Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 97 He's Like a Bloated Balloon
Old calendar April 1588, 4, rain.

A patter of rain fell on the squalor of old London, trying to wash away the darkness that hid its shadows.

Old London Authority, inside the Director's Office.

Joseph kicked over the trash can next to the desk.

"damn it!"

"These sons of bitches! Don't they have a heart in what they do?"

"That idiot Edmund, what time is he going to go on that kind of illegal cruise ship? It's okay now? You've turned yourself into a fertilizer for enriching the fishery! Congressman Thurs still wants me to take the blame! Really! A bunch of stinky shit!!!”

Joseph's insults made John, who was standing at the door of the office, ready to enter the room to report the investigation to him, trembled.

He felt that he should come to the director at another time.

"Are you afraid of Joseph? Don't worry, he is the same."

Marshall came from the side, he smiled and looked at John standing at the door.

He also has some concerns about this investigator who is gradually emerging in the investigation department.

Although the other party seems to have some connection with the remnants of the old era, at least the other party's ability to do things is still outstanding, and the Administration also needs some doers.

Moreover, John's outstanding performance in recent times even won Joseph's face-to-face praise during the meeting.

Based on his understanding of Joseph, it won't be long before John will be promoted to the position of deputy section chief. When the time is right, this new confidant of Joseph will completely replace the one who did not belong to his faction and is about to retire. The chief of the investigation department who doesn't care.

"Come on, I'll take you in." Marshall pushed open the door and walked in. He saw Joseph was bending over to pick up the trash on the ground.

"Oh, Joseph, are you still angry? See what I brought you?" Marshall put the cardboard box in his hand on Joseph's desk while looking at the photos on the desk.

In the photo, it was a well-dressed man with a fat body, but his belly was a little too big.

Joseph put the rubbish in his hand into the trash can, and he rolled his eyes at Marshall.

"That fool Edmund was found in the sea."

"Maybe, he just accidentally fell into the sea because of the rollover of the cruise ship. You know, he can't swim." Marshall shrugged and said casually.

Although he knew that this Edmund, as a well-known businessman in the West Port area of ​​old London, had greatly sponsored the Authority, but that had nothing to do with him, Marshall.

Joseph shook his head, with a look of absurdity in his eyes.

"You know what? He's like a fucking balloon tied to some seaweed."

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Marshall suddenly laughed.

"Sorry, I just can't help it."

"Damn it, who would think of such a ridiculous thing?" Joseph said, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Regardless of the share of the revenue that Edmund brought to the Authority, he actually hoped that idiots like Edmund would die sooner.

"Okay, don't be angry, look at the good things I brought you!" Marshall patted Joseph on the shoulder, he opened the carton, and a fresh scent filled the office.

"Oh, it's the apple pie made by Narnia?" A look of surprise flashed in Joseph's eyes, he reached out and picked up a sliced ​​apple pie, put it in his mouth and took a bite.

"Well, yes, this is his smell."

"Haha, boy, you can have a piece too!" Marshall picked up a piece of apple pie and handed it to John.

"Thank you!"

John ate his apple pie in respectful sips between the two bigwigs.

Joseph nodded in satisfaction while looking at John's report.

"It was handled well. The group of kidnappers died in a fire. As for the matter on the cruise ship, those who paid the money can leave, and those who didn't pay the money will lock them up for a week, so that they will have a long memory. .”

"By the way, there are also those gold things you mentioned. Let Gnar of the affairs department handle them. Those things used to sacrifice to demons cannot be randomly spent, and they should be sealed first. As for the golden coffin, I have arranged for a professional The translators of the world will go further with those ancient texts."

"Okay, Chief Joseph."

John responded respectfully.

"John, you have performed well recently. The matters in Harlow Town have been handled in a timely manner. I have received a letter from the mayor of Ryder. He has greatly affirmed your dedication. Next year, if Not surprisingly, I will nominate you as deputy section chief."

Joseph ignored Marshall, who was munching on apple pie, and said solemnly to John.

"Yes! Thank you for your promotion, Director Joseph, I will work hard to complete the work!"

John kept complimenting Joseph, but he kept thanking Lord Rhodes in his heart.

If it weren't for him, I might still be just a junior investigator dawdling now, and I wouldn't have so many opportunities to show up in front of the chief.

Thinking that Master Rhodes said that he would let himself be the director of the bureau.

John's eyes on Joseph became more and more fiery.

In the eyes of Joseph, this kind of look made him feel that his vision was really good. If he could get such a loyal subordinate, if he performed better in the future, he would be promoted to be the chief of the investigation department.

Marshall looked at the two and thought in his heart that he had to find an opportunity to win John over. Maybe if he had the opportunity to be the director of the management bureau, John, who was the deputy section chief, would also be a good help at that time.

Three dramas in the hearts of three people.

John finally leaves the office with Joseph's latest order.

The conference room on the third floor.

Leiner and Paul are flipping through the documents, which are the personal information of the group of people arrested this time.

Without exception, the identities of this group of people are very famous in Old London, and they basically belong to the middle class.

"It's really a bunch of moths in society." Reiner said with emotion.

"Oh, but they are rich." Paul sighed and took a bite of the bread in his hand.

Rhodes was studying the confession information left by the arrested people.

Referring to this information, Rhodes listed a few areas where the group of kidnapped people had a high probability.

This cruise ship incident must have made the group of secret associations vigilant, but relatively, the other party should not dare to take any action in the near future, so there is still ample time for investigation.

Old Moore sat beside him, falling asleep with his half-empty whiskey bottle in his arms.

He is a bit weak in his old age.

Bang!
The door to the conference room was pushed open.

Woke up old Moore, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at John standing at the door.

John was overjoyed. The investigation applications for the areas provided by Lord Rhodes have been approved, and the investigation will continue.

"Paul, you take Reiner and the action team to search in these areas of Xilin City immediately!"

John hands Paul a document.

"Yes!"

Paul glanced at the area on the document, and led Lena away.

John looked at Rhodes again.

"Mr. Rhodes, this is the area you need to assist in the investigation."

"Ah."

Rhodes took the file.

"Let's go, Old Moore, it's time to go."

"Okay, sir, Old More is ready."

　ps: (_) I'm busy today, so I don't have much time code left.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)