Chapter 96

The stone steps leading to the underground dungeon are steep and slippery. Each step is dark. It is inexplicable to feel that it is a ladder formed by blood stasis. Walking on it with boots gives people a great sense of discomfort.

The air is full of strange smell that can't be said.

It's stuffy, hot and humid, and there's the squeak of mice everywhere.

The structure of the black prison is complex. If you want to get to the next floor, you have to cross the whole prison area on the upper floor. To the corner of the prison area which is several circles larger than the police compound on the ground, you can reach the stone steps leading to the next floor.

In the deep corridor, the lights are dim.

The long cells were full of people, and the well-dressed ladies and gentlemen were crouching in the cells like beggars, crying and shouting constantly.

If there are too many people in the cell, the air in the cell becomes more and more turbid and stuffy.

Everywhere, we can hear shrill shouts. Some people are calling for help, others are begging for mercy, some are abusing and cursing hysterically, and some people are maddened by the bad environment here. They are calling out blasphemous words against "Mu" and "muteste".

Duke Ross walked calmly in the dirty and wet corridor, and the small folding fan in his hand was moving happily.

With the help of dim lights, she swept quickly through the cells, from which she saw the faces of many old acquaintances. Many people huddled on the ground, some people have fainted because of the bad environment.

She couldn't help laughing when she saw a few ladies who used to show off their precious jewels to her arrogantly and rudely at social dinners relying on their family wealth.

"Her Majesty is right. All wealth is illusory, and only rifles and artillery are the only truths." The Duke of Roth was proud to say the famous words that her majesty, the queen of the German Empire, roared out at a state banquet.

Take a look at the great men who once made waves in port Tulun, the ladies who had the courage to challenge the Duke of rose, and the princes and ladies who put on airs on weekdays

Duke Ross curled his lips: "all useless little white faces Oh, well, I prefer Joe, a strong, energetic, lucky boy! "

When the word "useless little white face" was mentioned, Prince Ross looked at Frederick intentionally or unconsciously.

Frederick's pale face met the definition of "little white face".

Dark prison, wet, dirty environment, harsh air, crying, howling, begging, curse All these elements are mixed together, just like the purgatory of the sinner in medeland mythology.

Frederick, of noble birth, had never seen such a scene?

Even in his childhood nightmare, he had never seen such a terrible scene.

His face was pale, his body was stiff, his body was cold and his sweat was gurgling, but he was very calm. Relying on his own strong personal strength, he maintained the most basic ability to move. Just like a timid child who went to the street for the first time, he followed the Duke of rose.

He had forgotten what happened at the police station gate, and the scorn the Duke of Rose had made of him and his father.

All he knew was to stay close to Duke Ross, so that he could barely find a little bit of security!

"The port Tulun police station, 40 years ago, was the seat of the public security committee of port Tulun. It was only after the Empire took over port Tulun that it was transformed into a police station."

"Before the Empire entered, port Tulun and its surrounding areas were not peaceful. There are so many bandits, bandits, pirates and all kinds of illegal personnel, so we have built a six story underground prison to punish these shameful people

"For a time, of course, these cells served as slave storage warehouses. After all, for a long time, there was no special warehouse area in port Tulun. Many slaves were temporarily detained here

"Therefore, if we make full use of each of the six black prisons, we can hold more than 4000 prisoners. The six story dungeon is 24000 people. " Duke Ross said leisurely, "but after all, after all these years, the ventilation pipe is not very smooth, so the air here is inevitably poor."

After a pause, Duke rose said with a smile, "the lower you go, the worse the air is."

"Where are hyneville and Hanks?" Frederick finally asked the first words after entering the dungeon.

"They? Oh, they are sensitive to their identities, and they are involved in some very serious crimes, so of course they are on the sixth floor! " Prince Ross looked at Frederick with a stiff, pale face.

She knew that Leah and Tifa had been attacked, and it was Heinrich and Hanks.

She knew that Joe couldn't wait for Hanks and hyneville to take a heavy hand. Before they were "put into" the black cell, they were on the way to lose a leg by Joe.

Frederick showed extraordinary concern for henevy and Hanks, which put pressure on the Duke of rose.

Therefore, at the door of the port Tulun police station, she deliberately knocked on Frederick in public, even at the expense of involving his father, the noble prince of the Empire.Don't tell yourself who you're going to fight with. Remember where you're doing it.

