mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 363

Don't look at Andrew Miller as a coward.

But he is clever and quick-witted, and he has never been convinced by anyone since he was a child.

Zhao Chuanxin was the first person who made him admire.

Seeing the policeman, he didn't dare to swing the stick down.

The officer had reason to be afraid.

The seals died too badly.

The death was extraordinary.

Seeing his embarrassment, Zhao Chuanxin stepped out.

Across the hall of the police station, the police officers all cast surprised glances.

They have already heard that a prisoner was beaten to death, and his death was extremely miserable.

A police officer suddenly pointed at Zhao Chuanxin's hand: "Why don't you handcuff him?"

The police officer behind him was startled, and he walked around Zhao Chuanxin to take a look, I, Cao...he was clearly handcuffed?
He hurriedly took another pair from his colleague and put it on for Zhao Chuanxin.

But before leaving the police station, Zhao Chuanxin was empty-handed again.

Just as the policeman was about to speak, Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully, "Don't make yourself uncomfortable, I won't run away."

The police officer muttered: "Am I afraid that you will run away? I am afraid that you will hurt me!"

Andrew Miller couldn't help laughing out loud.

The policeman glared at him: "Don't laugh, get in the carriage quickly."

Then, he turned around and said to Zhao Chuanxin with a bitter face: "Sir, I know you are not an ordinary person, but please keep your promise. I am just an ordinary policeman."

Huh?
Zhao Chuanxin was surprised that there are smart people in every era.

He has always been bullying and fawning on others, and he nodded when he heard the words: "As long as you don't get overwhelmed, I will guarantee you a safe journey."

The police officer was relieved and did not mention the handcuffs.

At this time, it was dark.

The front of the carriage was lit with a lantern.

It took about 40 minutes for the carriage to send Zhao Chuanxin and Andrew Miller to Central Station in New York City from the first branch of Beit Street.

After getting off the carriage, the police escorted the two of them to take the train to Ossining.

On the train, the police officer said kindly to Zhao Chuanxin: "Sir, you can take a rest. It will take more than an hour from New York City to Ossining Town. After getting off the train, if we are lucky, we can hire a horse-drawn carriage. If we're unlucky, we'll have to walk to Sing Sing Prison."

This prison has been the highest security prison in New York until the 21st century, and it has always been a place for serious criminals.

It can be described as notorious.

Andrew Miller was handcuffed bitterly, accepting the strange eyes of other passengers.

But Zhao Chuanxin can rest his cheeks on his hands and watch the night view of New York passing by outside the car window comfortably.

At this time, there was a tall and thin man in the carriage, with a coat on his arm and a top hat on his hand, walking over from a distance without haste.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the devil crystal glasses, and suddenly said to the police: "I hope that you have nothing to do with anything that happened on the journey."

The policeman was confused and didn't understand.

People in this era usually don't have very good acting skills.

When Zhao Chuanxin saw this, he knew that he was not acting, so he smiled.

He stood up, raised his hand, and shouted: "Back!"

The man walking towards this side flew backwards as if struck by lightning in his chest.

Phoenix Xuanjie will never disappoint Zhao Chuanxin.

Passengers around exclaimed, not knowing what happened.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward quickly, picked up the revolver that fell on the ground and put it away.

Then he grabbed the long hair of the man on the ground and pulled him towards his seat.

The sudden change stunned the policeman: "Sir, what are you doing?"

The man on the ground struggled desperately and beat Zhao Chuanxin's arm desperately, but it was like hitting on iron, and his hand hurt from the shock.

Seeing him struggling, Zhao Chuanxin raised his other hand, clenched his fist like a hammer, and hammered it down gently.

Gaba...

Broken nose bone.

"Well……"

The man screamed, he didn't care about struggling, and covered his bleeding mouth and nose.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Make you dishonest again?"

The policeman got up helplessly: "Sir, you can't do this, you promised me."

Zhao Chuanxin patted the revolver on the small table of the train: "This is his. He just hid the gun under his hat. He didn't talk about martial arts, and wanted to engage in a sneak attack."

It dawned on the police officer and Andrew Miller.

After listening to the explanation, the surrounding passengers knew that there was a reason for the incident. Although they were surprised, their flustered mood subsided for the time being.

Since there are police officers in police uniforms, it is impossible to overturn the big waves.

Of course, it would be a different matter if they knew that Zhao Chuanxin was also one of the detainees.

Zhao Chuanxin brushed the other party's hair and sat back in his seat: "Is there anyone else besides you?"

The man on the ground had a hideous expression on his face, but said nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up at Andrew Miller and the police officer: "I think he, like the prisoner in the first precinct, is a bit overwhelmed, what do you think?"

The policeman shuddered and hurriedly dissuaded him: "Sir, please don't do this, this is a train."

If Zhao Chuanxin killed someone during his escort, it would be a lot of fun.

The key is that he is powerless to stop it.

Zhao Chuanxin had an extra pair of handcuffs in his hand, and the police found that it was his pair of steel handcuffs made in Britain.

Handcuffs the wrists and the legs of the chairs of the people on the ground,
Zhao Chuanxin took out another wad of money from his pocket and roughly counted it: "Rockefeller gave you such a small amount of money in total. What are you doing?"

