UGB Chapter 1365 Blood Moon (4)
Chapter 1365 Blood Moon (4)
Chapter 1365 Blood Moon (IV)
"Cool!"
In the Black Elf Bar, Old Hart drank the beer in his glass in one breath with a "tump tump tump" and showed an extremely comfortable expression.
He had taken care of Ronan for a month, and today was the first time he received the latter's "filial piety".
It’s really not easy!
Ronan raised his hand to call the barmaid and ordered another drink for Old Hart.
Such a "generous and happy" behavior made Old Hart a little confused. He asked in disbelief: "Little Ronan, do you need my help with something?"
"Let me make it clear first, I can help with small matters, but I can't handle big matters!"
Ronan smiled and said, "It's okay, I just want to buy you a few drinks. Thank you for taking care of me over the past period of time."
Old Hart has been a police officer for decades. Although he is very slippery and likes to take advantage of small opportunities.
But the veteran police officer took good care of Ronan, a reserve police officer, and passed on a lot of experience to him.
Of course, it is completely unrealistic to expect him to take the bullet for Ronan.
The reverse is more or less the same.
Old Hart laughed: "You have really become smart, you have suffered a loss and now you know that what I said is right, right?"
Ronan took the opportunity to ask, "Sir, do you know which gang the thief yesterday belonged to?"
The upper city area of Rand City is the main settlement of nobles, officials and wealthy businessmen, with a very good environment and public security.
The downtown and port areas are a mixed bag, with gangs of all sizes lurking there.
Ronan had only been at the Third Police Station for a month and had limited knowledge of the situation in the jurisdiction, so he had no idea which force had set the trap to ambush him.
If he wanted to avenge his predecessor, he must first know the other party's identity.
"That guy should be from the Jero Brotherhood."
Old Hart answered without hesitation: "The Jello Brotherhood is not easy to mess with. You were too impulsive yesterday. I couldn't stop you, and I couldn't catch up with you. Fortunately, nothing serious happened to you."
The Jello Brotherhood is a gang that has risen in the downtown area in recent years. Its leader, Jello Sacre, is ruthless and powerful. His influence has grown rapidly and his sphere of influence exceeds five blocks.
Most importantly, the Jero Brotherhood has a backer.
In fact, all the gangs that can gain a foothold in the lower town and the port area have backers. They are usually the gloves put on the table by a noble, a businessman or even a congressman, and used as a tool to make money.
Old Hart reminded him, "Little Ronan, you are fine anyway, so don't think about revenge. If you encounter such a situation again, stay away. They won't dare to go too far."
Cracking down on gangsters has never been the duty and job of police officers.
The Third Police Station cannot afford to offend a force like the Jero Brotherhood. If a fight really breaks out between the two sides, the latter will definitely be razed to the ground. There is no chance of luck.
Although the kingdom has strict control over firearms and weapons, ordinary people do not have the right to purchase and carry guns unless they obtain a license. If they are found to possess guns privately, they will be severely punished.
However, regulations are regulations, and in reality there is no gang without guns or weapons.
If you really want to wipe out a gang, you must mobilize the Rand City Police Department or even the garrison to do it!
The main task of low-level police officers like Old Hart and Ronan is to maintain law and order on the streets and at most arrest wanted criminals.
"Keep your eyes open next time."
For the sake of two glasses of beer, Old Hart patiently taught: "Tomorrow I will teach you how to identify gang members, so that you won't make the same mistake again in the future."
In fact, there is a tacit understanding between the local gangs and the police station. The two sides do not interfere with each other. The former will not cause trouble in the jurisdiction of the latter, and the latter will turn a blind eye to some of the former's actions.
It was just that Ronan had just arrived and didn't understand the ins and outs of the situation, so he suffered a loss.
In fact, Old Hart knew very well that Ronan's accident was unlikely to be an accident or coincidence, there must be other reasons.
But he would never reveal this, let alone help Ronan.
Minding one's own business is the secret that has enabled this veteran police officer to survive safely for decades!
An hour later, Ronan returned to his residence.
It was a small room of less than 10 square meters, with a desk lamp of no more than watts, a simple wooden bed and a desk.
There is no kitchen and no bathroom.
To solve physiological problems, one has to go to the public toilet outside, or put a wooden barrel in a small room.
Although Ronan doesn't care much about living conditions.
But the desire to change residence is stronger.
In a place like this, where even fists and feet cannot be used, how can it satisfy Ronan's needs for physical training and martial arts?
The worst thing is that the soundproofing here is very poor.
The crash and cries for help coming from the next room could be heard clearly!
Sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, Ronan closed his eyes.
He activated his spiritual power to block his hearing, let his thoughts sink into his sea of consciousness, and began a new practice.
Invisible spiritual power emanated from the body, spreading silently in the small room, filling every corner.
The fleas and insects hiding in the corners, tables, chairs and cracks in the floor fled frantically as if the end of the world had come. Some of the slower ones were directly crushed into pieces.
At this moment, in the sky outside the window, a bright moon was glowing with a faint blood-red light.
Such signs indicate that the blood moon is coming soon!
In the next few days, Ronan followed Old Hart as he patrolled the streets in the jurisdiction, learning more knowledge and experience.
Because he became more "generous" and would occasionally "reward" Old Hart with meals such as hot dogs and coffee, the latter's favorability was greatly improved.
Old Hart, who got the advantage, passed on all the valuable experience he had accumulated over the years to Ronan.
He thought this young man was pretty good, patted Ronan on the shoulder and said, "I will apply to the higher-ups to have you become a regular employee in the shortest possible time."
Under normal circumstances, if Ronan has not made any meritorious contributions or received instructions from his superiors, the shortest time it takes for him to be converted to a regular employee is three months.
It is considered very good to be converted to a regular employee in three months, but there are many reserve police officers who cannot be converted to a regular employee even after half a year or even the expiration of the period.
"Thank you, sir."
While expressing his gratitude, Ronan glanced at the people coming and going.
A nimble figure appeared in Ronan's sight, instantly awakening his memory.
Ronan recognized at a glance that the other person was the thief who lured him into the alley a few days ago!
When Ronan discovered the other person, the shifty guy also looked at Ronan. Not only was he not afraid at all, but he showed a provocative smile.
Ronan avoided the other person's gaze expressionlessly.
But I kept this guy's appearance firmly in my mind.
The next moment, the thief disappeared in the bustling crowd.
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