shadow of britain

Chapter 51 Conversation in the cell

The new Sheriff Brendan Jones rushed into the district police station.

As soon as he stepped into the gate, he bumped into a small policeman holding a document in his hand.

"Sheriff Jones, why are you here? The police district work meeting will be held tomorrow. Did you remember the date wrong?"

Jones stopped when he heard this, and squeezed a smile on his face: "No. The detention room in the police station I am in charge of is almost full, so I plan to clean up the suspects and hand them over to the Magistrate Court.

I happened to pass by the district police station today, so I decided to ask if there are any suspects here.If there is, I'll just take it with me. "

The little policeman said with a smile: "Sheriff Jones, you really have a heart. To tell you the truth, I just caught one this morning and I'm squatting inside."

"Okay, you sort out his prosecution materials and hand them to me."

"No problem, his case is quite simple. You wait here for a while, and I will draft his case report now."

"Okay, then you go to work. I'll go to the back and handcuff him first, and I'll take him away when you're done."

When Jones said this, he was about to walk towards the detention room, but before he stretched out his legs, he suddenly remembered something.

He hurriedly stopped the little police officer who was about to draft the document: "By the way, Anthony, is Inspector Hastings here today?"

"Inspector? If you want to find him, you may not come at the right time. The inspector took Tom and Tony out not long ago, and specifically told us that he might not be back until the afternoon."

"What did he do?" Jones asked.

"That's not clear. Oh, by the way, they also have an eight or nine-year-old child with them. It is said that Officer Tom just adopted him. Could it be that they have gone through the adoption procedures?"

"Does the adoption procedure need three people to go through it?"

"That seems to be the case, so I don't know. Could it be that he went to collect information on Fred? Recently, the inspector gave lessons to Tom and Tony every day, saying that he wanted them to be detectives in the future, specializing in solving crimes.

Speaking of which, Sergeant Jones, has your patrol found any leads on Fred recently?At tomorrow's work meeting, the inspector may ask this question, so you should prepare early. "

When Jones heard this, he just pinched his chin and said helplessly: "Fred is so easy to find out. I heard from those pickpockets that this old guy seems to have not shown his face for two or three years. Who knows what he is doing?" Well, maybe even if he died.

Now those gangs who are doing evil under the banner of 'Fred' may be the same as the group of workers who rebelled under the banner of 'General Lude'.Maybe they just wanted to use Fred's name to intimidate those competitors. "

"No one knows exactly what's going on. But you have to give the inspector an explanation. Even if Fred's affairs don't make any progress, you have to produce some decent results, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with!"

"Thank you for the reminder." Jones took a piece of candy from his pocket and threw it over: "Thank you for your hard work today, I went to the detention room to find the suspect."

The little police officer took the candy, smiled and said, "Just wait for two minutes, the prosecution documents will be ready soon."

Jones nodded, and immediately walked towards the detention room.

The door of the detention room was pushed open, and what came into view was rows of eight small compartments separated by iron fences, and the furnishings in each compartment were very simple.

A wooden barrel for excrement, a wooden plank fixed to the wall with two chains, the thin quilt was removed and used as a seat, and the quilt was put on to form a bed.

At this time, there was only one suspect detained here, which saved Jones from having to search everywhere.

He first glanced behind him to make sure that no one was following him, then he slowly closed the door, and then walked in front of the suspect with his arms around him.

"Didn't I tell you, Fred? There was a riot at the Carlson store at 07 Thames Avenue at 30:85 in the morning.

At that time, my patrol officers should be there on patrol, they will arrest you, and then I will go to the Magistrates Court for a quick trial.

Two days later, you will appear in the old ship prison as you wished.What is wrong with your brain, and you were caught at the district police station? "

The suspect was squatting on the ground boringly drawing circles with hay. He didn't look up at Jones, but just snorted.

"Damn it, how do I know that the passing patrolman is not one of your bastards? Look at that bad idea you came up with, just to get a charge of disrupting public order. My ass has been seen by others. Why don't you count it?" What about my loss?"

There was anger in Jones' voice: "Didn't I teach you how to identify the police officers? Look at their epaulet numbers, the ones with the numbers starting with E2 are the people under my command.

You fool, do you know that Inspector Hastings is looking for you all over the world?But what are you doing, you actually sent yourself to his prison. "

Fred laughed loudly when he heard the words: "It can't be helped, the world is so humorous sometimes. He may never think that the Fred he wants to catch is actually locked in prison by him."

Jones said angrily: "You still have the face to smile? Fortunately, we changed your identity for you half a year ago, otherwise you will definitely be exposed! Do you know what will happen if things are revealed? You will be hanged on the gallows of!"

Fred raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "You want to scare me? How dare a young junior who just took over from Willocks talk to me like that? You should ask him carefully, what kind of bowl did I eat in the army back then? rice?
If I hadn't committed a crime back then, I wouldn't have been forced to retire so early.If I hadn't retired, I might be working for the Metropolitan Police by now.Willox could be sheriff, what should I be?police? "

Jones sneered: "Willox? He's dead, where do you want me to ask him?"

"Yes, of course I know he's dead."

Fred stood up, grabbed the iron fence with both hands and tried to break it outward, only to hear a scream of pig iron, and his head stuck out.

His head rested on Jones' forehead, and his wide eyes seemed to be able to swallow Jones whole: "I'm not God, so I can't call Willox up for your questioning. But, I can send you go down."

Jones' forehead was covered with sweat. He glanced at the crooked railing of the detention room from the corner of his eye, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

Just as the two fell into a stalemate, the voice of the little police officer sounded outside the door of the detention room.

"Sheriff Jones, haven't you brought him out yet? My prosecution papers are about to be drawn up."

Jones took a slight step back, and he reached out and patted Fred on the shoulder: "After you go in, you can do your business well, and you can also avoid the limelight of Inspector Hastings, which is good for you and us."

Fred raised his mouth, smiled disdainfully, and stretched out his hands.

"Come on, handcuff me."

(End of this chapter)