Chapter 26: Rookie Detective
The weather in London is always eccentric, whether it be six hundred years ago or six hundred years from now.
During the day it was still sunny, but at night, a layer of rain clouds drifted in from nowhere, as if a drunken man who had drunk his fill of beer was taking a leak, and threw down water spots very soundly. The wind, already a little chilly, passed through the streets and alleys, emitting a hollow 'chilling' sound.
London was the most eccentric of the world's major financial centers and metropolises. Every time at night, except for a few special entertainment venues, other places were always dimly lit, making the whole city as if it was a mass grave, dark and without any life. Except for some high society people still playing around, going in and out of some special places, or those excited young people gathering near the nightclubs, the whole London is dead.
Of course, this is also in line with the image of London in the world: the stronghold of dark forces, there are always countless dark creatures at night; coupled with the frequent activities of the Divine Court and even the Demon Removal Guild's people, the ordinary people are still careful to stay at home at night. The night of London City did not belong to those law-abiding commoners.
"Shit, this damn London, it's almost like the scene inside an antique movie I've seen before! It's dark, wet and haunted, and at night it's like entering a graveyard!" Chris, the somewhat grumpy flame manipulator, kicked a can away and casually tightened his trench coat.
Adam slowly stuffed a cigar into his mouth and came over to Chris, "Come on, stop complaining, at least nights like this are always peaceful, I love peaceful nights like this. Wouldn't you love to be everywhere bustling with activity, but at any moment a couple of werewolves jump out and take a paw at the small of your back? Hey, Chris dear, lend a hand with the fire."
With a flick of two fingers, a thin wisp of flame emerged and lit the cigar for Adam, who suddenly said in surprise, "Oh, my God, authentic Cuban? Where did you get that? On the black market, these things cost hundreds of euros a pop! Damn it, Adam, did you steal from the evidence lockup again? If the Colonel finds out about this, he'll have you thrown to an African cannibal tribe as an observer!" Shaking his head, Chris plucked a cigar out of Adam's pocket and muttered, "Since you stole it all, well, blood brothers share the good stuff."
The rich aroma of the cigar slowly swirled in the air. 008, who didn't seem to have a name at all, had the appearance of a machine, walking steadily and with precision. He whirled a razor-sharp MK-125 saber in his right hand with a thin cracking sound.
Reinhardt and Farrow fell at the end, Farrow drooped his waist, as if he was a lazy cat that hadn't woken up and moved his steps forward breathlessly, grunting in a low voice: "Well, chief, the facilities of your room are simply too luxurious, it's hard to imagine, are you in a high position in the Court of God? The bureau is actually giving you a villa of this grade! A villa in that district would cost at least tens of millions of Euros. Although it's rented to you, your face is too big."
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Reinhardt's waist was straight and fast as Farrow's pace went backward, and Pointless shook his head, shaking the rain out from under his hair, and said in a depressed voice: "So I'm just going to ask them all to live with you? Well, while this is indeed no good, can ......"
Breathlessly looking back, Farrow asked in a bit of awe, "But, chief, are you still going to let Adam and the others live in that doghouse-like apartment? Your villa is so big, and since we're all members of your group now, we naturally have to live together! You see, you have a lot of money, so if we recruit high-class prostitutes, at least you'll be able to pay the bills! Aren't you afraid that if it's just the two of us living together, we'll get a bad reputation?"
Frozen violently, Reinhardt asked, "What reputation?"
Extending his arms toward the sky in a hug, Farrow said with a sigh, "Homosexuality, dear chief. Although the entire world now allows gay marriages except for conservative China, homosexuality is still not accepted by the public after all. We live in a conservative, closed society ah, especially the most conservative England ...... Both of us are such superb geniuses, both of us are so cosmically different, the mutual attraction between the two of us must be very, very great, don't you think that it would be very dangerous for us to live alone together? "
'Pfft, pfft', Adam and Kerwes spat out the pale smoke outside their mouths at the same time, barely choking on it. Kerwes turned back toward Farrow and gave him the middle finger, scolding him in a kind voice, "Shut up, Farrow. I'm a guy with no narcissistic tendencies in his earthly life, so don't bring up your chief."
