　　 ‘Wow’!

　　 The navy club looked like a hornet's nest that was kicked, and suddenly burst into crazy shouts.