British 1986

He verbally scolded his men not to get carried away, but when he thought of the little earl, Clements still looked down on them from the bottom of his heart.

He has settled in Wales for more than ten years, starting from the 1970s until now, which is almost twenty years. During these years, he has heard about the old earl who "died young". He has done all kinds of ridiculous things, and he has also seen the ridiculous things Allen has done.

For people like the Hill family, Clements always felt that they were like moths, and there was nothing remarkable about them except for being arrogant and unreasonable.

And earlier this year, a very interesting thing happened.

In the development zone of Swansea, there are many foreign-invested factories. In such an area,

There is a mixture of good and bad, and there is no shortage of people with all kinds of bad intentions.

Of course, the security department of Great Britain would also come to keep an eye on them, and apparently there was a permanent department there.

What they are guarding against are those foreign businessmen who have nothing to do and come to deceive the "kind and simple" Welsh people. They are afraid that these Welsh people who have never seen much of the world will be instigated.

But secretly, the security department of Great Britain actually has a small hidden department in the Swansea Development Zone. This small department is usually responsible for monitoring some foreign businessmen with sensitive identities, or conducting some sneaky investigations.

Everyone knows that there are many forces in the security department of Great Britain, but no one knows where their small department is hidden secretly.

but!

Just this year, during the Swansea arson case, the secret security team of Daying was burned down by Allen's people. I don't know if they did it on purpose or if they were blind cats who ran into it and died. It's a rat.

Anyway, the station of that department was burned down. Although no one in other factories worked the night shift that night, their intelligence department did not distinguish between day and night, and they never expected that someone would be bold enough to attack them secretly.

In addition, it was our own territory, so we were not too vigilant. Due to carelessness, several people were burned and the losses were huge. It was called the biggest laughing stock of the year in the intelligence community.

If he hadn't run so fast, he would have almost been caught in a pot.

But the strange thing about this incident is that the intelligence agency did not report any losses afterwards, and no information leaked out. It seemed that all losses were acknowledged by themselves.

The more they act like this, the more people who are watching the joke in the dark will be speechless. Let’s just ask if this is the butt of a joke, right? !

The whole group was almost burned to death, and they didn't even dare to fart afterwards!

That's it, and Allen's reputation is no longer good. In Clements' view, this is a typical example of a playboy, who spends all day messing around. He can't help with business matters and always adds trouble. The key is to make trouble after all. , he himself doesn’t know the inside story, which makes him look even more stupid.

For such people, even if their family is very prestigious, but for Clements, the Hill family?

At best, this family is just a bigger local gangster and local security guard, so just give them a little respect.

"Take care of those people in your group. There will definitely be some action outside recently. Don't cause trouble!"

Clements has always felt a little panicked these days, but he can't guess where the danger comes from, so he can only stabilize first. It's not the first time he has done such a thing. As long as he waits for the limelight to pass, finally It usually ends hastily. No matter what the case is, it must have an end!

"I understand, uncle, don't worry, they all know the rules! I will take good care of them."

Pembrokeshire, Sheriff's Department.

"Boss, I brought it to you."

There was a police officer with a big belly, followed by a middle-aged yellow-haired man who was a little thin and looked a little unattractive.

"Well, you go out and I'll talk to him. Sit down!"

After the office door was closed, the middle-aged policeman glanced at the yellow man sitting opposite him, raised his chin, and said calmly: "Do you know why you are called here today?"

"Chief Vaughn, if you have any questions, just call me directly. I really don't want to come to this place."

The middle-aged Huang Mao is one of the well-known bosses in Pembroke County. He has come in many times over the years. As he gets older, he has fewer things to do, but he is more and more in awe of places like the police station.

When I was young, I was frivolous, but as I got older, I preferred stability.

"You know about the sudden death of a rich man in Cardiff recently, right?"

Sheriff Vaughn did not talk to him, and said straightforwardly: "The higher-ups have assigned a task to the lower levels. Can you guys provide some information? Are there any outsiders, strange people, or people with criminal records in our county recently?"

"this."

