Book of Gods and Demons

　　 Glory calendar August 19th, 1379, at noon.

　　 At several places in Tulum Harbor, there was a messy and low gunfire from flintlocks. The gunshots in each place lasted only a few breaths at the longest, and then disappeared quickly.

　　 On the street, there are mounted policemen riding fast horses, waving the black island shadow **** mountain cuckoo shield-shaped badge flag, rushing back and forth quickly, and loudly announcing the orders of Duke Ross.

　　 "Except for members of the special investigation team and their subordinates, any private armed gathering is strictly prohibited."

　　 "If you bring firearms, swords, or more than three people, you will be killed!"

　　 "Anyone who dares to mobilize private armed forces will be punished severely."

　　 Soldiers in iron-gray uniforms appeared on the street. They set up barricades, set up field artillery, and brazenly divided the Port of Tulum into small pieces that were impassable to each other.

Tulum Port City Hall was directly surrounded by two new-style flintlock infantry battalions. A Captain of the Guardsman of the Jiasijia Island personally settled in the City Hall Building. Except for the free Hesse, Tulum Port Seven-member Committee Six people were trapped in the city hall building immobile.

　　 Moreover, I was completely isolated from internal and external news.

　　 Near the old pier of Tulum Port No. 1, above a small hill with a height of no more than 100 feet, a large area covered with gray granite stands out like a war castle in all directions.

　　 Outside the main entrance of the building, in the fountain, is a bronze statue nearly twenty feet high.

　　 A huge bronze key crosses a long sword, a ferocious hydra is wrapped around the crossed keys and long swords, nine huge snake heads face in all directions, and eighteen scarlet eyes watch the surrounding vigilantly.

　　 This is the Tulum Port Customs Office, the headquarters of the Tulum Port Customs Anti-Smuggling Team, and it is also in this two-hundred-foot-long, two-story stone building.

The soldiers in the 　　 brigade brigade wearing iron gray uniforms had already rushed to surround the entire customs regiment before Joe arrived.

　　 Eighteen one-hundred-centimeter field guns were loaded with surprisingly powerful flower shells, and their black muzzles were straight to the front entrance of the customs building.

　　 Several panicked customs officials hid behind the gate, shouting loudly to the outside, but the army surrounding the building did not respond. Two courageous officials wanted to come out and negotiate with the head of the army. After a few dull gunshots, they rushed back in fright and dared not show their heads again.

　　Qiao captured Sinbad, and immediately led a group of people, from the direction of Palm Tree Street, rushed to the customs building.

　　 Tooth followed closely behind Joe, eagerly excited: "Master, I have wanted to do this for many years...Aha, the anti-smuggling team, **** it, we lose at least a few million gold marks on them every year!"

　　 "Uncle Ya, you may be wrong." Joe hurriedly said in a low voice: "Our Rittal family has always been law-abiding and paid taxes on time and in full. We never do anything illegal."

　　 "As for the anti-smuggling team, they are a place where dirt and dirt are hidden. They seek personal gain for their families and for themselves in the name of the law. They are the vampires of all legal merchants in Tulum."

Qiao said solemnly: "We must clean up the garbage and scum here, so that the anti-smuggling team will become an elite team that truly respects the law, abides by the law, enforces fairness, and is disciplined, wholeheartedly escorting all legitimate business activities in Tulum Port. "

　　 Ya looked at Joe dizzyly. He opened his mouth wide. After a long while, he muttered: "Master, you have grown up. You finally become like your boss..."

　　 Joe lowered his voice: "Wise and wise?"

　　 He frowned tightly, and after a long time, he muttered in a low voice: "My conscience, I don't allow me to agree with what you just said."

Joe gritted his teeth with anger, he stared fiercely, poked his head out of the car window, and yelled: "Speed ​​up, we will be very busy today, very busy, and there are so many places to run. It's."

　　 The arrival of Duke Ross undoubtedly shocked the entire Port of Tulum.

　　 The Rittal family must take advantage of the opportunity brought by the murder of Zhong Qiu, and take advantage of the strong support given by the Duke of Ross, to make a fortune in the entire Port of Tulum.

　　 Joe was dangling a cigar and puffing out smoke: "I heard that the Wells and Turings, they are in collusion with the rebels of Jiaxijia?"

"It's obvious, otherwise, where did those poor ghosts come from with so many armaments and have been fighting with the Duke for so many years?" Ya is an old man of the Rittal family and one of the core high-level people. He knows a lot of information that Joe doesn't know. .

　　 Now that Joe is an adult, he suddenly became sensible, and Ya hurriedly took the opportunity to teach Joe something he thought Joe should master.

"Wells and them are deeply rooted in Tulum Port and on the island of Jiaxijia, and their forces are intertwined. Especially the nobles who have been in the imperial capital these years, even the Duke dare not touch them easily, otherwise it will cause trouble. Great changes in measurement."

"But this time, it's the best opportunity." Tooth slapped Qiao's fat shoulders vigorously: "Master, what a great job, who would have thought that you can get the survey data? With it, as long as you master it, No matter how ruthless the Duke’s move this time..."

