I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

From the conversation, when he knew that Kelly's family lived in the Wood District, Tu Fu almost subconsciously said: "How is the security over there? I heard it's very chaotic."

His acting skills are very natural, pretending that he has never been there before.

"As rumored." Grace showed a helpless expression, "The streets are full of homeless people, thieves and swindlers have almost become a specialty here, and workers parade every now and then."

"But I heard the villain, Morton Henry, was arrested there?"

Grace smiled slightly: "That's why it became like this."

Tu Fu paused for a moment, and then slowly recalled this sentence.

After Morton Henry was arrested, the gray industry forces in the Wood District will undergo another reshuffle, more people will participate, and there will undoubtedly be greater turmoil.

Everyone hates Mr. Huang, but everyone also wants to be Mr. Huang.

Maybe it won't be long before a new replacement emerges.

Uncle Ethan will be happy that such a villain was arrested, and Sophie and the others will also appreciate the daring thief and spread this legendary story.

Everyone will applaud for hearing such a good news.

Only the bottom-level people living in the Wood District have a deep understanding.

Wood District, or the same Wood District.

"Because of several strange murders, the neighborhood has become more dangerous, and sometimes it is not easy for girls to go out at night." Grace confessed her uneasiness.

"Murder?"

Tu Fu opened his lips slightly, but he didn't look too surprised.

He has seen many dark sides of the city of Leeds. There are actually a lot of homicides due to fights or gang behavior, not to mention the Wood District, which is comparable to the three-way zone.

"Speaking of which, this is really a strange thing. I heard from neighbors that those poor dead died suddenly at night one after another. It's even weirder that they all died in the same way."

"Has the murderer been caught?"

"Of course." Grace pursed her lips. "Every time there is a murder, the gentlemen of the Police Department will catch a murderer. They will tell everyone not to worry, the criminal has been arrested."

"By God, everything will be fine."

Tu Fu held back for a long time, so he comforted the other party with a sentence like this.

No matter what happens, God is above.

Grace also smiled sweetly, as if she was used to such a bad life.

"Uncle seems to have said that the frequency of mysterious incidents in Leeds has increased a lot. It's best not to go out easily at night. This probably refers to this incident."

Combining the information provided by Grace, Tu Fu boldly guessed that perhaps this was a mysterious incident with a serial nature.

But he didn't have any idea about it, let the big people worry about their affairs.

"Dingling~"

After the class bell rang, the little turmoil in the classroom just now disappeared. In the winding corridor, Tu Fu saw the familiar white-haired old man rushing to the classroom with a cane.

"Mr. Coleman's hair is thinning."

Tu Fu had noticed the initial greenhouse effect on the opponent's head, and he was probably still worried about the superimposed state of the "ghost ship".

In fact, in addition to proving their talents in professional journals, scholars engaged in physics research have another criterion is hair volume. It is embarrassing to say that you are a big player in the industry if you don’t lose a few hundred million hairs.

Even if Tu Fu kindly claims that there is no need to waste time on this kind of silly question like "Can God create a stone that he cannot lift?"

But the proud Mr. Coleman waved his cane violently at this time, clearly refuting that he didn't spend too much time studying the "ghost ship" problem, it was just out of interest.

And as a mature scholar, you should learn to face failure calmly.

After entering the classroom, Coleman did not attend class directly. He solemnly conveyed a message from the school board to each class to the students.

"Children, I regret to tell you that due to serious social security problems, the school temporarily cancels the evening self-study program."

After the little old man announced the news, many students showed distressed and joyful expressions, and the children with better acting skills even beat their chests.

"My God, what the hell are the idiots in the Police Department doing?"

"Speaking of which, I can't think of a sector worse than this."

"No, you even forgot there was Leeds Transport."

"Watch your words."

After Coleman stopped the rude and unrefined scolding, he demonstrated in the language of civilized people on the spot: "Perhaps, the red-haired baboons in the zoo are more suitable for this job than the gentlemen in the police department."

...

Green District, Police Department.

As usual, Ethan Winster, whose IQ is not as good as that of the red-haired baboon, came to his second-level superintendent post with enthusiasm and actively dealt with various troubles.

As I told Sophie, being a police officer was never an easy job.

Every day I have to rack my brains to think about what to eat at noon.

It takes a lot of effort to put a pretty name on the document.

Sometimes you need to move your butt to avoid cervical diseases.

If we say the biggest action of the day, perhaps it is to send the police to help the poor grandmother on the street find her lost baby child.

By the way, that may be a naughty cat.

Most people really can't bear such loneliness.

He is over 40 years old and has been sitting in this position for ten years. Almost all the boys in the same group as him have been promoted to the city police department or a higher position in the state. Only he sticks to it day after day post.

Strictly speaking, Ethan never thought of himself as a very hardworking person, and his career after retiring from the army to the police was uneventful.

