Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

Getting hit on the head with a bottle for no apparent reason is not something you can just laugh off.

The man who smashed her forehead had an angry expression on his face, but he looked like a gentleman and did not look like an intermittent bipolar patient who lost his mind and attacked people indiscriminately.

He came prepared.

This was a relief for him, but it was far from enough.

"You... look so much like your father..."

The gentleman took off his glasses and wiped off the blood stains. Feng Qingyu covered his forehead, digesting what he had just said.

Since the "father" was mentioned, it proved that this matter had something to do with the family's shaky and precarious business. As the saying goes, "son pays father's debt" or "daughter pays debt", this person must be an innocent person who was cheated and bankrupted.

The restaurant's security arrived shortly afterwards and completely subdued the man.

Feng Qingyu had no time to bandage her wounds. She needed to take this opportunity to find out some inside information from Waifan.

120. There is too much suffering on this land

Although the situation at the scene was somewhat tragic and the troublemakers were temporarily subdued by the restaurant security, Feng Qingyu still had some things he was concerned about and asked the security to give him some time.

Foreigners were causing trouble in a local restaurant and they needed to be handed over to the Grand Knight's security agency for handling. The members of the security agency were still on the way and the branch was some distance away from the restaurant.

In addition, the road conditions were poor during the special tournament and the traffic congestion was more serious than usual, so Feng Qingyu unexpectedly gained some time to chat more.

The scene of the forehead being blown up was truly tragic. The ground was covered with broken glass bottles, most of which were stained with blood.

The restaurant staff did not dare to be negligent, fearing that their reputation would be ruined, and they quickly called in a colleague who had some knowledge of surgical techniques to help deal with the situation.

A broken head is really a minor matter. Gangsters often fight and kill each other, and a broken head is considered a minor injury. Gangsters consider it a sign of luck that they have not been hacked to death or had their limbs chopped off. As long as it does not develop to such a point that it is worth suffering, it is not too bad.

Compared to the Rhodes Island operators who returned from field missions covered in blood, Feng Qingyu felt that this bottle of silence was not worth mentioning.

"It's okay... just a little bleeding."

She was very calm, and used a wet handkerchief dipped in hot water to wipe away the blood that was blocking her vision. The light-colored handkerchief immediately turned red, and the clean water in the metal basin also seemed to be poured into red dye, and the bright red color quickly spread.

There was a smell of rust in the air.

The subdued Vaifan gentleman was not in much better condition than her. His neat suit was torn in the process of being subdued, and his carefully combed hairstyle was messed up in the struggle.

After the bloody incident in the restaurant, he calmed down and lit a Victoria cigar under the gaze of everyone.

"I... I just wanted to keep my family's factory... Why... Why did it turn out like this? I should have known not to trust that liar... I should have believed that he could bring in profits."

The elegant gentleman was in tears and looked at Feng Qingyu with an extremely complicated expression.

Adults often collapse in an instant. For example, when they see the daughter of someone who cheated them out of their money entertaining guests in a high-end restaurant, they become so angry that they pick up the wine bottle on the table and smash the person's head.

He had met Feng Qingyu at a banquet at the Feng family and was deeply impressed. A cheerful and sincere young person, she had little in common with her father except for her appearance.

"I'm sorry... I lost my composure. I just found out that my family is bankrupt, and the Hill County Court has come to deal with my property... Just now, I was negotiating with Casimir's loan company, but they rejected me."

The gentleman then narrated his own tragic experience.

At the beginning, the family's clothing factory encountered difficulties, was poorly managed, and the capital chain was about to break. At a banquet hosted by Earl Harrison's house, he met Feng Tiancheng, the current head of the Feng family.

Although Feng Tiancheng did not have a strong talent for business, he was an excellent orator. His eloquence was particularly outstanding among all the businessmen. He spoke eloquently and gave hope to those who had problems in their business.

To put it nicely, his propaganda style is passionate and generous, and the content is detailed and convincing. To put it bluntly, he is just like the leader of a pyramid scheme, using sweet words to deceive the unsuspecting poor people.

Perhaps it was because the Feng family had such a prominent position in Victoria and was persuasive enough that the businessmen attending the party were very interested in the proposal to make money.

After all, decades ago, the head of the Feng family purchased the patent for firearms and began to independently develop a lightweight, small firearm, which was soon put into use, forming a complete production chain.

Times have changed, and the models from that time are now outdated.

Terra's technology was developing at a rapid pace, and its technological products were being updated even faster. The design drawings at that time were already behind the current ones, and were inconvenient to operate. They gradually faded out of the market and could no longer be invested in as profitable projects.

Feng Tiancheng’s suggestion is to create new glory and crush Thor Industries to the ground.

As we all know, the products of Thor Industries are very expensive, and being able to surpass such a company is the dream of countless people. So, a group of whimsical people invested their best money in an unrealistic plan.

A R&D team was established with Feng Tian as the leader, and everyone was full of confidence.

"The thing I regret most in my life is trusting that bastard Feng Tiancheng..."

