Shadow of great britain

In the Blackpool Detective Agency, Jones was tied up on a chair. His eye circles were purple and blue, and his white shirt was stained with nosebleeds.

Fred was sitting at the table opposite him, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, patiently cutting the barbecue steak in front of him.

He tasted a piece of sizzling and greasy barbecue, and seemed to feel a little tired of it, so he picked up the teacup and took another sip.

But as soon as the tea was brought to his mouth, Fred couldn't help but spurt it out.

"puff!"

He wiped his lips, opened the lid of the tea cup and took a look inside. The original green tea leaves had actually faded.

Fred smashed the teapot on the ground angrily, and only heard a bang. He opened his mouth and cursed: "Damn it! These profiteers dare to trick me!"

Having said this, Fred lost interest in eating. He leaned on his chair and looked at Jones, who was already a little unconscious after being beaten.

"Tell me, why did you come to see me today?"

Jones took a breath, raised his head and said: "No...nothing. Today, Inspector Hastings received a report that a Frenchman was missing in the jurisdiction. After thinking about it, people who do this kind of business probably have It’s just you. I’m here to ask if you have anything to do with this case.”

Fred used his tongue to lick the gap between his teeth stuffed with meat: "Oh... you are quite smart. Yes, I caught a fat French guy, but this matter has nothing to do with you, you can go back now .”

"It's really you!"

Jones was about to stand up, but the gun against his head forced him to sit back obediently.

He endured the pain all over his body and tried to reason with Fred in the calmest tone possible.

"Listen to my advice and let him go immediately. Inspector Hastings is now in the spotlight at Scotland Yard. He is highly appreciated by Sir Peel, and even Minister Rowan has to be polite to him.

Didn’t I convey Clemens’ request last time? He asked you to calm down recently and stop doing those businesses in a short time. Although the disappearance of St. Giles seems to have been closed, in my opinion, Inspector Hastings has not given up yet.

Besides, even if you don’t listen to our advice and insist on getting indentured servants, you can always go to other areas to find them! Why did you choose Inspector Hastings's jurisdiction? Aren't you trying to hit him with a gun? "

When Fred heard Jones pulling out Clemens as a banner, he couldn't help but warn: "Boy, do you think Clemens is omnipotent? I have to do whatever he asks me to do? To tell you the truth , my business is bigger than he imagined!

I have hundreds of brothers under me, and they all point to me for food. If I don't open for a day, are you going to let them drink Thames water to satisfy their hunger?

If you insist on letting me let the Frenchman go, it's not impossible. If you take out three thousand pounds now, I will let you take the person back now. "

"Three thousand pounds?!" Jones said angrily: "Fred, you are just raising your price! An indentured slave can be sold to North America for only thirty or forty pounds. You ask me for three thousand pounds. You like money so much. You Why not just go to the Financial City and rob a bank?”

Fred shrugged: "Robbing a bank? I would like to, but I don't have the strength!

Besides, it would be embarrassing if you couldn't come up with three thousand pounds. You don’t have to pay for it, but there are people who are willing to pay it. Let me tell you the truth, that Frenchman is worth the price. Someone paid a lot of money for that man's life.

The middleman told me that if I transport the fat man back to France alive, I can get a commission of 2,500 pounds. Even if I only hand over the body, I can get 1,500 pounds as labor fee.

The other party paid such a large price, and I only wanted you to break the contract with three thousand pounds. I really value the old friendship and good cooperative relationship between us. "

Jones thought Fred was cheating him, and he couldn't help but curse.

"Fred, you are asking for death! As long as this period of time passes smoothly and we can continue doing business as usual, the Duke of Wellington will soon be unable to hold on!

Once the Tories are gone, Inspector Hastings will have no backer. Then we can punish him however we want! And you, are you going to send us all in just for a little bit of profit? "

"Penny gain?" Fred raised his eyebrows when he heard this and stepped forward to give Jones a mouthful.

There was only a snap, and Jones was whipped until he was dizzy.

When he came to his senses, he saw Fred holding a white check dangling in front of his eyes.

"Look clearly, Rothschild Bank, a big and trustworthy brand, five hundred pounds, and it's just a deposit for arresting someone. Do you still think I'm teasing you?"

When Jones saw the check, his mind slowly came to his senses, and he was shocked.

"Who is that Frenchman? Why is he worth so much money?"

Fred pouted: "Then I don't know. I only know that the money behind the scenes is very generous and the work is very happy. It is much better than you poor people from the Metropolitan Police.

It's hard to make a deal with you. Dozens of guns and a trivial amount of stolen goods all require me to advance a commission to you. Tsk, if it weren't for the fact that you can help me cover the indentured slave business, I wouldn't bother to continue negotiating the deal with you. "

Having said this, Fred nodded to the boys on the side and motioned for them to untie Jones.

He took out a wad of bills from the drawer, counted a few of them and stuffed them into Jones's coat pocket, and then put the rest into Jones's trouser pocket.

"Chief Jones, don't be too angry about what happened today. The twenty pounds on your shirt is my apology to you, and the two hundred pounds in your trouser pocket is my tribute to Clemens.

You go back for me and tell him that I will take the goods out to sea in a while. After all, the owner of the goods spent a lot of money this time and was in a hurry.

If Clemens still has some accumulated inventory on hand, he can send someone to deliver it to me as soon as possible in the next few days, and I can take the things out together. "

Jones was originally very angry, but because of the money bulging in his chest, he could only swallow the blood in his mouth.

"Okay, I promise you. But I have to remind you that if you insist on doing this deal, you'd better proceed with caution.

Finally, Inspector Hastings will lead a team to Liverpool next Wednesday to participate in the security work for the opening of the railway. Let’s just choose that day to trade? "

When Fred heard this, a smile finally appeared on his face that looked like he had not woken up.

He patted Jones on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother, couldn't you have just said this earlier? Why do you need to get a beating for nothing?"