That's all Duke Ross can do for the time being.

Frederick's identity makes her unable to do more. What else can she do except "teasing" and "knocking" on the language?

The first dungeon, the second dungeon, the third dungeon

The further down, the more humid the air, the worse the surrounding environment.

Damp, sultry, dirty, pungent smell, thick layer of sticky unknown dirt on the ground. Walking in such a dungeon, Frederick and his entourage stood on tiptoe, like a ballerina on stage, with the lightest steps.

A group of people came to the entrance of the fifth floor to the sixth floor of the dungeon. Several despicable looking prison guards, who were more like villains than scoundrels in the street, nodded and quickly opened the iron door leading to the sixth floor of the prison.

Then, "bang, bang, bang, bang" The sound of gunfire came in.

Prince Ross's little folding fan, which was fluttering rapidly, stopped suddenly. Frederick's eyes widened. He sensed something was wrong.

"How could there be gunfire? Who was shooting? What happened? "

Frederick seized Prince Roth's arm with one hand, and asked questions quickly.

"Your Highness, you are impolite Prince Roth frowned, and the little folding fan slapped down heavily. There was a dull sound. A deep mark was drawn from the back of Frederick's hand. He subconsciously released his hand. Then the mark recovered quickly, leaving no trace on the back of his hand.

"I'm sorry, Mr. rose. I'm just Care about the safety of my direct reports. " Frederick's dark gray eyes were fixed on Prince Ross: "they are the best soldiers in the Empire, they have made great contributions to the Empire, if they have any accident in port Toulon..."

"Why did they have an accident in port Tulun?" Prince Ross asked Frederick.

"That's what surprised me." Frederick heaved a heavy breath. He looked at Prince Ross's deep eyes without showing weakness: "this is what I am surprised at In the territory of the Empire, if any accident happens to the naval officers of the Empire, it will undoubtedly be a provocation to the Empire and the Imperial Navy. "

"Ho ho ho ho ho!" Rose said, "let's not shake it, and then we'll see what happened."

With dim lights and dirty ground, Hanks's body was crawling in the middle of the dirty corridor, head toward the exit of the sixth floor dungeon, lying there quietly.

Joe was wiping his hands. He was smiling and carefully wiping his hands with a white handkerchief.

The flint rifle is much better than the flint rifle, but when it is fired, there will still be gunpowder and ashes left in the hand. Joe wiped the seams of his nails carefully, put his hands in front of him, and sniffed carefully.

Inside the cell, Heinrich screamed hysterically, "murder, this is murder Shameless, shameless... "

"No, it's not murder, it's passion." Joe looked back and playfully returned to henriev: "I'm just on the spur of the moment, that's all. Who makes him speak so bad?"

At the corner at the end of the corridor, Frederick's high pitched voice came: "hyneville! Hanks

In the cell, Heinrich, who was almost broken, was shocked as if she had been beaten with chicken blood. Then she screamed at the top of her voice: "Freddie, honey, help me, help me Merciful muteste, these damned countrymen, they killed Hanks, they killed Hanks... "

At the sound of hasty footsteps, Frederick, with a large entourage, hurried round the corner and appeared in front of Joe.

Hanks was crawling in the corridor, a sharp bloodstain from the cell door, all the way under his body.

Frederick's body was suddenly stiff. He was silent for a moment and waved forward.

Two young men in traditional knightly clothes ran up and turned Hanks' body over, revealing his battered upper body and his dead white face intact.

"Your Highness, it's Lord Hanks..." A knight said softly, "he, he He's dead

Frederick looked at Hanks for a moment, then he looked up, his dark gray eyes fixed on Joe.

Joe did not show any weakness, but fixed his eyes on Frederick.

"No matter who you are, from now on, you are my enemy." Philip's veins were beating on his forehead. Slowly, word by word, he declared war on Joe: "I will destroy your body and soul at all costs."

Joe whistled.

Threatening him?

Joe grinned, and was about to respond to Frederick's threats when Prince Ross came up to him and exclaimed, "Your Highness, pay attention to your words and deeds, please remember your identity As a member of the imperial family, you threaten a conscientious and loyal police officer I'll write to her majesty and report what's going on hereJoe raised eyebrows, teeth and a group of family guards quietly step forward, protecting Joe behind him.

From the cell, henriev's frantic cry came.

"Frederick, my dear, they killed Hanks. It was a shameless murder Avenge him! Avenge us

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