Adam sighed quietly, "Alas, when we first met with the chief, we saw that Farrow's face was not right, he seems to have a little unhealthy affection for the chief, ah! Guv, you must be careful, Farrow this guy is the Bureau of Investigation recognized monster - although now you than he appears a little more monster! You have to be careful ah, although the modern society's medical development, AIDS is already completely not a terminal disease, but the ninth, thirteenth variant of AIDS, can still be fatal miles."
The indifferent 008 suddenly grinned and said meaningfully towards Reinhardt: "Chief, the ninth and thirteenth variants of HIV are spread through female homosexuality. That is to say, in our reproductive ......"
For the first time, Reinhardt had the irritated urge to kill, his eyes flashed two blue lights, and he angrily cursed, "If you dare to say one more word, I'll immediately call the Arbiter of the Arbitration Institute to purify you! Casually insulting a noble clergyman is an unforgivable offense, you four bastards, you ......" ''Snorting'' in a slight ringing sound, a faint cloud of watery aura rose from the top of Reinhardt's head, and any raindrops that came near him were vaporized by the heat.
Farrow spread off his hands and laughed loudly, "Oh come on, come on, let's just shut up." He sighed outside his heart, "Although No is even more outstanding than you, can, after all, too old, is not mature enough ah ...... Reinhardt, I hope I can grow up, grow up to be able to convince you, can let you trust the underdog. You, Farrow, will never belong to a mediocre fool! Although your destiny has already been decided, can you hope that the person who decides your destiny is not a weak person with a false bias."
With a faint trace of sadness on his face, Farrow asked in a low voice, "So, chief, where are you taking us now?"
Reinhardt jerked to a stop and frowned to, "Don't we, like, know where you're taking us outside?"
Adam and Chris looked back in surprise, casually tossing away the cigar in their hands, which had only one butt left, and pulling another cigar sealed in a silver sleeve from their pockets, Adam leaned over to Chris and whispered, "Hey, lend a hand."
Chris casually flicked out a wisp of flame and asked, "Could it be that Chief, I took you guys out to dinner, and you have to admit, those expensive, downright sinless dishes at the China House are faux-biased and so bad, could it be that you guys could possibly have known where you were going to take you out to? Well, you've had twenty-four small dishes and nine bottles of expensive black wine, so are you going to take you to some secret club to have fun? Well, legend has it that there are few secret saloons in the city of London where the ugliest virgins in the world can be found."
Adam's eyes literally turned into two red hearts as he said impatiently, "Oh dear, generous guv'nor, now that you're so prepared, where shall we go? Is it to the legendary 'Shangri-La' salon, or the 'Queen' club that's known for providing the most perfect Japanese girls in ***? Oh, although we are all the elite of society and gentlemen, we are definitely not against a wonderful encounter after a hard day's work."
008 said hot and icy, "Although indulging in lust denies a kind of degradation, can you not hesitate to do so again and again." The saber in his hand violently draws a finish ugly arc, continuously splits off thirty-nine drops of elite water droplets, 008 said in a high and heavy voice: "Let's you guys just as bad as this blade, come to tear the body of those more than male!"
Farrow, Adam, and Chris gave 008 a deep look, unabashedly expressing their immense contempt for him. Farrow casually grabbed a flurry of flowers and grasses out from within the roadside flower bed, elegantly assumed the appearance of a gentleman courting a lady, and said in an incomparably deep and thick voice, "Using a saber to deal with young girls? Damned fellow ...... we should be using our tenderness, to soothe those lost sheep ah! With our strong bodies, to soothe those fragile, snow-white, trembling pure flesh. Boss, where to? I suggest the Queen's Club, where the lowest-rated women are rumored to cost tens of thousands of euros a night."
Reinhardt silently looked at the four raging subordinates, can not help but no point hesitation to go: "This is not the elite of the British Empire Military Intelligence Special Investigations Bureau? God ah, they will not in your face after a little bit of reserve, at least show a little bit of elite mold it! Compared to those ordinary agents to say, have no supernatural ability of them, also should not be inferior, can they not be a little bit do not take into account their own honor it?"
Helplessly tightening his trench coat, Reinhardt sighed, "But aren't we here to investigate? We're here to investigate the case of Andersen. Although K has already assigned countless manpower to pursue this case, don't you think that we, with our special abilities, should make a small contribution?"
