Chen, who was wearing a coat, walked out of the police station door. The first thing she saw was the citizens marching on the street. Her eyes wandered to the defense forces holding large shields and trying to stop the march.
For a collective activity of this scale, their police officers can only assist on the sidelines, but today they don't even have the position to assist, because before the parade started, the superiors sent a telegram asking the police station to exercise restraint and not to go out unless there are special circumstances.
"Boss, a demonstration of this magnitude will only end in the evening. The right to lunch exchanges they demand will become an issue for the gentlemen in the parliament. The cancellation of this requirement will have to wait at least a month or two."
Chen frowned: "This country belongs to the king, not those businessmen."
The subordinate said nothing, because Chen was a loyal person who supported the king, otherwise she would not have sat in the position of head of the police station at such a young age.
"Our car is here, boss, and a royal agent has been sent to us."
The police station's carriage rushed out of the compound, and a dozen police officers hurriedly got on the carriage, and then rushed to their destination, the Red Stage.
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"You ask me what my position is?"
Liang Chao pointed to his nose, with a face full of surprise, and asked: "Since you know my name, not my code name, you don't know my position?"
They were sitting in a carriage, struggling to bypass the parade in the East District on a small road, and lifted the curtains of the carriage. Everywhere they looked, there were citizens running on the streets, and the scene was chaotic.
Zhou Jinru glanced at Liang Chao and found it difficult to connect him with the scene in the love hotel last night: "There are many people on this street fighting for their own rights. Are you sure they are all of the same mind?" ?”
"This is a very complex issue."
Liang Chao did not answer directly, but asked the second question: "Have you ever seen factory owners and workers become friends? Although they can stand together because of temporary interests, their fundamental interests are different, so how can they last long?"
Zhou Jinru glanced at Liang Chao and did not continue to speak. He glanced at the vertical banners a few more times and finally lowered the curtain.
His mood was very complicated. On the one hand, Liang Chao's words were not wrong, but he did not rise to the level of a vested interest. On the other hand, there was always a fundamental problem that remained unresolved in the Jacobins' struggle and efforts. How much money could they put forward? Strength to deal with the subsequent counterattack, because the biggest enemy is not here, not the capitalists who require no communication during lunch.
"Zhou, we're here."
Liang Chao opened the wooden door of the carriage and walked out, followed closely by Zhou Jinru. They stood outside the red stage. Except that there were slightly more people than usual at this intersection, it was basically not affected much. The parade crowd headed west. The area is squeezed, and the rear becomes calmer.
A gust of wind blew up Zhou Jinru's clothes. He put on his hat and exhaled a breath. Liang Chao next to him pulled his arm forward.
"Brother, I'm not talking about you. You are very different from your Mr. Shivaash. He is a very purposeful person. I admire his will. But you are different. You seem to... There is no goal; everything here is like a drama to you."
When the two walked into the red stage, Liang Chao expressed his doubts.
Zhou Jinru glanced at him sideways and said expressionlessly: "If you have a fiancée who is beautiful, very capable, and good at fighting, you will lose your enthusiasm for everything just like me."
Liang Chao stood there blankly, and after a few seconds he wiped his face helplessly: "Yes, brother, I understand you a little now. Have you ever heard of the saying that marriage is the tomb of love, and love is the chain of a man? , In the past, powerful swordsmen were single, because love would affect the speed of the sword and make the sword no longer sharp."
"Don't say that, I don't think you can beat her."
"That's not necessarily the case. As a royal agent, I still have confidence in my abilities."
Will a royal agent go to a love hotel and have sex with a call girl overnight?
Zhou Jinru sneered at Liang Chao's boasting.
The front desk manager of Hong Stage saw the two people coming in and said respectfully: "Mr. Liang, do you have guests?"
"Yes, this is my friend, according to the old rules."
Liang Chao looked like he was familiar with the road and led Zhou Jinru inside. They first went to the restaurant inside the red stage, picked a booth for two people and sat across from each other.
"Zhou, this is a Dongguo specialty restaurant copied from Red Stage. What do you think?"
After Zhou Jinru sat down, he folded the menu handed by the waiter and threw it to Liang Chao: "As the guest does, the host does as he pleases."
Liang Chao's smile did not diminish, he took the menu and drew a few strokes, then asked: "What kind of girl do you like?"
"The white-haired... Carters."
He originally wanted to say Drake, but when he thought that Drake was from a well-known family in Victoria and was still taboo, he changed his mind temporarily.
Liang Chao narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "It's hard to find Carters with white hair. There are the most Carters in Rem Billiton, but there are basically no Carters with white hair in that place. If you just want to look for them, With a Carters by your side, Victoria can satisfy you.”
After all, Victoria is Rem Billiton's sovereign state.
Zhou Jinru somewhat believes that Liang Chao is a royal agent, but as an intelligence agent, does living a slovenly life really conform to your rules?
Hong Stage has only been open for a few days, but you are already so familiar with it, Mr. Liang...
"Mr. Liang, I was just joking. I would be really surprised if Red Stage can really invite a white-haired Carters."
Liang Chao picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip: "Zhou, you just had murderous intentions. There was no concealment in your eyes. I'm starting to wonder what you went through in the two years when I lost news."
"Curiosity will kill Felin. This is Victoria's famous saying. You haven't heard of it, right?"
Liang Chao closed his mouth, put the pieces of raw meat into the oven in front of him, and concentrated on preparing the food.
Not long after, Zhou Jinru heard a rush of running behind him. A Carters girl wearing a thick coat stood in front of them with a slight breath, bowed deeply, and said nervously: "Mr. Liang, Mr. Zhou, I’m sorry, I’m late.”
Her hair color was a very ordinary brown, with a little light yellow, and she was so childish that there were beads of sweat on her face. She slowly took off her coat and hung it on the hanger on the side. Inside was a neat student uniform.
Zhou Jinru raised his head and glanced at Liang Chao, who came up to him without hesitation.
Liang Chao said calmly: "Hurry and help Mr. Zhou pour the wine."
The Carters girl quickly picked up the bottle and was about to pour the wine when she saw Mr. Zhou, who had been sitting upright, stretched out his right hand and held the bottle.