The gentleman let out a low sob and took out a crumpled document from his pocket. Feng Qingyu took it with a frown, because the wound on his forehead was really painful.

The members of AUS were quite calm, enjoying the food served by the waiter while observing the developments here. This may not be in line with common sense, but it is the most appropriate thing to do at the moment.

The protagonist at the center of the incident is trying his best to deal with the mess of his family business. He looks a bit pitiful, but there is nothing he can do.

Feng Qingyu could have chosen to stay out of it and let others bear the responsibility, but she didn't. The manor left by her mother and previous ancestors must be preserved no matter what.

She just casually treated the wound on her forehead and prepared to ask a medical operator from Rhodes Island for treatment after the questioning. Kal'tsit was busy with work and could not be disturbed, so she did not go out to play. The operators who were resting on the main ship of Rhodes Island should be Hemer and White Owl.

She took a deep puff of the cigarette she had just bought, letting the spiciness of the tobacco suppress the pain in her body.

"Sir... Regarding what you said, I will go to Victoria to handle it in person. We will contact each other later for the details. In short, I will give you a satisfactory explanation."

Gentleman Vaifan just sighed and finally nodded in agreement.

"What happened today is all my fault. Please don't make things difficult for my wife and daughter. I'm sorry."

Afterwards, the Knight led the security personnel to arrive, temporarily took the people involved away, and took them to the relevant departments for investigation and to take statements.

Speaking of taking a statement, Feng Qingyu couldn't help but think of the experience of being raided by the police from the Guard Bureau to check his ID card every two or three days in the past, and then being "invited" to the interrogation room of the Guard Bureau for tea.

There are only two situations in which the police would look for her: one is to assign her a task, and the other is that she is suspected of being involved in armed fights and gang fights.

Before leaving with them, Feng Qingyu sent a message to Kal'tsit, briefly describing what had just happened. At the end, he added, "Please send a medical operator who can give people a sense of security to wait for me at the entrance of the Security Bureau."

If you can stand with a healer like Sai Dad who exudes the aura of "I am reliable", you don't have to worry about being hit on the head by someone while walking on the road.

Kal'tsit's only answer was "I know".

Outside the car window, the deafening radio and music aggravated the severity of his headache. When Feng Qingyu thought of Lin Guang and family affairs weighing on him, he felt like he almost couldn't breathe.

There is too much suffering in this land.

121. Settlement

The sheriff in charge of this impulsive assault case is a young woman with a strong sense of justice, who is said to have just taken office last month.

According to the video footage retrieved from the restaurant's surveillance room, Feng Qingyu never launched a counterattack from beginning to end. Instead, he was hit hard by a bottle and blood was gushing out of his head.

The blood on the injured person's forehead had not yet dried, and only simple emergency treatment was given. The attacker also confessed his mistake and expressed his willingness to accept punishment.

Seeing this, the sheriff's assistant next to her quickly reminded her in the official language of Casimir.

"You know what to do, right? Miss Adela, the new sheriff."

Adela is a surname, not the sheriff's first name.

Although Feng Qingyu didn't understand the rest of the content, he could understand the meaning of this sentence. Considering the expression and attitude of the sheriff's assistant, he could basically understand that these people wanted to protect the nobles and sacrifice the interests of a small company employee.

To the Sheriff's Department, Rhode Island is just an unknown small company, not worth mentioning compared to the wealthy master in Victoria.

When they handled cases in the past, they would handle them impartially if there was a difference in status between the two parties involved, but they would focus on the party with the more prominent status.

In theory, status is the truth. If you can afford to give money and gifts, no matter what you do wrong, the Public Security Bureau will turn a blind eye.

Casimir didn't believe in tears. The Public Security Bureau had received a sum of money from the family of the troublemaker a few minutes ago, asking them to handle the incident "truthfully."

Feng Qingyu didn't pay a penny, which meant he would be detained.

If you really have to be detained in a dark cell for a week, half a month, or even several months, the things you want to do right now will be put to a standstill.

Although she really didn't want to bribe these guys, she was almost about to say "Can I talk to you for a moment?"

If you are only paid tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, you can just take this "small loss" temporarily, and then review the situation when you have time and think of a way to turn the tables.

He's just a small-time Sheriff Casimir, and he can't cause any big trouble.

Just then, a guard came in to report.

"Lord Adela, there is a fourth-level knight from the Supervisory Council outside who wants to see you. She represents... Lady Ioletta Russell from the Supervisory Council."

"Isn't that the Grand Knight Commander?"

Before the sheriff spoke, the quick-witted assistant responded. In Casimir, the Grand Knight had a considerable status, not to mention the Grand Knight Commander.

The Grand Knight personally guaranteed it and asked his subordinates to pass the message. Even if the other party was a wealthy man in Victoria, he was nothing in front of the Grand Knight.

In the land of Casimir, foreigners are indeed not tolerated to do evil.

"Lord Adela will make the decision. By the way, let the knight come in. We can't neglect the representative of the Grand Knight."

