The last carriage of the special train was a low, impatient roar.

Qiao opened the door of the carriage hard, and a huge horse's head suddenly poked out, biting Qiao's shoulder with a "crack" and biting a big piece of his newly changed jacket.

Qiao slapped the long horse's head hard and shouted loudly: "Okay, Xiaobai, it's okay, it's okay, we're at the station... Ha, you bastard know you're afraid? Are you scared? But it's okay!"

After waking up the accurate definition of "master" and "servant" by Ryuma Xiaobai in the Ice Field with a few loud and straightforward slaps, Qiao pulled Xiaobai out of the carriage step by step.

In the special train that was attacked before, Xiaobai was loaded in the last carriage.

The railway tracks were destroyed by explosions and the special train capsized. The last carriage received the least impact and remained on the railway tracks. Xiaobai was only frightened in the carriage, and even the hair was not injured.

Salian led a large group of men to help, the attackers died, the arrested, and the escaped. After some busyness, Xiaobai was also transferred to the special train to pick up and followed Qiao to the Ruhr City Railway Station.

Xiaobai, who was huge in body, stood on the platform, roared happily to the sky, and the loud roar of horses alarmed everyone on the platform. Countless imperial soldiers looked here with their eyes frantically.

For a real soldier, what else can they like?

Famous horses, treasure swords, or powerful combat pets...others such as beauties, wealth, etc. must be placed behind these things.

The Dragon Horse in the Ice Field is undoubtedly the famous horse among the famous horses. How attractive is Xiaobai?

"Oh? Good horse!" Even Salian, who was standing on the platform and was handing over affairs with Lieutenant General Otto and a group of inspectors, was alarmed by the loud and powerful neighing of the horse. He tiptoed, his eyes passed over the heads of the people around him, and looked at Xiaobai fiercely.

"His father Hesen was blackmailed from the Duke of Barbaria, Consul General of the Lucian Empire in Tulum Port." Lieutenant General Otto said with a smile: "The Lucians regard ice and snow dragon horses as life. It is normal to buy a horse hair from them."

"But that guy Hesen is sometimes even more cruel than the bandits... Barbaria suffered a great loss this time." Lieutenant General Otto boasted to Salian proudly: "Joe called it Xiaobai, it is a cute little stallion. I have told Hesen that I will find a group of tall and strong little mares and ask Xiaobai to help me breed!"

Salian narrowed his eyes, his eyes were extremely vicious. He quickly glanced at the position between Xiaobai's legs and said in a deep voice: "It was slandered!"

Lieutenant General Otto lowered his voice and laughed in a low voice: "What's the matter? Grandma Rosa, the great nun of the Yingui Church in Tulun Port, broke through the rank two months ago. She could already make a 'God Resurrection' potion with a low probability... Of course, she did not announce it to the public. No more than ten people who knew about this news... were all our own people!"

Salian's eyes suddenly lit up, he clenched his fists and gently knocked Lieutenant General Otto: "Rebirth of the residual limb? Used on a dragon horse that was knocked off? This is worth it... Well, my personal guards seem to be missing a group of more majestic mounts!"

Lieutenant General Otto was extremely skilled and almost instinctively stretched out his right thumb, index finger and middle finger, and three fingers quickly rubbed Sallyan in front of him.

Salian's face suddenly changed slightly. He tilted his face and stared at Lieutenant General Otto with a fierce look: "The smell of copper coming to his face... Ah, is Tulun Port really as evil as the legend?"

"Otto, who used to be generous, generous, generous, upright, and treated money as dirt... has become such a petty villain?" Salian mocked Otto with contempt.

"You can't let those ponies!" Otto looked up at the gas lamp hanging on the beams of the platform, muttering slowly: "Yes? You can don't let it go!"

"Let's discuss it slowly... I'm so tight lately!" Salian changed his previous coldness and majesty and showed Otto a slightly flattering smile... Only in front of the real self, in front of someone who is extremely close and trustworthy, can Salian have such a human expression.

Lieutenant General Otto clenched his fist, gently hit Salian's chest, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty specially called Joe, this little guy, but you must not let him have anything to do... My wife Jenny and his mother, Riya, are good friends... If something happens to Joe, I may have to live in the military camp in the future!"

Salian smiled, and he laughed ruthlessly: "A man who is afraid of his wife will be useless... Hahaha! Are you still a man from the Delun Empire? It's really embarrassing for men... Well, okay, this little guy will be safe!"

On the platform, Qiao comforted Xiaobai for a while, fed him a small basket of carrots and apple pieces, and a small bag of good beans mixed with eggs. Xiaobai finally regained his mood and rubbed Qiao's body with his big head in an extremely intimate way, making a slight noise.

