It was already twelve o'clock when Martin and Doriani came out of Kasan's room.

Lunch time is up.

Captain Mike seemed to be awakened by the noon bell, pushed open the door and walked out with a sleepy look.

"When our department has the largest number of people, there are less than 30 people, and many times they are investigating cases outside. There is no need to set up a restaurant, so lunch is solved next door, free!"

Kassan pointed to the right, where was the headquarters of the Faralin Guards.

Then she changed her subject and reminded everyone with a smile: "Of course, if you can't get used to the big pot of rice, you can solve it yourself. The coffee shop next to the clock tower is not bad, but you have to pay out of your own pocket and there is no reimbursement."

Cafe?

Martin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

There are five ritualists in contact with them...

Lunch is of course free!

Although the family now has a huge sum of hundreds of gold coins, Martin knows that thrift is the hard truth for sustainable development.

The other people seemed to have no high requirements for the quality of lunch, and there seemed to be no tradition of the captain inviting newcomers to have a meal, so they came directly to the next door under the leadership of Captain Mike.

The headquarters of the garrison was very large, and the four of them walked in the stone building for a long time before they arrived at the cafeteria.

The cafeteria is not small, and Martin feels bigger than two basketball courts, full of guards queuing up to eat.

Even though the sound of communication was lowered as much as possible, the whole scene still seemed extremely noisy.

There are so many people here.

Martin couldn't help but be a little surprised.

And obviously, this is definitely not the whole of the entire garrison.

Then... how many people should there be in the entire garrison?!

The four of them did not line up and went directly to a smaller room next to them.

Compared to the noisy outside, it is much quieter here, and most of the people eating inside are officers, so we should pay more attention to dining etiquette.

In Cassan's explanation, Martin learned more about the Guards.

The Faralin Guards play a very important role in the city.

From mediating neighborhood disputes to tracing murder cases.

In addition, they also have to take into account the responsibilities of maintaining public order and fire relief.

It can be said that it has taken over the role of police, army, fire brigade and street neighborhood committee aunts, and the task is quite heavy.

Therefore, there are naturally quite a lot of people who need to be equipped.

Kassan told Martin that according to last year's statistics, there were more than 10,000 people in the garrison!

Don't think that this number is very large. The truth is that the garrison has always been in short supply.

Most of the garrison members were basically busy and couldn't stop at all.

Only two thousand people were left behind at the headquarters, and nearly two-thirds of the guards were stationed in various blocks below.

The last time the fog was blocked in time, ensuring that there were no excessive casualties among ordinary people, and 80% of the credit was on these garrison members.

And in the rescue of the earthquake, these members also played a crucial role.

The reason for so many garrison members is very simple, because the area of ​​Faralinburg is really quite large.

Martin hasn't calculated how big it is.

However, the population of the entire city has reached an astonishing one million and three million!

In an era when the industrial revolution had not been carried out, it was completely unimaginable that a city had such a large population.

This is not a simple digital issue, it involves all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Horizontal comparisons can be more telling.

In the capital of Ming Dynasty, there were only one million people at the most.

At the same time, Paris and Venice were the largest city in Europe, with a population of only more than 100,000.

As a science student, even though Martin is slow in humanities knowledge, he still realizes the extraordinary scale of the city.

Such a large city and its management organization are so extensive, it can only be said that in this extraordinary world, the temple plays its unique function...

In other words, it is because of the existence of a temple that a large city of Faralinburg could be born under such social form and productivity.

Lunch is very simple, bread with pea broth.

The meat is mutton, and the soup is thicker than that of ordinary guards. It seems that some spices are added, and combined with special dipping sauce, the taste is quite unsatisfactory.

At least relatively speaking, Martin can swallow easily.

The bread is made of wheat, although it is not as soft as white bread, and it is still okay with beef soup.

When leaving, Martin and his party met Alder.

He had just had a meal and was talking to an officer in a warm manner.

From the passing garrison, Martin heard an information: a serial murderer appeared in the city.

"Every time a murderer commits a crime, he will break his stomach and steal his internal organs. From last Saturday to today, there have been thirteen victims in just six days."

Alder's news is more detailed.

With a wide range of friends, he has received more information from different insiders.

Captain Mike was still expressionless as usual. After listening to Alder's story, he turned his head to look at Kassan.

As a clerk, liaison and a psychiatrist, it is within her responsibility to connect with the garrison.

Kasan spread his hands, shook his head helplessly and said, "I haven't received any news, but since the matter has spread, even if there is no extraordinary factor, they will hand over the case to us."

"Why are there no serious cases in the case?"

Martin couldn't help but frown slightly and asked in confusion.

In fact, he still has nothing to say.

Even trivial cases like losing cats can be sent to them, and even mobilized many people, the murder case has been delayed, which seems a bit unreasonable.

Although it took a short time to enter here, Martin could fully feel that this team could not have been corrupt to such a degree, and only served the nobles, but instead ignored the lives of ordinary people.

“It’s very simple!”

Alder explained, "Because the people who died a few days ago were all wanderers, they died if they died. No one cares how they died. Just don't fall on the road and block the road."

"There are more and more rumors in the past two days, and we have attracted attention. We must investigate it quickly and catch the murderer to avoid causing greater panic."

"After all, I just experienced a fog incident and ordinary people suffered considerable losses. If this matter spreads further, it will definitely be a troublesome thing!"

Kassan nodded and couldn't help but remind him: "Maybe there are more real deaths, so you must act immediately."

Martin nodded thoughtfully.

They really can't continue to sit idly by this matter.

Because all the dead were taken away!

This easily reminds people of the ritual pattern drawn with blood and visceral paste in the bloody building found on Wednesday morning.

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