Then, the assistant poured Feng Qingyu a cup of hot tea.

Judging from the outer packaging, it is not the cold brew tea bags that you can find everywhere on the street for a few dollars a cup, but the high-quality Yan Guo tea. After all, apart from Victoria, the quality of Yan Guo tea is definitely the best in Terra.

The item was good, but Feng Qingyu was not in the mood to accept it. Such a quick change in attitude was enough to show the hypocrisy of this assistant. She hated dealing with such people the most in her life, but she couldn't show it too obviously now, so she had to endure it.

Patience is a test of one's willpower, and she admits that she is quite talented in this aspect. The bad-tempered Longmen hooligans never know how to write the word "patience". When things don't go smoothly, they shout and kill, overturn the table, and pick up anything they can to smash the opponent.

Even some new police officers of the Longmen Guard Bureau were often beaten while performing their duties, so the relationship between the Guard Bureau and the local bosses of Longmen has always been bad.

It was precisely because Feng Qingyu had a gentle personality that the tea stayed in the cup and did not spill onto the assistant.

"I don't like drinking tea. Although the green tea from Yan Country tastes good, it is still a bit bitter. Look at the color of the tea soup made from this tea. It is quite dark and turbid at the bottom, and there is a lot of sediment... This should not be the green tea from Yan Country, but a high-quality imitation bought from a small workshop on Casimir Street."

"This……"

The assistant's face suddenly turned bad, which just confirmed Feng Qingyu's guess.

The things you buy are genuine. If you are doubted like this, you must do your best to prove your taste and judgment, just like a person who has been wronged wants to prove his innocence.

"Ahem... I didn't buy this thing. It was a gift from my damn subordinates. That little bastard actually lied to me and said it was the Great Green Robe of Yan Country. Damn it!"

The main person who had not spoken a word, Sheriff Adela, the ruler of the office, finally couldn't help it and slammed the table with her hand, drawing everyone's attention to her.

His messy brown hair obviously had not had time to comb, and his light green eyes were full of fatigue. It was very likely that he was forced to work without getting enough rest.

Her temper is relatively controlled.

"That's enough. Please wait until the incident is over before discussing irrelevant topics. Ms. Feng Qingyu, I have made a fair decision on your case. The Victorian businessman Herman David who injured you will pay you 50,000 Longmen coins as mental damages and medical expenses. If there is no objection, just sign this document and the case will be closed. The person involved has an acceptable attitude of admitting his mistakes, so he will not be detained or punished."

"no disagreement."

Feng Qingyu signed his name on the settlement agreement without hesitation.

Although I signed very quickly and read through the items carefully after I finished writing, I did not find any hidden traps.

The arrival of gravel was the reason for the reversal of wind direction. A few minutes ago, the sheriff was still struggling with how to make a judgment.

Even though I have a clear idea in my mind, I am constrained by various forces and have to survive in the cracks. Therefore, I feel very distressed.

The words "no objection" made everyone present feel relieved.

It wasn't a big case. Compared to the riots caused by the radical infected knights in the neighborhood, an ordinary fight was not worth the Sheriff's Office spending too much energy to deal with.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Feng. I thought you might need this."

The sheriff gave her a box of Q-version Band-Aids with a knight theme. The Band-Aids were very large and could completely cover the wound on her head. On the back of the metal box were the words "Specially made for knights".

There was no doubt that she was a fan of Lin Guang - the mug on the table and the refills of the water-based pen both showed the heroic figure of the Knight of Glory.

When Feng Qingyu saw the Linguang logo, he remembered that he had to quickly arrange rehearsal for AUS.

The live event is just around the corner, and there are only a few days left until the finals of the special tournament.

122. Take a new step

"So, you must leave Rhodes Island."

"Yes……"

Kal'tsit's hand paused for a moment while sewing. Although it was only for a moment, Feng Qingyu could still see a hint of displeasure in her green eyes.

This woman rarely reveals her emotions towards people or things, unless she is not satisfied when she sleeps without clothes. When sleeping in that kind of sleep, Feng Qingyu has never slacked off, working hard and seriously enough, even if he uses up his last bit of strength, he still wants to serve people comfortably.

I will be away from Rhodes Island for a while in the future. I will definitely not be able to practice shooting or exchange cooking skills with the female operators, nor will I be able to paint on the scrolls. There are many regrets that cannot be expressed in a few words.

The family business is the most important thing at the moment. Although Feng Qingyu is reluctant to leave everyone in Rhodes Island, he cannot act recklessly and continue to waste his time playing games and living a carefree life.

The tragic scene of being hacked open today was enough to illustrate the seriousness of the matter. Continuing to hide under the deck of Rhodes Island was not a solution after all.

The atmosphere became a little strange from the time I started sewing, like milk settling at the bottom of a bottle, thick and turbid.

Kal'tsit silently finished the last stitch, took the final step in treating the wound, and threw the bloody medical waste into the trash can. The silver floor tiles reflected the incandescent light above, and the white hair was soaked in it. Feng Qingyu felt his eyes ache when he stared at it.