Adam dryly exhaled a few smoke rings, shook his head and said, "Oh, can you head, perhaps you have overlooked one thing, the four of you in the Special Investigation Bureau, belong to the line static group, do not belong to the detective group. That is to say, you do not belong to the kind of, well, the detective brigade to find out the clues before you step in to solve the sequel to the problem of the members."
Chris added, "Basically, in layman's terms, the four of us are the Special Investigations Bureau's hit men, and the four most skilled of the hit men. Basically, in terms of what our bureau says about us: after the four of us, led by Lt. Colonel Farrow, are deployed, it's pretty obvious what's going to happen, either the criminals are going to be apprehended and brought to justice, or the criminals are going to be beaten to death, and that's it."
008 said with hot coolness, "Basically, according to K's assessment of you guys, you're no better at detecting crime than a pig checking for drugs in a goodie bag at London International Airport!"
Farrow casually discarded the handful of florals, put her hands behind her head, gently stroked her long hair, shook the rainwater off, and innocently said to Reinhardt, "Basically, well, basically, the four of us, we've never yet succeeded in solving a single case ...... David's boss's assessment of us is: k comparing us with a narcotics pig is simply insulting to that pig."
Reinhardt was completely petrified, his left hand was loosely clenched into a fist, and he said in a loud voice, "So, could K have collocated us into your hands, could he have purposely wanted to see you in a bad light?"
Farrow hastened to say, "Oh, NO, NO, NO, chief, you must not doubt the good intentions of the honorable and benevolent K. You should know that the four of us are the most capable force representatives of the Bureau of Investigation. Like us, there are still a total of ...... ah, in short, there are a lot of super-powered teams within the Bureau of Investigation, however, we are the most capable one. And our sleazy, money-grubbing boss who complains all the time that his paycheck doesn't go far enough, Colonel David, as you call him, is the most capable agent in the entire Bureau."
008 added hotly, "The boss has served in the Bureau for more than twenty years, and has solved no less than one hundred minor and minor cases, and the number of minor criminals who have been apprehended by his hands - that is, whether or not to start at least one of the criminals who started imprisonment - is more than seven hundred. Can, unfortunately, the chief I said do not need the boss on the side, so now the boss led a few other big group to investigate the case to come, just left on you four people in your side to serve." 008 had his hands spread out helplessly, the saber under the fingers of his left hand spinning slowly again.
Reinhardt said in a hoarse voice, "That is to say, K actually did give me the most capable force of your investigation bureau?"
Farrow sighed, "That's right, chief, the most capable, the most cunning, the one who knows the city of London and even the criminal organizations in Britain and Europe like the back of his hand, Agent Junior James, as well as the SIS's weakest force, the one who has the best understanding of the quietest group. Well, can it be, you got rid of the least important one, of course, you can understand your feelings, if not you, you'd be very tired of a cunning old man around into the ground rosso, not to mention he took five million euros of your money, only to turn around and sell you out to K."
Swallowing several mouthfuls of spit down, Reinhardt asked a little helplessly, "So, you guys don't have a little bit of concrete experience in investigating cases? ...... Even, the most basic bit of scouting experience?"
Adam, Ke Wai Si looked at each other, said with a big heart, "This, you guys in the coming year in order to catch a big thief who stole the boss's wallet without opening his eyes, all the gangs in the entire ninety-seventh small street Hopi were severely beaten, the most former smoothly took the boss's wallet back, is it considered a successful case solving? Eh, the short answer is no, the two of you, Farrow and 008, blocked the entire side street one after the other, and the two of you spent three big hours severely beating up the two thousand less gang Hoppers out there, and luckily for you, you caught the guy who was so scared that he pissed his pants at the very front."
Taking a sharp intake of breath and forcibly resisting the urge to smash Adam and Chris's noses into the inside of their faces, Reinhardt said dryly, "Very well, then, since we're all such outstanding talents, let's make an effort and work together to try to get to the bottom of this case."
