Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Chapter 74 Investigation and Venting

Walking through the long and narrow brick and stone streets, Jorah and Flagg were led by the crying girl to a fairly clean and tidy house inside.

The whole building is 3 storeys high, and the exterior walls are newly painted with light red paint. You can see scattered women in scantily clad clothes standing at the door of nearby houses. In the aisle, there is a man and woman shaking each other in the shadows.

"The prisoner you speak of is here, Miss Charlotte Lacey."

Jorah's voice was very loud, and the people around could hear it clearly, and the visitors who were planning to put their arms around the women for entertainment also approached one after another, looking lively.

"Yes, he's in there."

"Okay, please be more polite, Flagg, you can ask first, so as not to say that I deliberately provoked trouble later, everything will follow the procedure."

Flagg appeased Charlotte Lacey beside him, and knocked on the oily brown door. A petite girl with heavy make-up and thin clothes opened the door, and the clothes and face shape could be vaguely seen inside. He has regular facial features, heavy makeup conceals his original beauty, dark blonde hair, and gray-green eyes.She saw Charlotte standing outside looking back anxiously.

"Charlotte, hurry up, why are you coming back, there must be a chance to leave here." The girl looked at the stairs inside from time to time, urging Charlotte to leave quickly.

"Nancy, don't be afraid. These two are the police. They will help us uphold justice." Charlotte rubbed her eyes and stood by the door.

The girl named Nancy glanced at Jorah and Fleger angrily, and then spoke to Charlotte in a low voice. "What's the use of the police, the chief got into my bed last night, didn't he just want to spend no money?"

Then I looked at the two of Jorah, "Don't come to play these little tricks to deceive my sister, she is already very difficult. It is impossible for free, so I will kill myself directly, I can give you half price, quickly bring Charlotte Go away, I beg you."

Nancy was a little anxious, looking behind from time to time.Flage showed her his inspector certificate, but Nancy obviously couldn't read and turned her head sideways.

"Don't worry, my rank is higher than the chief of the police station here, and we are really here to investigate. We suspect that Moritz here is hiding a fugitive who escaped some time ago. This lady is our key witness, and we will protect it. her."

Fleger explained to Nancy politely that he saw the panic of the girl in front of him, and the man in the aisle next to him came out with his pants up, and when he saw the people at the door, especially Charlotte in the middle, he spoke with a smile.

"Charlotte, you just want to understand, and you know how to help the store bring customers, so don't think about leaving in the future, and don't think about contradicting Boss Moritz. Please come to the two guests."

"Does Lao Tzu look like that kind of person?"

Jorah knocked the man unconscious with a punch, and several men scattered around gathered here, and the man who was chasing a few homeless people by the wall also came over with a stick in his hand.

Footsteps sounded in the room, followed by a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Nancy, why did you wait so long, the guests are getting impatient, go back quickly. Who is outside?"

Jolla pulled Nancy, who was a little flustered, and stuffed it into Fleger's place, kicked open the back door, and saw Moritz coming out of it. He was tall and slender, with white powder on his face, and he looked like he was in his 40s. .

"Charlotte, this is the helper you found? It seems that I haven't taught you enough lessons, and even led Nancy to the ground. Those homeless people should like you very much."

"It's not like that, Mr. Moritz, listen to me...

Nancy wanted to say something, but was shocked by Jolla who had already mentioned Moritz's departure.Just at that moment, Jorah knocked Moritz down with a punch, and lifted him out. He had the ferocity of a pirate on his body. He looked at the people surrounding him and sneered. These people really can’t be changed shit.

"We are inspectors from Langeburg, the autonomous principality of Faroes. Now we suspect that Moritz is hiding fugitives. Let me see how many accomplices he has."

Flage took out his ID card and opened it, and those people didn't dare to approach it when they saw it.Moritz, who was still brought up, spoke quickly.

"Mr. Inspectors, I think you have misunderstood. We have always obeyed the law. How could we harbor fugitives?"

"Could it be that I found the wrong one?"

Jorah blocked him with a single sentence, and Moritz winked at the people around him, telling them to call for help.Those people also fled in all directions.

"Two inspectors, why don't we go in and talk about it, this won't solve the problem."

"Then see what you have to say."

Jorah put down Moritz. Although he was half a head shorter than Moritz, he was a strong Sequence 7 man, and the Ququ old bustard didn't take it seriously.Moritz put away his usual arrogance, and led the two of them in respectfully. Only when he looked behind Charlotte, his eyes would return to their previous appearance.

Snapped!There was a loud slap in the face, and a red palm print appeared on half of Moritz's face.Jorah slapped back.Pointing to Charlotte and Nancy behind.