When Huang Mao heard this question, he instinctively became nervous.

In the past few years, the atmosphere in Wales has become increasingly bad. Life for these gangsters and gangsters has been difficult. I don’t know where they started. Anyway, every county has begun to pursue the security index and crime detection rate.

Sometimes in some cases, if no one can be arrested, the last resort should be used.

scapegoat!

At the end of each year, all major gangs are cautious, fearing that they will be targeted by the police and seize a few scapegoats to complete their annual public security targets.

Now Sheriff Vaughn asked him this directly, which made Huang Mao very difficult to do.

When people come out to hang out, they all have to be loyal. If they tell people when they ask, how can they still hang out in the future?

"Sheriff. I really don't know, our company"

"Humph, you guys have the nerve to call me a company? Do you need me to take someone to your company?"

Originally, Pembroke County was not very wealthy, and there were not many people. Not all coastal cities were developed, and there were also poor people in remote coastal cities. Pembroke County was like this. It was said to be a county, but in fact it was a larger one. The population of villages and towns is not as large as that of Carmarthen Town.

In a place like this, a guy who runs a rural KTV has the nerve to call him a company?

"No, no, no, Sheriff, you've seen it for everyone in the past few years. How long have you said I haven't been here? I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

"Why"

Sheriff Vaughn sighed, took out his revolver from the drawer, slapped it on the table, pointed at the gun and said: "Very good. This gun was found in your company. Before the source of the gun was clearly explained, Just stay here for now."

"???"

Huang Mao looked at the gun on the table and was confused. Holding a gun privately in Britain is a serious crime!

And it’s a police revolver!

Vaughn just so carelessly took out the gun from the drawer and slapped it on the table to frame him?

Is there any more royal method? !

"Chief, I really don't know. I, I, we never use this thing. Don't scare me."

"Am I scaring you? If no one is caught in this case, let alone you, even I can't protect myself. You said, in this situation, I will scare you? If you can't provide me with information today, You can’t get out of this police station, so think carefully.”

Although Allen's original words were to find these idle people in society to understand the situation and whether they could be used to catch people, even Allen himself had no hope.

But Sheriff Vaughn doesn't see it that way.

Everyone is eager to make progress, and Vaughn is also eager to make progress. It's just that over the years, he has been missing an opportunity, a chance to prove himself.

Thinking back when he and the famous Sheriff Rex were classmates, Vaughn was much better than Rex in terms of professional skills and physical fitness. Even in terms of appearance compared to his wife, Vaughn thought he was better than Rex. A lot of kes.

But fate has its way. Rex, who used to be inconspicuous in the past, suddenly became a hero, from a police officer to a sergeant, then to a director, and even joined the Metropolitan Police, where he was nicknamed the Welsh Detective!

The local media called it a must-solved case and a must-solved case. In just a few years, the police's reputation was astonishing to the entire Welsh police community.

And what about Vaughn?

Still living in a rural place like Pembrokeshire, working as his police chief, doing trivial jobs every day, eking out a living.

This time he finally had an opportunity. No matter whether Vaughan could collect news locally or not, even if there was no news, he had already made up his mind. Even if it was fake, he had to create a news!

Just give him a chance! Even if I meet that Excellency once and leave a good impression, isn't this an opportunity?

He, Vaughn, doesn’t want to have to be a police sergeant in a place like this for the rest of his life!

He wants to make progress!

Seeing Vaughn's eyes becoming more and more dangerous, Huang Mao swallowed his saliva and suddenly had an idea. He didn't want to betray his brothers, but he suddenly thought that the rich businessman who died a few days ago was a Jew, and in their town, not Are there a few Jews who are usually very unpleasant to look at?

Wouldn't it be enough to just sell them?

"Sheriff. It's not like there's no news at all. My wife's distant cousin is the manager of my place, which is where I am."

Huang Mao made a very vague gesture. He made a circle with his left index finger and thumb, and made two circles with his right index finger.

Sheriff Vaughn instantly understood that this was a small place for doing that kind of thing, in the countryside. It was very common, and it was just a necessity.

