Chapter 1368 Blood Moon (7)
Chapter 1368 Blood Moon (7)
Chapter 1368 Blood Moon (VII)
The welfare benefits of regular police officers are much better than those of reserve police officers.
On the second day after being converted to a regular officer, Ronan received his new equipment at the police station.
First of all, there were two brand new police uniforms, three pairs of leather boots, a multi-functional armed belt and a police hat.
Then he also applied for a gun.
A 70% new revolver named "Doug"!
This pistol is the standard weapon for Rand Kingdom police officers. Its magazine can hold six copper-cased bullets, with an effective range of about 50 meters and high shooting accuracy.
As for swords, police stations do not issue them to police officers, so they need to purchase them according to their preferences and habits.
After changing into this outfit, the new police officer Ronan appeared.
When he patrolled the streets, he clearly felt that the looks around him had become different - there was a bit more awe.
Since Old Hart was still on sick leave, Ronan continued to patrol alone for the next few days.
But he also took the opportunity to do some private work.
Ronan found a broker nearby and asked him to help him find a new residence.
The conditions of the apartment he currently lives in are really poor, but he is just putting up with it temporarily due to financial constraints.
Now that Ronan has received a large bounty, he will naturally not compromise himself anymore.
However, before he found a new house, his troubles came again.
That day, Ronan finished his patrol and was on his way back home after clocking out of the police station when a few people quietly followed him.
At this time, the sky gradually darkened. In the dim alley leading through the apartment, he suddenly stopped and turned around, only to see several large men blocking the alley entrance.
One of them grinned and said, "Officer Ronan, our boss wants to see you, come with us!"
Ronan's eyes narrowed.
He recognized that the other party was one of the three people who had trapped him in the dark alley when he arrived just now.
Ronan remembered that he had broken the other person's arm with a baton, but he didn't expect that he would recover so quickly and be alive and well?
He also saw the badges worn on the chests of several of the other men.
Jero Brotherhood!
"roll!"
Ronan spat out a word coldly and pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword.
The Kingdom of Rand has strict management of firearms. First-level police officers can only carry guns when they are on duty or performing tasks, and they must return them to the police station's armory when they are done.
You have to reach the level of detective before you can take the gun home.
So Ronan's only weapon was a cross sword that he had just bought the day before.
The three members of the Jello Brotherhood looked at each other and all smiled playfully.
The guy whose arm was broken by Ronan lifted up his windbreaker, and two revolvers on his waist were immediately revealed.
He licked his lips and stared at Ronan with an indescribable viciousness in his eyes: "Officer Ronan, I advise you to be sensible..."
Before the gangster could finish his words, a sharp cold light suddenly flashed in his sight.
His throat suddenly felt cold and he couldn't say anything.
I saw that there was a long and narrow flying knife in the guy's Adam's apple area, and the tip of the knife pierced through his entire neck and came out from the back of his neck.
The situation of his two companions was exactly the same. They all tasted the pain of having their throats pierced by a flying knife.
These three members of the Jello Brotherhood, who had done all kinds of evil, fell to the ground helplessly like mangy dogs with their spines removed. Their limbs twitched a few times and they became motionless.
Ronan walked over calmly, picked up the body on the ground and turned into an alley nearby.
He opened a manhole inside and threw three bodies in.
The sound of "plop" came one after another.
The sewer system in Rand City has a long history, and has been expanded and renovated many times as the city expanded. Now it has become an underground maze that no one can figure out.
In this maze, there are a large number of untouchables, beggars, criminals and escaped slaves.
This underground world is extremely dark. Even witchers and night watchmen dare not set foot in it easily, let alone police officers.
Old Hart had repeatedly warned young Ronan not to go into the sewers.
Otherwise you won’t even know how you died!
Because some thieves and wanted criminals would use sewers to escape, the old police officer was worried that Ronan would follow them impulsively and lose his life in vain.
The complex nature of Rand City's sewers also makes it an excellent place to dump corpses.
Ronan did not touch anything on the three members of the Jero Brotherhood, including their guns.
He believed that the "giant rats" lurking in the sewers would be dealt with thoroughly!
Clapping his hands, Ronan replaced the lid and walked out of the dark alley.
Just as he was walking towards his apartment, he suddenly looked up at a building next to him.
Bang!
Someone hurriedly closed the window.
Ronan didn't care.
No matter whether the other party saw it or not, as long as his head was not kicked by a donkey, he would not dare to reveal a single thing.
Not minding other people’s business is the survival wisdom of the common people in the Lower Town!
But this incident also reminded Ronan that he had to move out of this complicated place as soon as possible.
Otherwise there will be a lot of trouble.
The next morning, when Ronan was on patrol again, a middle-aged man stopped him and greeted him with a nod, "Good morning, sir."
Ronan smiled and said, "Mr. Lewis, I think you should have brought me good news."
This middle-aged man with slicked-back hair and powdered face was the broker, or rental agent, whom he had commissioned a few days ago.
The middle-aged man took off his hat and said with a smile: "You guessed it right!"
Ronan glanced around, pointed to a nearby coffee shop and said, "Let's go sit there."
This broker was quite capable. He found information on three houses for Ronan according to his request.
"Sir, I'm so sorry."
Lewis said guiltily: “There are not many houses that meet your requirements. I can only find these few at the moment. Please forgive me. If you have enough time…”
Ronan waved his hand, signaling the other party not to talk too much.
He carefully looked through the information brought by the broker and compared them in his mind.
The results were not very satisfactory.
Rand is a port city with a population of several hundred thousand, and these are the permanent residents. In fact, the number of people living here is much higher.
The upper city area where the powerful and wealthy live is still okay, but the lower city area has become increasingly crowded in recent years. Rental housing has always been in short supply, and houses with good living conditions are even harder to find.
The three houses recommended by the other party are unsatisfactory.
Ronan didn't want the hassle of moving around, he wanted to get his new home done in one go.
Lewis observed the expression of the man. He opened the briefcase he brought with him and took out a stack of papers from it: "Sir, there are a few houses outside the city here. Do you want to take a look?"
Ok?
Ronan took it with interest.
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The first update is sent.
(End of this chapter)
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