"They will be covered by me from now on. Don't let me hear any rumors, or I will come back and beat you to death even if the fugitives are not caught. I am not afraid of the backstage. Behind me is the entire Church of Knowledge. Don't give me Play tricks."

Fleger was a little shocked seeing this scene, if it was him, he would definitely not be able to do it.These things are very common here. I have been in the navy for so long and I am timid, for the sake of my future.It's not as bloody as Jorah's. The most important thing is that he doesn't say anything, and knows how to use his own advantages.If you dare to scold the church, he will directly judge you as a heretic, so that you can't even find your fault.

A few homeless people on the wall farther outside, after listening to the conversation, patted their buttocks and left. Among them, the one who looked more energetic said to the one who was a little bit sluggish.

"Go back and tell the envoy that it is not suitable for official people to do anything. You can go and relax for a day."

The people who were a little sluggish immediately became refreshed after listening to it, and quickly ran towards their foothold, while the rest of them rummaged through the garbage, continued to walk slowly, and left here naturally.

Jorah stood at the door of a room, looking at the men and women who were sticking to each other inside. This was the last room. Since it was used as an excuse to check fugitives, it had to be done well.

"Go ahead." He closed the door casually, and went back to the lounge below with Fleger and Moritz. There was a strong smell of inferior perfume, but Jorah was used to the harsh environment at sea, so it didn't affect much.

"Mr. Jolla, Mr. Flag, you see, I really don't have any fugitives here." Moritz bent over a little aggrieved.

"Do you have a license to operate?"

"Of course, we are all legitimate businesses."

"I heard that you beat someone and were suspected of robbery."

"That's because Charlotte didn't work hard, and it's just a small punishment. The two of you want to come and have a rest. You can choose here, and I'll treat you."

"Although the fugitive cannot be found, it is still possible to hide in other places. For this reason, I will watch you for a while and hope you cooperate with us. And don't let me see you hitting someone, or I will hit you back. "

Moritz's face was almost green. He didn't expect that the uncle who couldn't be offended would come. Now he can only hope that the chief of the police station who can come can solve this matter.

I didn't expect Charlotte to be so lucky. I knew that I would have sold her to the island to be the wife of those fishermen. I thought I would wait for her to give in and come back to continue working. And Nancy, the cash cow, would be gone. Outstanding.

"Of course, I will arrange accommodation for you, and Charlotte and Nancy will also accompany you." Moritz had to grit his teeth and settle the matter.

"Are we like that? Let them come here quickly."

Jorah waved Moritz Kleiman to go to work quickly. This guy is really shrewd, he will give up when it is time to give up, no wonder he can manage it.

"Jorah, you're not doing well!"

Flage was a little worried, whether this guy would still be like a pirate, this is a blackmail for the church.

"You think too much, am I that kind of person, let them sing to us, just to relieve the fatigue of the past few days, it is easy to lose control if you are always stretched like this, we still have the sacred oath to be fulfilled !" Jorah burst into tears as she spoke, she was not lucky at all, and returned to this cage.

"Sorry, I thought you were the kind of...

"Think it's those pirates who want to rush when they see a woman? Come on, we slept in the same room for six years, don't you know who I am?"

Nancy and Charlotte who had just entered were shocked when they heard the words. They leaned against the door panel and looked at the two with some trepidation. After hearing the second part of Jorah's words, they wondered if the two in front of them had some special hobbies.

"What are you thinking! I studied with this guy at Maoer Bron Seminary for a few years, it's not that kind of relationship. And wash off the makeup on your face, it's not good for your face, okay Those who don’t learn, and the optics are bad.”

Charlotte took Nancy to the bathroom inside to get her makeup done, and Flagg looked at Jorah with some amusement.

"I didn't expect you to be as interesting as you were back then. It's a pity that everyone can't understand you, so you went to sea. The teachers there also regret that you lost an excellent student."

"How can those people who are immersed in knowledge all day know the life and death of outsiders? I really can't stand it anymore. It's good now, it can be regarded as a continuation of the dream of the past!"

"You can go back and have a look, Emma should still be there, she will be very happy to see you."

"Whose Emma, ​​there are so many Emmas, how do I know which one it is?"

"you really are!
Nancy and Charlotte came out after cleaning their faces. Nancy's original face was a little more delicate, and she looked okay.Seeing the two of them, she was about to take off her clothes, and Jorah quickly stopped her.

"Just chat with us and sing. I haven't listened to the folk songs of my hometown for a long time, so I can go and torture them. Sorry, there is only so much I can do. If that guy is still oppressing you, come and tell me, I'll call you back."

Charlotte and Nancy stood there holding each other's hands, tears streaming down unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)