In the town of Haussia, there are obvious signs of its former prosperity. The central square of the town is quite large. 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 respectable, they were all ready-made clothes like jackets and skirts, but they were all dirt and dirty all the same.
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 be able to catch them occasionally. 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 ends meet.
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 reporting 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 something moving upstairs. An old man with a hooked nose in a black police uniform came down the creaking wooden stairs.
Lu Ming touched his pocket and realized that he didn't have the certificate of appointment with him. He let Black-headed Yuluan get 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 officer here. Husband, may I ask why you are here...?"
I had already seen the information sheets with photos of two police officers in this small town. The hook-nosed old man was indeed the agent Zuo Fu, but he was older than in the photos.
"Where's Sheriff Dimayo?" Lu Ming asked.
"I've been on sick leave for the past few days." The hook-nosed old man's eyes returned to Lu Ming.
"Seven days ago, the Houseville Police Department faxed the 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, 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, and suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face, "Hey, the photos faxed are not these three people?! Is the fax wrong? This new technology just doesn't work! "
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." Zuofu took the photo and agreed hastily.
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Zuofu 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. Zuohu asked his wife to bring some brand new sheets, mattresses, etc.
Yin Sabel's retinue drove over. There was a camping tent in the car. It seemed that Yin Sabel would set up a tent in the yard.
Zuo Fu was busy for a while, and when he came in from the outside, he found Lu Ming and started talking in a babble. Lu Ming couldn't understand it, but soon a follower of Yin Sabel 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 the town!" Zuo Fu had a full face. He said in surprise, but Lu Ming couldn't understand, so his expression was in vain. Now that he said it for the second time, the surprised look on his face became slightly embarrassing.
The female attendants next to him all rolled their eyes.
In fact, Teacher Lu made a surprise visit and first asked if the fax had been received, and confirmed that the other party's photos had been sent. However, without any feedback, he directly took out the photos.
Everything caught the other party off guard, and it was difficult to tell lies.
All the parties involved, including Zuo Fu, knew it tacitly, and now it was up to see if anyone broke the window paper.
"Okay, please do some research on the detailed information of these people, including the people they often come in contact with. I hope I can send it to you before going to bed tonight." Lu Ming smiled at Zuo Fu.
"Okay, I'll do it right away!" Zuofu 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 most a sympathizer, or instinctively provides shelter for these People's Party members out of local ideas. Now he knows that he can’t hide it, and in order to protect himself, he must tell everything he knows, otherwise, he will be the next one in handcuffs.”
"If the information given to us is very thin, he is either stupid or too involved and determined to fight the authorities."
"So, we'll 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 two bodyguards with me. Can you sleep in the same room with me tonight to protect me?"
Han Anni originally 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 Yin Sabel 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 Yin Sabel coming over at this time, Han Anni nodded to her, turned and left.
"Teacher, do you think there is a connection between Zuofu and the assassination of Frey?" Yin Sabel asked.
Seeing Yin Sabel asking for advice seriously, Lu Ming coughed and said, "I don't think there should be a direct relationship. Otherwise, what he dealt with us wouldn't be a broken fax machine or something like that. There must have been a superior investigation long ago." How to deal with it, instead of blurting out lies that are full of loopholes."
"That's what the teacher said." Yin Sabel nodded lightly.
Seeing how gentle, elegant, quiet and cute this beautiful girl was, Lu Ming felt a little bit in his heart, Chris, how could you have such a good daughter and have such a cold relationship with her?
Moreover, being called "Teacher" by her with great respect, I feel that I should be taller. It seems that no matter how talkative I am, it really doesn't fit in with my image as a very knowledgeable stepfather.
