Book of Gods and Demons

October 25, at noon.

As soon as he was busy, Joe had finished recording his confession, signed a bunch of file documents, and exchanged greetings with Yankel for a long time.

The cafeteria of the Imperial Capital South Station Police Station rang the lunch bell. In Yankels office, there was a cup of inferior coffee, and Joe efficiently eliminated twenty bacons. sandwich.

Joe still felt hungry, and in front of the dumbfounded Yankel, he took out a new type of power potion and swallowed it in one bite.

With a flick of his finger, the empty potion bottle flew out more than a dozen feet, and fell precisely into the trash basket in the corner. Joe patted his stomach lightly, shook the head to Yankel a little sorry: “My appetite is getting bigger and bigger recently, and I don’t know why…”

Yankel smiled dryly: “I can understand… Officer Joe’s strength is rapidly improving. Huh? Really enviable. Tsk, this is…”

Is that right? Did you admit it?

Is this a potion of strength? Look at the color, look at the strange halo, it should be a potion of strength, right?

Yankel wanted to tell Joe that the power potion, an’extremely luxurious’ cultivation supplementary potion, was distributed by the Imperial Capital South Station Police Station in a total amount of no more than 100 a year.

Only the elite policemen who have delivered credit, when they are in the breakthrough key bottleneck, Yankel will allocate one of them as appropriate to help them quickly breakthrough and fast Promote.

And Qiao clearly uses the medicine as a’filling food’?

This is a bit too much!

He pursed his lips. Although he knew that this would be very rude, Yankel hesitated for a while and couldn’t help but speak: “Tulum Port Police Department, the funds are…sufficient? “

Joe picked up the coffee cup and poured a small half cup of sour coffee into his mouth, sighed unsatisfactorily: “Police station? Oh, its normal. Every police station is the same. , The funds are always not enough!”

Yankel finally couldn’t restrain his curiosity: “So, Officer Joe, you just drank the potion of strength, right?”

Qiao suddenly patted his head. He looked at Yankel very seriously and said: “Oh, yes, the one I drank just now is indeed a potion of strength… Uh, there is a small Chamber of Commerce in my house. Zhi Yuanyang fleet has a little overseas trade with Donglu, so…I use strength potions to assist my cultivation every day.”

Sighed heavily, Qiao shook his head and said, “Otherwise, if I rely on ordinary food supplements. blood energy, I dont have to do anything else all day long, I can only eat, eat, eat…thats too boring!”

The corners of Yankels mouth twitched. I cursed angrily in my heart-‘Damn Tulun Harbor upstart’!

Qiao took out a gold pocket watch, checked the time, and then frowned and looked towards Yankel.

“So, Director Yankel, thanks for the hospitality, I have already drunk five cups of coffee and had a good lunch by the way… I was anxious to settle the accompanying subordinates, and I had to go Report to the Judicial University.”

Joe stood up and extended his right hand to Yankel: “There are so many witnesses that prove that the bastard named Matthew is a shameless assassin…I It’s a legitimate defense counterattack, isn’t it?”

“May I leave, right?”

Joe grinned at Yankel, showing two rows of bright white teeth.

Yankel said with a dry smile, he said softly, saying with a smile: “Ah, dont worry, dont worry, or, we… I have a good cigar here, come here. “

Yankel opened the drawer and took out a cigar box made of cedar wood. He opened the box and revealed a small box of big cigars the thickness of a thumb. He ostentatiously picked up a cigar, reached out and handed it to Joe, and then boasted: “Officer Joe, look, the authentic Hawa cigar, at Imperial Capital, it’s a good thing that is hard to get. “

Joe took the cigar, put it on his nose and sniffed, then reached out and picked up the cigar box in front of Yankel, looked at the emblem printed on the bottom of the box with a soldering iron, and then smiled stand up.

“Director Yankel, after a while, I will ask my family to send you two boxes… Do you see this badge? This is my product… Ha, as a police officer, you actually bought it Smuggling goods?”

Yankel stayed in place.

What did he just hear?

Joe put down the cigar box, took out a match, lit a cigar for himself, then sat down heavily on the chair, and took a deep breath: “Well, you should get a special The cigar cabinet, let someone take care of it…This cigar is a bit dry and has a lot of taste loss.”

“Well, how much did this box of cigar cost you?”

< p>“Oh, I dont mean anything else, just as a source supplier, Im curious about how much benefit those damn middlemen make in it!”

“Well, youre interested, do Vito Is the familys cigar agent in Imperial Capital? We deliver the goods directly to you, and then through your relationship, you will send these fragrant and wholesome little cuties to the VIPs who know how to appreciate them?”

Joe smiled brightly.

Yankel shivered Ling shivered, and Joe’s words were very attractive.

