"Outlaw madman, people like you will never be able to escape the punishment of the law!"

Ignoring the police officer's call, Zhou Jinru quickly walked to the cell area behind the police station, only to see Adela and Jiaweier standing outside an iron door, working on unlocking it.

He asked: "Can't you get in?"

"How is it possible? Adela is the king of lock picking in Londinium. There is no lock in this city that she can't open."

Adela's face turned red, and her hand movements lost rhythm. She only heard a click, and her lock pick broke in the lock cylinder.

"No need to bother."

Zhou Jinru motioned to the two girls to step aside a little. He was so angry that he let out a low roar, raised his leg and kicked the iron door. With a loud bang, the door lock cracked and springs and other parts flew everywhere.

"When did you become so violent?"

Zhou Jinru didn't answer, but looked down at the ID card. He had changed from a crazy mist hunter to an outlaw, and he was still an important supporting role.

I don’t know what’s behind the outlaws.

Adela didn't have time to ask any more questions. She opened the door and went straight to the inside of the police station. Inside several iron fences, there were many people imprisoned. When they saw Adela coming in, they couldn't help shouting wildly, and some even grabbed the iron fences violently. Shaking, as if it would rush out in the next second.

"Is there the person you are looking for here?"

The appearance of Gavel calmed down the slightly out-of-control scene. In the entire Eastern Region, there were few people who were not afraid of the fists of this female high school hero.

"There should be, I will let everyone go."

"But the situation in the Eastern Region is already very complicated. Can you guarantee that each of them is a law-abiding civilian?"

"I don't have a better idea."

After a lot of effort, Adela finally found Duma hiding in the corner of the cell.

"Mr. Duma!"

Duma raised his head slightly when his name was called out. He was still wearing the same coat he had been wearing when he was arrested. Except for the messy collar and pale face, he was basically the same as an ordinary person.

Duma asked: "Who are you?"

After a few minutes, Duma finally believed that they were members of the same faction and agreed to leave together.

…

…

Zhou Jinru opened the record book placed next to the cabinet in the police station. There were records of absences or early departures. The latest grade was half a month ago.

"There are no daily records. How is this possible?"

He flipped through a few more pages and found that there were records every day, but there was nothing left half a month ago.

Suddenly, there was a commotion inside the police station, and the arrested people kept running out, heading towards a freer world.

"Mr. Duma, can you still move now?"

After Duma walked out of the cell, the first thing he saw was Zhou Jinru who was flipping through records behind the counter. Although he was embarrassed, he still maintained his grace and called out softly: "Old friend, we meet again."

Zhou Jinru raised his head, somewhat unable to recognize the pale guy in front of him. He hesitated and said, "Have we met before?"

Duma was also stunned: "When we were in Volet Prison, you promised me to help me find that great painter. Have you forgotten?"

"It does happen."
Chapter completed!