　　 "Are we set to win?" Joe looked at his teeth with joy.

"Look at the decision of Your Excellency the Duke." Teeth grinds his teeth: "This is a great opportunity. For us, the truth of Zhong Qiu's murder is not important anymore. The important thing is, who has said about Tulum Port in the future? Forget it!"

　　 Joe spit out heavy smoke.

　　 He experienced the terrifying bombardment of the Pink Mermaid, but he never dreamed that an extraordinary attack would trigger such a complicated follow-up wave.

　　 But, he likes it.

　　 Anger is growing in his heart, he can't wait to do something.

　　 The brigade rushed to the gate of the customs officer's office, and the horse-drawn carriage stopped by the fountain where the statue of the customs emblem was located.

　　 Joe kicked the car door, jumped out of the carriage with a ‘boom’, and then picked up the heavy and thick lead-coated copper baton, waved it vigorously in his hand, and made a ‘whoop’ sound.

Twenty four-wheeled carriages stopped by Joe's side. More than a hundred heavyweight police officers jumped out of the carriage and showed off. Or the fox pulled out the oak batons, and they lined up behind Joe. Fairly neat team.

　　Ya stood behind Qiao, looked at the red-faced police officers with excitement, and couldn't help shaking his head again and again.

　　 If Rittal’s guards could have such a body shape, Ya would have thrown them into the bay with sharks long ago and let them work hard to lose weight.

　　 But look at Joe who is huge, and then look at these heavyweight policemen... They helplessly admit that their temperament is so good... Moreover, it is really shocking.

　　 Joe took out his red cover certificate and shook it to the Customs Building: "In the name of the law, I am the first-level sergeant Joe Rong Witto of the Special Investigation Team of the Zhongqiu Massacre in Tulum Port!"

　　 "I ordered that you cooperate with our next investigation."

　　 "My people will enter the customs building, arrest some suspects, and seal some archival evidence."

　　 "On the order of Her Excellency Rose, Duchess of Jiaxijia, and Governor of the Southern Special Administrative Region of the Empire, during the investigation, if there is any change in the investigation, if there are any acts of shielding suspects, hiding criminal evidence, etc., kill them!"

　　 Joe read aloud a section of the official words on the scene, and then he waved his baton forward: "Brothers, rush, lock down every office and investigate everything!"

　　 Hundreds of heavyweight policemen screamed and rushed towards the customs building with high morale.

Over the years, the Tulum Port Customs Anti-smuggling Team and the Tulum Port Police Marine Police Sub-bureau have a high degree of overlap in their functions, and they have rubbed many times during the law enforcement process. huge loss.

　　 The two sides have been feuding for a long time, but the customs anti-smuggling team has a good relationship with the Tulum Port Squadron, and the Marine Police Branch is not at all an opponent of the other side.

　　 This time, they were able to search the customs building in a fair and reasonable way!

　　 These police officers were so excited that they almost didn't fart.

　　 There were countless roars and verbal abuses in the customs building, as well as huge sounds of closing doors, pulling drawers, and rushing up and down the stairs.

　　 Joe yelled again, and the baton waved forward again.

　　 A large group of Rittal guards, together with a battalion of soldiers shouting slogans, followed the pioneer policemen in front of them, and rushed into the customs building.

　　 Qiao stood quietly by the fountain, looking at the bronze statue in front of him.

　　 The brigade rushed into the customs building for less than a minute. Suddenly, dull gunfire rang out in the building. After a while, several Rittal guards carried two police officers with their upper bodies covered in blood and rushed out~www.ltnovel.com~ Someone shot, some shot... The two police officers were injured! "

　　 Joe's eyes widened, and an excitement surged in his heart: "Shooting the police! This is a felony, a felony! Especially, they attacked members of the special investigation team, and they must have ugly evidence!"

　　 Joe shouted at the artillery lined up in the rear: "Fire a shot, warning!"

　　 One hundred-cent field artillery ready to go fired with a long burst of fire, and one shot hit the outer wall of the northwest corner of the customs building.

There was a loud noise, a large fragment of rubble exploded, and several nearby windows were shattered. The painful cries and cries of many people came from the office behind the windows, as well as some broken tables and chairs. Spouting from the building.

　　 Joe raised his voice again: "Cooperate with the investigation, otherwise...all will be killed!"

　　 Joe was shaking a little with excitement.

　　 The Rittalists have always wanted to intervene in the Tulum Port Customs, but they have not been able to succeed. The indigenous forces in Tulum Port hold the Customs impenetrable, like an iron plate.

　　 Over the years, how many times have the Tulum Port Customs disgusted Rittal’s ocean-going fleet. In the name of ‘epidemic quarantine’ alone, at least thousands of Rittal’s sailors have been invited to jail each year!

　　 It's good this time, give him a great one!

　　 Inside the building, there was a sudden burst of gunfire. At least hundreds of people were exchanging fire after hearing the sound of guns bursting like beans.

　　 Joe and Tooth looked at each other, silent.

　　 Is there anything shameful in this building that is worth their fight?

　　 "It seems, we stabbed the hornet's nest again?"

　　 There is an inexplicable sense of absurdity in Joe's heart.