But, as the head of the Imperial Capital South Station Police Station, he is going to represent the cigars from Tulum Harbor? This, this…

Yankel looked at Joe with his gaze.

‘Damn the upstart from Port Tulum’… Joe’s words were almost like a demon’s babbling, causing Yankel’s heart to start beating violently. It was just so close to the fire that he To be convinced by Joe.

With a loud bang, the door of Yankel’s office was violently pushed open. The door leaf hit the wall heavily, and the glass inlaid above the door suddenly shattered.

A pale-haired, slightly hunched old man waved his hands, roared with a red face, and strode in.

“Where is the executioner? Where is the murderer?”

Lan Mujin and Lan Kikyo, like ghosts, did not make a sound, lightly and lightly followed the old man in The office, one on the left and one on the right, stood two steps behind Joe.

Marcos blocked the door of the office without saying a word. He was eight feet away, and the burly and majestic Marcos alone blocked the door of the room, wearing dark formal clothes. , An angry man blocked the door.

“Who is Chief Yankel?” The humpbacked old man strode to the desk, slapped his hands heavily on the desk, and moved towards Yankel angrily, spitting out: “Yes You? Is it you? Is it you?”

Yankel suddenly raised his hands in a surrender gesture, his eyes widened, loudly said: “Dear Sir, I am Yankel Baker _re you?”

The hunchbacked old man gritted his teeth, his face distorted, and he almost squeezed a cold word from his teeth: “Imperial Capital Fourth University Music Institute Head Belfin Tifo …Matthew is my student…Who killed him?” Yankel looked towards Joe firmly. He didn’t say a word, but his eyes were staring straight. Joe, as precise as a guide, told Belfin that the man who killed Matthew was this tall and fatty!

Joe puffed out a puff of smoke. He looked at Yankel and complained: “Chief Yankel, its no wonder you are so generous. Ask me for coffee and lunch… Ha, Old Mister , Hello!”

Belfin turned to Joe and slammed his fist into Joe’s face.

The old man has exhausted all his strength, but he is just an ordinary normal person, his fist speed is very slow, as for the strength… In Joes view, this strength is If in nothing!

Qiao, sitting on a chair, rose flatly into the air. He turned over in the air, stepping on the ceiling with his feet, like a clever fat gecko, walking a few steps backwards, and then gently landing. There was a slight noise.

Yankel stared wide-eyed, he subconsciously grabbed the empty coffee cup on the table, and took a sip of unnecessarily coffee in his mouth.

Belfin lost his fist, his body lost his balance, and he staggered forward and fell forward, hitting the chair where Joe was sitting just now, and fell to the ground with the chair.

‘crash-bang’, Belfin brought down the cups and dinner plates on the desk together, and a large number of objects fell on the ground with a messy sound.

Several men in formal suits outside the door shouted and cursed in unison, they madly shoved Marcos’s body.

Marcos put his hands on his chest, and despite the push of several men, his body is completely motionless.

“Executioner, let go of Professor Belfin!”

“Asshole, murderer, you are committing a crime!”

“Police, police, come on Help, come and catch the murderer!”

Several men were flustered and exasperated. In the corridor outside Yankel’s office, a large group of police had gathered, but no one was speaking, no one was speaking. Come join in the fun.

One, Joe is a policeman, his own.

Secondly, Matthew is the assassin and Joe is the victim.

Although Matthew is a student at the Fourth University, he is an assassin after all. After all, Joe is only defending and counterattacking.

“Dean Belfin, I hope you can calm down.” Yankel stood up, moving towards with a smile on his face moving towards Belfin, who was lying on the ground gasping for breath, persuaded him.

“Matthew is my student. He is the most gifted student I have taught in the past ten years.” Belfin climbed up tremblingly, holding the desk with both hands, staring at his gnashing teeth. To Qiao fascinated: “Not only music, but in other aspects, he is so outstanding, so outstanding.”

“A promising young man full of talents and learning was killed by you!”

Belffin looked up to the sky with an unusually grief and wailing: “Is there a king’s law? Is there a law of heaven? Where is the law of the empire? Where are justice and axioms?”

Joe blinked desperately, he I looked at Belfin loudly and yelled: “Hey, old man, your student, unfathomable mystery, shot me in the street… My guard was just forced to fight back… I am the victim!”

Joe raised his voice and shouted: “Because he is so good, can he kill people at will?”

Belfin shook his head vigorously, and he yelled hysterically: “Impossible , Impossible, Matthew is not such a person!”

He raised his hands vigorously, and shouted hoarsely: “Darkness, darkness…you murdered my student…you give it back He was stigmatized!”

“You, you…shameless, shameless!”

Joe, there are also Lan Hibiscus, Lan Kikyo, and Yankel’s faces for a while It turned black, and only felt a mouthful of blood in his throat.