Xiao Hu is a little annoyed recently.

As a royal policeman of the Ming Dynasty, he has been in office for three years, but he has not even caught half a case or half a criminal. He is adjusting the trivial matters of Zhangjia, the Zhang family on the West Street, and the bargaining disputes in the vegetable market every day.

What Xiao Hu likes to do the most is to use guns, not guns with cold weapons, but muskets provided by the yamen to each policeman. No, the late Emperor Chongzhen said that muskets were not good, and they changed their name to "gun". Xiao Hu originally thought muskets were good, but Emperor Chongzhen said muskets were not good, so Xiao Hu also thought the name muskets was so ugly. Emperor Chongzhen also said that the name of the constable was too ugly, so he named the policeman. Xiao Hu thought it was very nice and mighty.

As a policeman in the capital, Xiao Hu's gun was the "Chongzhen 92" musket produced by the Royal Academy of the Ming Dynasty. As for why it is called "92" style, this was also decided by Emperor Chongzhen.

"When will I, Hu Ritian, be a big shot?" Xiao Hu often touched the engravings of "The Imperial Academy of the Ming Dynasty" and thought so.

Today, Xiao Hu patrols the streets as usual.

When I walked to East Street, there was a loud noise on the East Street, and I didn’t know what was going on.

When Aunt Zhao from East Street saw Xiao Hu coming, she came over as if she had seen a savior.

"Auntie Zhao, what happened?"

"Oh, Xiao Hu, you are here. A few days ago, maybe the day before yesterday, a group of foreign merchants came to East Street, saying that they wanted to hire someone to work, and they were giving 1 tael of silver a day. Everyone rushed there, and Widow Li quickly instructed her son to work, but he didn't see him for two days. Widow Li's son, no, where is Widow Li going to make trouble?"

Xiao Hu was shocked when he heard this. The probability of death in the workplace was not big or small. Maybe Widow Li's son was a little sick, but Widow Li and her son were family members of martyrs. They were famous in the Martyrs' Temple. Widow Li did not remarry, and even the emperor's pension was not required. He sold tofu at the street corner to support his son. He was usually kind and kind. Sometimes when Xiao Hu passed by after get off work, Widow Li would stuff a piece of tofu to Xiao Hu. Once Xiao Hu didn't want it, Widow Li said that this was not for you, but for all policemen. Xiao Hu insisted on giving money every time, saying that if you don't charge money, I won't fight East Street after get off work, and Widow Li barely accepted it.

The only son of Widow Li is gone, and Xiao Hu is also worried, but business has to be done publicly. Widow Li has affected traffic, and the yamen must intervene if it dies.

Xiao Hu hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, unable to squeeze left and right, so Xiao Hu had to shout loudly: "I am Hu Xiaobo, the Royal Policeman of the Ming Dynasty!"

After all, the police were very good at it, and the crowd made way for Xiao Hu when they heard this.

When Xiao Hu saw it, his heart became tighter again. Widow Li, who usually cares about her image even if she shows up in public, is now sitting with her hair disheveled and slim down.

Xiao Hu hurriedly went up and helped Widow Li up: "Sister Li, why are you troubled?"

Widow Li's stagnant face moved slightly. Seeing that it was Xiao Hu, tears immediately flowed out: "Xiao Hu, Xiao Hu, my Baoer, my Baoer, my Baoer is gone, they are those damn Japanese-provincial beasts, beasts..."

Xiao Hu hurriedly advised, "Sister Li, don't worry, say it slowly, don't worry, let's not worry, Xiao Hu will definitely help you with justice, and you will tell me what's wrong."

Xiao Hu helped Widow Li and helped her to a noodle restaurant on the side of the road step by step. After helping Sister Li sit down, Xiao Hu quickly poured a cup of tea for Widow Li: "Sister Li drinks a sip of water, and say slowly, I'll listen."

Sister Li looked at the water cup, but did not drink: "Xiao Hu, two Japanese businessmen came a few days ago and said they wanted to open a company. I don't know what the company is. Anyway, they just said to recruit people, one tael of silver a day, and one pay per day. I thought about this. This is a good thing. My Baoer... My Baoer is on summer vacation. I thought about asking Baoer to take up the summer vacation work, and he gave him pocket money. Baoer thought it was OK, so he went, but he didn't come back after he went there..."

Xiao Hu was shocked. Although as a royal policeman in the capital, his salary was higher than that in other places, he only cost less than five taels of silver a month. It would be a pity to give him one tael of wages on this day.

"Later, those Japanese beasts threw my Baoer into the Jinshui River, my Baoer..."

Xiao Hu immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. If it is a work-related injury, he will follow the formal process and contact his family to negotiate and resolve it. Why is it so cruel to throw away the body? Further, it may be intentional murder.

Xiao Hu asked quickly: "Have you reported the case?"

Widow Li said: "I reported the case, and later the coroner told me that Baoer was drowned. It must be these Japanese beasts who killed me Baoer, my Baoer..."

Seeing that Widow Li was gradually excited, Xiao Hu quickly comforted: "Sister Li, believe me, I will definitely help Baoer get justice, where are those Japanese now?"

Widow Li said with tears in her eyes: "It's right in Maoer Lane on East Street, what's the name of it?"

After Xiao Hu sent Widow Li home, he hurried back to the yamen and asked about Widow Li's son.

Colleague Li Gang said: "I heard about this. Today, Director Zhu took Zhang San, Li Si, Wang, and the others to investigate. It was a good thing of one or two silver coins a day. It was strange. How could you say it was possible?"

Xiao Hu responded a few times until the patrol was finished and the gun was handed over and the clothes were changed. Director Zhu and the others did not come back. Xiao Hu felt like a cat was scratching his heart.

Xiao Hu still passed by East Street after get off work.

The difference is that Widow Li’s tofu shop is not open today.

Xiao Hu had already walked across East Street, gritted his teeth, looked towards East Street, and then turned back to East Street.

Unfortunately, when he walked into Maoer Lane on East Street, he saw Zhang San, Li Si, Wang, Wuqian and Liuyi handcuffed a short man out.

Xiao Hu still didn't handle the case, but he suddenly felt relieved. It was a kind of peace of mind that was happier than getting the reward for handling the case.

I am not the only one in the Ming Dynasty.
Chapter completed!