Chapter 7 Are you serious?(1/2)
Ten minutes ago——
In the small room where Bao Bao and Wei lived, Fandel and Grayson were sitting opposite each other.
There was no smell of gunpowder, unlike the tense situation above the tavern. Down here, two people from different areas - the gang boss from the bottom city, and her, who was the law enforcement sergeant in the upper city, looked at each other.
They all had the same expression.
The atmosphere is also very quiet, you can even say, a little relaxed.
Both of them had a look of helplessness on their faces, and Fandel felt an even worse headache. He banged the cigarette box on the table hard, and his powerful thighs were tense. He didn't actually look at it.
It was so relaxing to go up there.
But Grayson also had a headache. She received a death order from a congressman, and she had to catch the prisoner within the time limit.
Piltover will not allow dangerous and unknown weapons to appear in the hands of the Zaans. For this reason, many people have been arrested for this matter, and the young lady of the Giraman family has also been questioned. As for the initiator
...He should be locked up now, awaiting the verdict of the Parliament.
Therefore, even if Grayson didn't know what the prisoner took, she knew very well that this matter was not a trivial matter, and it was different from the previous petty fights.
"Fander, you must hand the person over to me. The congressmen have issued a death order. If I can't find the person, the person who comes next time... won't be that easy to talk to." Grayson looked at Fandel.
, said seriously: "I know, we all want to avoid trouble, but trouble will always find us."
"You want peace in Zaun, and I also want stability in Pi City. In the past, I could turn a blind eye to everything you did. You know, I have been doing this for several years.
, the cooperation between us is very pleasant, but this time is different, Fandel."
"I know, but I can't give you a person."
Fandel shook his head bitterly.
Although he and Grayson were not from the same city, they were on the same side.
They are all people who do not want to start a war.
Fander wants Zaun to get better, and Grayson also wants Piltover to develop stably.
She even hopes that Undercity will get better. In Fandel's heart, Grayson is a good police chief. She understands the suffering of the people in Undercity and is willing to punish some law enforcement officials who have done wrong things.
Zaun's stability was partly thanks to Fandel, but secretly, it was also helped by Chief Grayson of Piltover.
After all... during the bridge incident a few years ago, Fandel was frightened, and Grayson was also frightened.
Too many people died...
Not everyone likes the feeling of pointing a gun at humans and killing them with your own hands, at least not Grayson.
"Who are they... to you?"
Grayson looked at Fander who was lighting up a cigarette and was silent for a while before asking him.
"You have already guessed it, so there is no need to ask me."
"This is not a reason, Fandel. I can't submit this answer to the parliament." Grayson picked up the box in front of Fandel, took out a cigarette, cut off the front of the cigar, and lit the cigarette with an oil lamp.
, took a strong breath, and spit out the smoke. The mist was sprayed on the tongue of fire that had not yet been extinguished, accompanied by the suffocating air of Zuan... It was ridiculous, the mist of cigars and cigarettes could actually
It smells better than the air, and this is where the Zaun people live.
"Two boys and two girls with short hair, one with pink hair and one with blue hair. The black-haired and the yellow-haired one are fat and the other is thin. It is absolutely impossible to find replacements. I saw them in the city today.
Their law enforcement officers numbered at least a dozen, and there was an entire team chasing them all the way, six in total!"
Grayson chewed on his cigar.
"I..."
Fandel looked at the table. On this old wooden table, there were blue graffiti drawn by children, which were the images of a crooked rabbit and a little monkey.
It was painted by Blast.
"Give me a few more days, give me a few more days."
Grayson was silent for a while and took a deep drag on his cigarette.
Then, she took out something and said, "Tell me when you think about it clearly."
"I'll help you delay it for five days at most."
Fandel waved his hand, "Five days? That's enough."
Grayson looked at him, as if he had guessed what the man was thinking, but just as Grayson was about to speak, he heard a rumble and subconsciously raised his head. The next moment, both Grayson and Fandel ran out.
.
Then...
Grayson saw a scene she won't forget.
A black-haired boy who was unremarkable in Zaun stretched out his hand expressionlessly, pinching Marcus's neck and lifting him up from the ground. Marcus struggled to resist, but to no avail.
The gangsters in the dark alley formed a group and intercepted the three law enforcement officers who wanted to rescue people.
When Fandel saw this, he immediately pushed away everyone and walked over.
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"Lin Wen, let go."
"Are you done talking?" Lin Wen turned his head and glanced at Fandel, but immediately turned back, and instead of letting go of his hand after Fandel's words, he still strangled Marcus' neck.
Grayson frowned and stood beside Fander, "Let go."
Lin Wen looked at her and then at Fandel.
"The head of the police, the Sheriff of Uptown." Fandel said aloud.
This is telling Zai Lin Wen to keep doing it and it will be over.
Of course Lin Wen understood what Fandel meant. He let out a "tsk" and then casually smashed Marcus out. He easily threw an adult man who was half a head taller than himself several meters away and smashed him.
Turned over several tables in the pub.
Three law enforcement officers gathered around. Seeing this, one of them pointed at Lin Wen angrily, "You!"
"Okay!" Grayson roared, reaching out to press the law enforcement officer's hand. Grayson looked at Lin Wen and said, "Carry Marcus away."
"But Captain, you..."
"Didn't you hear what I said? Do you want me to say it twice?"
"Yes, Captain."
After three law enforcement officers carried Marcus away, Grayson looked at Lin Wen.
"Fander, don't you want to introduce me?"
Fandel held his cigarette in his mouth and took a puff. He walked a few steps away from Grayson and stood behind Lin Wen, then lowered his head and looked directly at Grayson.
Soon, a group of gangsters also stood behind Fandel.
Fandel said calmly: "My second-in-command, the next successor of Black Alley."
Grayson: "..."
"I understand." Grayson glanced at Lin Wen meaningfully, turned around, straightened his back, and strode out of Forgan's Tavern.
Accompanied by Lin Wen's voice: "Master Sheriff, walk slowly."
Wait until Grayson and the law enforcement officers leave.
Fandel looked at Lin Wen, and when he saw Lin Wen looking at him, he smiled, with a gentle expression on his face. Fandel said to this young man whose strength might have surpassed him: "Shoot without wearing a mask.
With such a big fire, how did he provoke you?"
"I was just sitting here drinking and he shot me."
"Then he does deserve it, but Grayson is different."
"Grayson?"
"Sheriff."
"Oh..." Lin Wen prolonged his tone and looked at Fandel with teasing eyes.
"Don't look at me like that, you brat."
Fandel waved his hand, and soon everyone in the tavern was gone, leaving only Lin Wen and Fandel still in the tavern.
"How are Wei and the others now?"
The two of them sat side by side in front of the bar. Judging from the back, Fandel's back was as wide as three or four Lin Wen.
He is really as strong as a bear.
But now, the bear's claws have been put away by himself.
Lin Wen raised his eyes and looked above his head, where a pair of old metal iron fists hung. They were old-fashioned equipment from many years ago and were old creations that could not keep up with the times.
I heard from old Zhuolang that Fandel had not worn these gloves for several years.
"I taught her a lesson and she is much more honest now. She is a child who can listen to reason."
To be continued...