After speaking, he put the money in his pocket.

Police officer: "..."

The man on the ground: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin said happily: "You can't go out for nothing, and you have to charge some travel expenses."

Andrew Miller couldn't help laughing.

The man on the ground stared at Zhao Chuanxin angrily.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and kicked him in the face.

The man spat out his two front teeth with a "poof".

The surrounding passengers exclaimed.

So fucking brutal!

The police officer's face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

Zhao Chuanxin spat on the man's face on the ground: "You fucking stare at me again, I'll pull out your eyeballs!"

my cao...

The man on the ground was really scared now.

The train went all the way to the town of Ossining without incident.

The police officers uncuffed the man on the ground and re-cuffed his hands.

Seeing that he was in trouble, Zhao Chuanxin solved his problems for him: "Don't worry, I will escort Andrew Miller for you, and you can escort him."

Police officer: "..."

After being a policeman for so many years, it was the first time that he relied on the help of prisoners to detain prisoners.

What is this called.

After leaving the railway station, it was really unfortunate that there were no public vehicles to hire except private carriages to pick up passengers.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand when he saw a Caucasian lady who was still charming: "Madam, please wait."

At first, the white woman was wary at first, but was relieved when she saw the officers.

"what's up?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "I just saw my wife. She looks exactly like my first girlfriend. She is so beautiful. I can't help but strike up a conversation."

The constable and Andrew Miller served.

This person simply... opened his mouth and came.

Didn't it mean that Asians are very shy?

This is more unrestrained than Europeans and Americans.

Anyone who is praised as good-looking will be happy.

The lady covered her mouth and laughed.

Zhao Chuanxin hit the iron while it was hot, and stretched out his hand. In the palm of his hand, there was a wooden box with a circle of arabesque patterns engraved on the box.

He said solemnly: "Ma'am, to be honest, I prepared this jewelry box for my ex-girlfriend, but unfortunately she left me and went to follow poetry and a distant place. You are too similar to my ex-girlfriend, I want Give it to you."

These are all the gadgets he usually uses to practice his hands, and most of them are usually given to snot-nosed children during the Chinese New Year.

This approach is quite novel now.

Let the lady tell you the truth, but Zhao Chuanxin looks very young, would there be a girlfriend in her 30s?
Believe it or not, but who would give gifts to strangers for no reason?
Seeing her hesitation, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed her white and tender hand, and stuffed the box into her hand: "Please accept it."

This operation, watching the police officer and Andrew Miller scratching their heads.

Even the beaten assassin stared intently, wanting to read the following.

The lady had no choice but to take it: "Then, thank you, sir."

"Ma'am, we are going to escort prisoners to Xinxin Prison, but there is no car to take. Hey, it’s really hard for my legs that were injured on duty. There is no way, a little policeman like me can only accept a miserable fate .”

The lady finally understood his intention, and said with a charming smile, "Detective, you are really interesting."

Because Zhao Chuanxin was not wearing a uniform, she thought Zhao Chuanxin was a detective rather than a police officer.

She continued: "If you don't mind, you can share a carriage with me. It happens that we are on the way, and it can also guarantee my safety on the way."

The officers and Andrew Miller were stunned.

I, Cao... is that okay?

Zhao Chuanxin thanked the lady very gentlemanly, and took the lady's hand and led her into the car.

Then he turned his head and gave the policeman a wink.

Zhao Chuanxin sat in a row with the noble lady, and the other three squeezed opposite each other in aggrieved manner.

Zhao Chuanxin's hand has been holding the lady's hand, and he never let it go.

The policeman swallowed.

The lady asked curiously: "Detective, are these two prisoners in front of you?"

"Yes, ma'am, they are murderers."

The lady's face turned pale: "Isn't that very dangerous?"

Zhao Chuanxin patted her little hand: "Please rest assured, look at me."

He glared at the assassin: "I ask you, do you dare to resist? Huh?"

The assassin pissed in fright, huddled in a corner, shook his head desperately, his mouth leaked, and faltered: "Don't dare, don't dare..."

Andrew Miller cast his body in admiration, and he cooperated: "Don't dare, detective."

Zhao Chuanxin held the lady's hand with both hands: "Look, they are convinced."

The lady's eyes were shining, full of little stars: "Detective, you are so majestic. I want to ask you something about security. I don't know when you will be free. Can you come to my humble house for a visit?"

The policeman's eyes widened.

This person pretended to be a police detective as a prisoner, and even hooked up with a noble lady?
Zhao Chuanxin put the lady's hand on his thigh, and then patted it gently: "Well, let me think about it, I have already solved fifteen cases this month, so I should have enough time. How about it, madam, give me Address, I will rush over there as soon as possible, after all, the safety of my wife is more important."

The police officer said that it's not so bragging. Fifteen cases were solved in a month. Why don't you go to heaven?
Who would believe this?

However, the noble lady seemed convinced.

She scratched Zhao Chuanxin's thigh twice: it was so long and strong.

Come to think of it, these legs are very powerful.

Immediately, he told Zhao Chuanxin his address.

Along the way, the lady's laughter never stopped.

Until, the neighing of the horse came from the front, and the frightened groom scolded: "Don't die? Don't you have eyes when you walk?"

(End of this chapter)