Reinhardt inhaled and exhaled violently, weakly filling back the mouthful of heart blood that had rushed to his throat. He quickly swallowed and said, "The case of the government network being attacked, since there is no specialized department of the European-African Union to be in charge of it, then you guys just have to manage the case of the bad Andrewson being killed alive. Besides, being killed alive Andrewson in front of the five of you, are you very unhappy because your dignity has been compromised, so you must catch those bastards out."
Eyes flashed with a ghostly blue electric light, Reinhardt coldly said, "Since you don't have any experience in detecting cases, it's just right, it's just right not to be confined to the past experience, let's use our own thinking, use our own means to investigate this matter ...... Of course, you have also seen the The brutal methods of the enemy, their strength is exceptionally amazing, if any of you are afraid, you can apply to quit. Quit now!"
Farrow sighed up to go, quickly swallowed and said: "chief, you can fake will not speak, even if you are not in order to their own damaged dignity to insist on investigating this case, can after all, please also put the words impassioned, bias righteousness a little bit, I can't say whether to make this decision for the sake of the social stability of your small British empire? This will make you hate you even more!" He smiled slyly, "However, since you are not so aware, what else can you say? Is Andrewson your companion, can you still be afraid to live?"
Face suddenly showed a non-producing odd smile, hesitated for a moment, Farrow then laughed: "What's more, what danger can there be? Those people following us are the senior clergy sent out by the Divine Court to protect you, right? With them as our backing, it can even be said that it is the huge power of the entire English diocese standing behind us, what else are we afraid of?"
Adam and Kerwes immediately chattered and exchanged words, and Emmy could hear them saying, "Ah, so your backers are not weak? Then, do you want to consider giving ...... those people who made you eat your fill in the coming year a beating with the power of the divine court, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Reinhardt glanced at Farrow in a bit of surprise, and suddenly smiled, "Farrow, you're very capable! In that case, then it's decided."
After a long silence, Reinhardt then said quickly and swallowed, "Then, you will start by investigating the most obvious clue. The group that Andruson has penetrated, no......"
Farrow's eyes lit up as he whispered, "Arms, they're in the arms business. Well, if we can find a few arms dealers and start with them, according to the usual practice of criminal organizations, even if they don't have any relationship with that organization, but they can always inquire a lot of information. As long as we can get close enough to corner them, then there's no way they won't show up."
Nodding deeply, Reinhardt pulled out the purple and gold credit card and said leisurely, "The amount of money outside of this card should be enough to convince them if you guys are going to do a little business. So, where do you guys start?"
Silence, awkward silence, for a long time, before 008 said a little hesitantly, "This, should I call my boss and ask him who the biggest arms dealers in London are?"
Before another long silence, Farrow cursed loudly, "Idiots, don't you have any confidence in yourselves, 008, I'm a disgrace to you guys! Well, all crime syndicates are inextricably linked, so why don't you start with some of the big ones? Well, in order not to leak the news, you should ......"
Reinhardt said coldly, "In order not to leak the news, then after asking for the information we need to know, just erase the things that should be erased." Seeing Farrow's and their somewhat strange looks, Reinhardt hurriedly said, "Oh, I'm not talking about killing them, but erasing their memories with Farrow's hypnosis, that's no problem, right?"
The four looked at each other and nodded, recognizing Reinhardt's statement.
Chris frowned and said, "In that case, we need to find a place where the gangs are concentrated. Well, I know of another gang gathering place in the City of London, the hellishly titled DD13 district's Fartanley Street, why don't we start there."
Reinhardt nodded, Farrow loosened the trenchcoat underneath him, and the sabers under 008 once again spun up wildly. The five of them again followed the party's formation, coming quickly towards the back.
"Well, chief, how are we going to introduce ourselves when we get over there? Say we're agents of the Bureau of Investigation?"
"Idiot, how can you say that? Do I want a couple thousand heavy light weapons pointed at your heads?"
"Well, how about we just say we're gangsters from abroad who want to come and buy some powerful arms?"
"Well, that's a good idea, looking at the leader's white hair and eyes, you guys can say if he's Japanese, going to Europe to buy arms yet."
"Why do you say Japanese?"
"Idiot, don't I know that Japan is the only place in the world where there are no gangs and you can't buy any contraband? London is not the world's white dark forces of the small base camp, but Japan, but not the white dark forces of the playground ah, outside of that, white dark can cover all of it ......."