Billy and a few policemen quickly put a full set of harnesses on Xiaobai. Qiao shouted softly and jumped onto the saddle. Xiaobai cooperated very well and ran around Lan Mujin, Lan Likong and others for a short time on the platform.

Several men wearing black clothes, half-short cloaks, and holding thick canes stood quietly aside, looking up and down at Qiao with extreme pickiness.

For Qiao, who was jumping onto the back of the little white horse with a light body, the men nodded slightly, and their eyes became gentler.

But when their eyes swept over Billy and more than twenty policemen who were traveling with him, the faces of the men became extremely strange. The expression was like a group of well-dressed noble people who originally wanted to go to the restaurant to enjoy a top-quality meal, but were filled with a big fat meat... and were so irritated that it was so hot.

"This group of colleagues from Tulum Port... have a good living standard." A man muttered in a low voice.

"Turun Port... a good place to have money... I heard that the police station there only charges black money every day, and there is no other job." Another man whispered.

"Shut up all of them. The order issued by the noble His Highness Salian himself, we will have a due credit if we are just their guide. Other things have nothing to do with us." Among the men, the middle-aged man, who was obviously the leader, sighed lightly: "But I don't expect them to do much."

Several men in black, the most outstanding detective sent by the local police station in Ruhr City, sighed at the same time, and shook their heads gently.

Look at the chubby police officers led by Billy.

Look at the guys led by Ya and Mr. Si Gengsi, who are full of resentment and ruffianism. When wearing police uniforms, they feel like thugs in the city.

Relying on them to solve the case of Wall's disappearance and the assassination of Marquis Seajac?

It's impossible!

Since the Royal Special Train that the Marquis of Seajac was attacked, the police in Ruhr City have been thrusting up and down like mad dogs for more than half a month, but have not found any truly useful clues...

A group of newcomers?

The middle-aged man in charge sighed lightly, he coughed heavily, strode towards Qiao who had stopped Xiaobai and suspended his horse stance: "First-level police officer Joe Rong Weitu, I am the director of the serious crime investigation department of the Ruhr City Police Department, and Mark Muller, a second-level police academy. On the order of His Highness Salian, I will fully cooperate with your actions in Ruhr City."

Joe sat on Xiaobai's back, looking down from a high place, looking at Mark Muller, who looked ordinary but had a slightly sensual look.

There is no infix between the names of Mark Police Academy. Obviously, he is not from a noble family, not a military Teutonic, nor a consortium Junker, but just an ordinary civilian.

Joe jumped off the horse, shook hands with Mark Police Academy, and then asked curiously: "Serious Case Investigation Office? It's so interesting. Our police station in Tulun Port does not seem to have this organization."

Mark Police Academy shrugged his shoulders and looked around the platform: "The abortion in Ruhr City is complicated, and murders and other vicious cases often occur. We are responsible for solving various vicious cases and maintaining public security and stability."

Qiao subconsciously murmured to himself: "Ahh? A vicious case? If all vicious cases require trouble with the police, what should the seven-member committee of Tulun Port do? Those bold and arrogant bastards have long been sunk... Why bother the police?"

Mark and his subordinates twitched at the same time, and they looked at Joe with dissatisfaction.

The Map of Sin... It seems to be well-known. Look at what kind of bastards Qiao said?

Mark Police Academy was a little embarrassed and forced out his hand that was tightly held by Qiao's big slap. He smiled dryly and said, "Is that true? The empire has vast territory and different people's sentiments in different places. This is probably the reason?"

Joe nodded seriously: "Isn't it? I always think that as Imperial police officers, we must certainly crack down on criminals and maintain social order, but we should not work too hard..."

"If the public security in a certain place is too chaotic and the police station needs to be dispatched too frequently... wouldn't it seem that the police are not dedicated to their work on weekdays and that they are too incompetent?"

Mark Police Academy and several subordinates looked at Joe in amazement.

This bastard is so reasonable... They can't find any refutation!

According to Joe's inference, Billy's group of police officers is so chubby, but instead they seem to have excellent work performance, excellent social security, and extremely low incidence of vicious cases, so they don't have to work too hard and get fat.

It seems...it makes some sense!

But...it seems to be ignored?

Qiao smiled proudly, and he applauded hard in his heart for these words.

"So, let's start... I hate the air in Ruhr City. Why does the air here have a sour smell?" Qiao complained loudly: "Let's start... After completing my mission, I will return to Tulun Port!"
Chapter completed!