"You go on."

"My distant cousin, when he was chatting with me a few days ago, he mentioned that they had received a few people there some time ago, and his little girl said that those people were all polished."

Having said this, Huang Mao gestured to Sheriff Vaughn again and pointed downwards.

Vaughn was stunned for two seconds, not understanding what he meant, but he ostensibly signaled Huang Mao to continue.

"You know, we don't have many outsiders here. They are such polished people. Those young girls were deeply impressed. Wasn't the rich businessman who died a few days ago a Jew? Do you think that since they are all Jews, are there any among them? What’s the connection?”

"oh?"

At this point, Vaughn suddenly realized what the so-called bare rod was referring to.

Isn’t this thing only available to Jews? !

If you don't look at this place, you can't usually tell who is a Jew, but the little girls Huang Mao talked about must have been seen by his cousin and treated as a curiosity, and his cousin heard about them when they talked.

Not only are some men curious about this thing, but women are also curious, especially after experiencing it, they have something to talk about.

Speaking of these Jews, Vaughan suddenly felt a little inspired. His heart suddenly beat unsatisfactorily and accelerated suddenly.

For a remote area where few outsiders come, there are actually a few Jews in the town, and the people who can go to that kind of place are definitely not too old, and most likely they are young men!

Is it possible that this is the group of "fugitives"?

"Where is your cousin? Call him immediately!"

Thinking of this, Vaughan straightened up suddenly, picked up the phone on the table and started to call people. He had to investigate clearly first, at least have a rough idea, and then

Of course I went to meet that Excellency with the news!

As for arresting people in person, he is not interested. What if there is really a group of murderous people on the other side and he can't defeat them?

It’s safest to provide the information first!

"What? It's been three days? No clues?"

Looking at the information in his hand, Allen's eyebrows almost stood up.

He has already launched the human wave tactic, and he has mobilized all the departments below. He has been investigating for three full days, but there are no useful clues at all? !

This made Allen feel a little embarrassed. Although no one outside knew the result now, it made him, who had always regarded himself as the little bully of Wales, very unhappy.

It doesn't matter if you can't catch anyone, but it's a waste if you can't find any clues.

How about a local snake like this?

Is there such a useless local snake?

"Master, the people below haven't had a good rest in the past few days. They worked overtime to investigate, but they didn't find any suspicious people. However, they arrested a lot of people with criminal records."

"I know! Keep checking!"

Allen threw the pieces of paper on the desk in anger.

Is this the wrong direction of exploration?

Or did that group of people really run away, and other previous speculations were just a cover-up?

It shouldn't be

"Dong dong dong!"

As the knock on the door rang, Xiao Shitou opened the door cautiously.

"Huh? Good afternoon, Ms. Ceylon, who are you?"

"Haha, Butler Stone, I will deliver the things to the boss for the task assigned to him some time ago."

Ceylon smiled and seemed to be holding a small cardboard box with some difficulty.

From time to time, there was a sound like claws scratching the carton, and a faint whining sound.

Xiao Shitou took a step back, motioned for Ceylan to come in, and took a curious look into the carton.

There's a lid covering it, so you can't see what's inside.

"Boss, this is the little pet you told me last time. The BBC spent a lot of effort to find it for you. Do you like it?"

"Oh? Ceylon is here."

Allen was thinking about the case. He raised his head when he heard Ceylon's voice, and immediately saw the cardboard box placed on the desk.

"inside?"

"Yes, you can open it with your own hands." Ceylon looked at Allen with a smile.

"Okay, I want to see what they found for me."

Allen stood up and hugged the cardboard box. Perhaps due to a sudden force, the movement in the box became even louder, as if something wanted to pounce out, and the cardboard box on top made a clanging sound.

"Oh? Where did you get this?"

As the lid of the carton was opened, a small black and yellow thing in the carton was squinting, grinning, looking up and whining.

Maybe it's because it's too small, but there's still a layer of blue film on the eyes of this little thing, just like a puppy that hasn't opened its eyes when it was a child.