Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 78

The British aristocracy in this era is different from the "jazz" titles that have been flooded in the 21st century. At this time, all five levels of nobility can be hereditary. It was not until 1958 that there were no "lifetime nobility" that could not be hereditary. And Sir Ferguson's kind, Sir is just an honorary title, not aristocratic at all, nor can it be hereditary.

The reason why nobles can become "nobles" is inseparable from the many privileges they possess. Nobles are natural members of the House of Lords. If you become a noble, you are eligible to become a member of the House of Lords. Being a noble also means that you can own fiefdoms, so almost All nobles are landowners. Until the 21st century, nearly one-third of Britain’s land was still controlled by nobles. At this time, the largest landowner in Britain was not the Queen of England, but the Duke of Sutherland. 130 million acres, second only to the Church of England.

Of course, Henry is also looking forward to being knighted. With a knighthood, Henry can get a fief of his own. More importantly, if Henry has a knighthood, he will have an amulet. For example, in Dordrecht before, if Henry has a knighthood , that major would never dare to treat Henry with that bad attitude.

The next afternoon, Lord Roberts, Commander-in-Chief of the Expeditionary Force returned to Kimberley, and Henry was immediately summoned by Lord Roberts.

As Henry's deputy, Rock got the chance to go to the commander-in-chief's office with Henry, but Rock's luck ended here. Outside Lord Roberts' office, Rock was stopped by Lord Roberts' secretary.

"Sorry, please wait here for a while." The secretary's attitude was very polite, but Rock instantly felt rejected.

Henry was also surprised, but he didn't speak, and only mouthed "sorry" to Rock.

To be honest, although Roque felt uncomfortable, Roque was not surprised. After all, in the eyes of the British, Roque was just Henry's "deputy". It was enough to praise Roque outside the office of the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force. Rock up.

Just wait, although there are chairs outside Lord Roberts' office, Rock didn't sit down.

In fact, as the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, Lord Roberts is very busy. In two to three minutes, Lord Roberts' secretary brought over five or six officers and waited outside Lord Roberts' office with Rock.

Unlike Roque, those officers were all British, so although they were waiting, they didn't feel humiliated. They sat on chairs and talked softly, looking at Roque with curiosity.

This kind of gaze is very uncomfortable. Rock is not a monkey in the zoo, isn't it just that his skin color and hair color are a little different?What's there to be curious about? !

But those British officers didn't think so. From Roque's point of view, the difference from them might be skin color and hair color, but from the eyes of those officers, Roque might be like an elephant breaking into a high-class banquet.

Very abrupt!

Especially when Rock refused the coffee and snacks offered by the staff, this curiosity rose to the extreme.

"Hey, officer, what are you doing here?" Finally, an officer wearing the rank of colonel couldn't hold back.

"Same as you, waiting for the summoning of His Excellency the Commander." Rock was not in a good mood, and the words he said were naturally not very pleasant.

"Oh—" the colonel expressed surprise meaningfully, not against Roque's attitude: "Are you a policeman? The Cape Town policeman who shot and killed Joubert?"

If you ignore the sheriff's logo worn by Roque, then Roque's uniform is really similar to that of ordinary British soldiers.

Of course, Roque didn't think that the colonel had just discovered that Roque was a policeman. The large police badge on Roque's arm was still very conspicuous.

"Yes, Mr. Colonel." Roque said this with full confidence. Although Joubert was not killed by Roque himself, the commandos would not have been able to kill Joubert without Roque.

"What a lucky fellow!"

"Are you from the Qing Dynasty?"

"Tell us, boy, how did you do it?"

The other officers immediately chattered, and the fact that Joubert was killed was enough to make them ignore Roque's skin color and hair color. Perhaps this was also due to Roque's relatively pure English accent.

"Please keep quiet, gentlemen—" The secretary noticed the noise here and came over to stop it in time.

The officers immediately sat upright, with serious expressions as if they were attending a funeral.

Although he was reprimanded, Roque felt a little better. This is the reality. If Roque was just a Chinese policeman, then Roque would not be respected. If Roque was the Chinese policeman who shot and killed Joubert, then he could Earn the respect of others.

Perhaps this kind of respect is only on the surface, but it means that at least Rock is no longer a small character who can be ignored at will.

"Young man, what's your name?" The colonel straightened his back and looked straight ahead. The Wolseley helmet was placed on his knees, which seemed to be concentrating.

"Lock, Sheriff Locke of the Cape Town Police Station." Rock was still very proud.

"Okay, Sergeant Locke, if possible, let's have a drink together later and tell me your story." The colonel is not young anymore, at least 50 years old, but he is still very curious.

"Okay, Mr. Colonel." Rock can also condense his voice into lines, which is not really a skill, just like passing notes between bad students in class.

Well, there is no distinction between good and bad passing notes, and good students pass them too, but in the teacher's opinion, passing notes between good students is called mutual exchange of learning experience.

Henry didn't occupy Lord Roberts for too long. About 15 minutes later, Henry came out of Lord Roberts' office with a happy face.

The colonel gave Rock a sure look, and was then led into Lord Roberts' office by the secretary.

"Let's go, Locke." Henry winked at Rock, obviously eager to share the harvest with Rock.

Rock can't leave yet. He just made an appointment with the colonel to have a drink. It's a very bad behavior to release pigeons.

"Wait a while inspector, let's go have a drink together later." A younger colonel called Henry.

"Oh——" Henry was really surprised. Rock seemed to have a magical ability to make friends with people anytime and anywhere: "Okay, Mr. Colonel."

The other officers were obviously interested in Henry and Rock, so they went to have a drink together. An hour later, a large group of people went to the largest bar in Kimberley. There is a general who wears the rank of major general.

It seems that there are quite a few people interested in Henry and Rock.

　I feel that not asking for votes is better than asking for votes. The ranking of recommended votes is already 220 on the site. I am very dizzy. Could it be that I have high blood pressure——

　　

(End of this chapter)