He has no political resources, lacks sufficient self-motivation, and has a bad temper. Without accident, he will be promoted to the position of first-level police superintendent at most in his life and retire honorably.

Since then, I have been able to receive my pension with peace of mind and officially become a moth of the country.

But it is Ethan's biggest wish at this stage to see his children grow up healthy and get admitted to a good school.

"Snapped."

Just after sitting on the soft seat, a young police officer named Maren under him rushed in rashly, and Ethan instinctively straightened up and picked up the documents on the table.

This is the greatest joy of going to work every day, even if you have nothing to do, you have to pretend to be very busy in front of your subordinates

"Sheriff Winster, we are probably going to the Wood District. As you guessed, the serial murder case is still going on." Maren Dale showed a worried expression, "The director means to let our team re-join the case investigation."

"Mullon, it's a great idea to use a death row criminal to cover the crime."

Ethan shook his head contemptuously, "Compared to solving the case, I'm more curious why the capable gentlemen in the hall don't continue to do this?"

"There are not enough prisoners on death row. If this continues, we can only catch some thieves and rapists." Malon's face was full of frustration.

"This is really great." Ethan gave his proposal a thumbs up, and the strong yin and yang in his words were about to overflow: "Just keep doing it like this, maybe the city will be cleaner, our Leeds It will be one step closer to becoming a national civilized city.”

Dissatisfaction is nothing but dissatisfaction, but Ethan is still very concerned about the multiple serial murders in the Wood District. He was the first police officer in the Green Division to notice that the strange case was unusual.

But at an important moment in the selection of the city, the group of stupid bugs in the hall unanimously decided to slow down the investigation of this case.

The second and third cases appeared in the following month, and the murderer became more rampant, and each new murder method was exactly the same as before...

"Sure enough, Mullen, only capable people like us can be competent. It seems that the director has given us enough trust." Ethan couldn't help but start bragging.

"Isn't it because our team has the lowest detection rate in the bureau?"

Mullen corrected the reason calmly, those shrewd police officers were unwilling to take over such a big trouble that affected the detection rate.

As for the bottom one, is there any need to worry about the detection rate?

"Officer Mullen, pay attention to your words and deeds, you are only one more mouth away from becoming a qualified and good police officer."

Ethan did not forget to remind the police officers under him, and conveniently inserted the revolver into the armed belt around his waist, "Call Bruce and the others, we are ready to go now, remember to bring your weapons."

After all, they are going to an area where the news can be on the news 24 hours a day without violence.

...

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The horses outside neighed resoundingly. It was a police car that could seat six or seven police officers at a time. Not only was the body structure equipped with the latest shock absorbers, but even the wagon skin was spliced ​​with bulletproof materials.

This is a public carriage specially equipped by the police station.

There are conspicuous metal branding symbols on both sides of the carriage. They are two long swords crossed and superimposed on a shield. These are the famous "Sword of Victory" and "Shield of Protecting the Country" of the Kingdom Police Department. ".

The logo of the police badge is always reminding everyone,

While the Kingdom of Baia symbolizes the maintenance of order, it also expresses that this country has achieved today's status as a major international power by relying on iron and blood methods of swords and soldiers.

Not long after Ethan and several police officers got into the car, the skilled coachman took them to the scene of the crime in just one cigarette.

Police officers from several districts of Leeds had arrived ahead of time, and low-level police officers cordoned off the area where the homicide occurred.

This is the most ordinary low-end community. Many people live in a dilapidated house, and the landlord sublets different areas to multiple people. This is already considered a good condition.

While the professional autopsy officer in the bureau was examining the body of the deceased, Ethan also walked towards the deceased and quietly observed several details of the middle-aged man.

Judging from the rough palms and the fishy smell from the trouser legs and the fact that the incident was not far from the port, this person was probably a porter engaged in marine cargo transportation.

There were no signs of scars or fights on his body, and his wallet had not been stolen. The furniture was very neat and there were no traces of being turned over. It could basically be ruled out that it was a violent incident such as robbery.

The body was very fresh, and it seemed that he had a good relationship with his neighbors. He was found and reported to the police not long after his death.

"It has been confirmed that, like those before, the cause of death is also organ failure." The police officer who checked the cause of death also wrote these elements.

"Is this the seventh or eighth this month? Maybe it was another accident. Unfortunately, there are not enough death row prisoners."

A police officer chuckled.

Anyway, unsolved cases like this piled up in the hall every year, and no one would blame them.

"Listen, if anyone dares to use this kind of brainless method again, sooner or later I will put your brains in your ass."

Ethan strode forward, his eyes stayed on the corpse and never moved away.

The most surprising thing is that there is still an obvious smile on that stiff face full of wrinkles.

Satisfied, satisfied, warm smile.

it seems that,

A silent mockery of all the police officers present.