Huron took a few deep breaths, then opened the door with a straight face and an expressionless expression. The cell in the main police station was empty, and there were two people in prison, one was a Victorian and the other was not a Victorian.

The commander seemed not to notice the kettle dumped on the roadside, and with a wink, his subordinates immediately walked over and opened the Colombian's cell door.

Huron forced a smile: "Mr. Cotterman, I think there is a little misunderstanding between us. I hope this will not affect your journey in Victoria."

Zhou Jinru did not deliberately embarrass him, and immediately walked out of the cell: "So, I can leave?"

"Yes, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Okay, where is the nearest clinic? My face, hiss, needs to be treated. According to my adventure experience, if the wound is not treated carefully, you will die from infection and gangrene. What is even more terrible is tetanus, which has no cure.

save."

Huron stared at the Colombian's face, which was bruised and bruised. He had punched him all those times. Now he wanted to punch a few more times, but he had to hold back.

"Mr. Cotterman, this is my personal compensation to you. It is already very late today. If you go to the clinic again, it will be very troublesome after curfew."

You bastard, you'd better lose track of time and get caught after curfew!

Huron took out his wallet, took out a few gold pounds and handed them to Zhou Jinru.

"I'm so sorry. My injuries were all caused by my own fall. It has nothing to do with you, Chief Huron."

Zhou Jinru said polite words and pulled the banknotes from Huron without any courtesy at all. He put on his hat and walked a few steps before suddenly exclaiming: "Oh, that's not good!"

what happened again?

Huron felt his anger rising, but he could not get angry yet. He said calmly: "Mr. Coatman, do you need any help?"

"I'm so sorry. It's my first time coming to Londinium and I don't know the environment well. It's so late and I don't know if I can catch the city bus. It would be bad if it goes past the curfew."

Huron said gently: "...Don't worry, I have arranged a carriage from the police station, and the police will take you back to your temporary residence."

Send this bastard away quickly!

If he didn't send him away, Huron thought he would lose several years of his life!

"Thank you, you are such good people, thank you."

Zhou Jinru thanked him profusely and followed the police officer out of the cell. Joel was stunned by the dramatic scene. Is there such a thing?

It wasn't until Mr. Four left that he discovered one thing. Huron had just let Mr. Four go from Colombia, and he was still locked in a cell!

"what should I do?"

Do you want to spend the night in a police cell?

The owner of the dream castle eagerly grabbed the iron gate, shook it violently a few times, and shouted: "I am the one who was beaten, why don't you let me go?!"

Huron's face turned livid and he said coldly: "Sabotaging official duties, drinking alcohol and endangering the lives of others will be punished by five days of detention."

I can't deal with Colombians, but I can't deal with you, a Victorian?

Joel was dumbfounded. He received a beating for nothing and had to spend time in jail.

Huron politely sent Mr. Fourth away, gave him money, and sent a carriage to transport him. But when it was his turn, he was turned into a cold iron window, and the differential treatment before and after almost made him breathless.

At this time, Huron finally felt better and relieved his irritable mood. When he came to the service hall, he happened to see a nobleman wearing a top hat looking around, so he walked forward and asked softly: "Sir, how can I help you?"

your?"

"Oh, hello, how do I go about the bail procedures?"

bail?

Huron had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"I have a friend who is imprisoned here due to some misunderstanding. I am here to bail him out."

"You came alone?"

"My butler and servants are behind me. I was impatient, so I came over first. This is my business card."

Huron took the business card unique to the Victorian nobles, and the person standing in front of him was the Earl of Arizona from Doron County.

…

On the way back, Zhou Jinru opened the curtain of the carriage, and a snowflake floated in, fell on the window edge, and quickly melted into water marks.

It's snowing, the temperature is very low, and is still falling. It will be very difficult to live in places without heating today. Coupled with the shortage of food, I don't know how many people will spend their time in hunger and cold.

The missing hundred years is not reflected in the actual situation. It is still 1080, nearly twenty years away from the era of Rhodes Island.

It is unimaginable that Victoria's capital, the rich and glorious Londinium, would be reduced to such a situation.

Zhou Jinru's eyes were deep, and the cold wind was blowing on his face like a knife, causing painful bruises.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the sky was dark and the carriage slowly stopped on the side of the road, obviously it had arrived at the station.

"Thank you guys, you deserve this."

Zhou Jinru took out a gold pound and handed it to the police officer who was driving the car. The latter's face turned red from the cold and he gratefully accepted the money.

He then walked to the apartment and saw the fat figure of the landlord Carl at the door.

"Hey, Mr. Four, I thought you were going to spend the night outside today... was that the police station's carriage just now?"

"Yes, there was an accident today. Fortunately, it's not a big problem. Let's go in."

Karl frowned. It was not a good thing for Mr. Fourth to mix with people from the police station, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Zhou Jinru opened the warm curtain and got into the doorway. A wave of warm air hit his face, mixed with the aroma of food, making his hungry stomach growl.

"What's for dinner today?"

"Lamb stew with peas, pancakes, and a small piece of cream cake for dessert."

The person who responded to him was the old gentleman. He had changed his clothes today and his whole person looked full of bookishness.

Zhou Jinru walked over and found that the old man was drafting a manuscript, and asked curiously: "What are you writing?"

"An adventure story, the main character's name is Thomas Coatman."

"Wow!"

Zhou Jinru was surprised: "Are you still a novelist?"

"If I really had the identity and status of a novelist, I wouldn't stay here now. I'm a Gaulish. They all call me Auguste, Auguste the Gunner."

"Gunner?"

The old man took off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose: "I'm not Sarkota and I don't know how to use firearms, but I often write novels for others and make a living from it, so I'm called a gunman."

It turns out that this kind of profession already exists in Terra?

"Can I help you in any way?"

"Maybe there will be, but not now. I need to sort out my thoughts."

After dinner, Zhou Jinru did not see Kelsey or the little girl Luo Shan. He returned to the room amidst the quarrel between Karl and his son.

When she opened the door, the lamp in the room was on and the monk was writing, but she never went out.

"are you not hungry?"

"I have already eaten."

Kelsi's plain words left Zhou Jinru at a loss, and he realized that she was not a Riddler now.

"Kelsey, you are always so busy and never want to rest more."

The tip of the pen hovered over the paper, and the lynx turned its head: "You know me well?"

"I dare not say it, but after getting along with you for a while, I know that you are a workaholic. This is true."

She put down her pen and rolled up her sleeves: "Sit down over there."

Zhou Jinru sat obediently on the edge of the sofa, watching the woman take out the medical bag from the suitcase, and then gently treat the scars on his face with cotton swabs and alcohol.

"Why don't you use healing spells?"

"Don't be superstitious about medical magic. Sometimes it doesn't work that well."

Zhou Jinru could smell the fragrance of Kelxi's body and even wanted to reach out and hug her.

"Kelsey, you are so charming."

"Are you drunk?"

"Just think I drank too much."

Zhou Jinru smiled and asked, "How did your investigation go?"

Kelsey looked into his eyes and answered after a long time: "Those nobles were not worried about the royal family staying in Little Londinium, so they moved the detention location overnight and are now placed in a church. There are many guards nearby, and even unknown people.

As far as the dragoons are concerned, William and the others have a very small chance of winning, almost negligible."

But the man's previous chance of winning was 50%, which made William start to doubt himself.

"It's not 50% now."

Zhou Jinru shook his head.

Boom, boom, boom.
To be continued...