Field pulled on the rope beside his desk, and a bell rang from the office door. The policeman sitting closest to his office was also the secretary of Field's senior inspector.
He quickly got up and gently pushed open the door to Field's office, leaning half of his body in.
Without waiting for him to ask, Field ordered, "Go and get Kent."
Soon, Kent walked into the office again. Field explained Feng Chou's identity and request to Kent, and finally said to Kent, "You can get off work early today."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Kent's face as he said, "No problem, I will definitely satisfy the Baron."
Not long after, Feng Chou left the police station with Kent leading the way.
Before leaving, Kent changed his police uniform with a knee-length black woolen coat.
After leaving the police station, Kent brought Feng Chou to a cafe not far away and stopped in front of it. He pointed at the slightly cramped door of the cafe and said, "Honorable sir, I heard that in the cities in the north, the cafe is a place for gentlemen to socialize?
But it's different in Tailun City. Here, the cafe is no longer a place for gentlemen and ladies to socialize, but a place for rough people like us to fill our stomachs. Perhaps you can't accept a place like this? "
Feng Chou was a little surprised. In Casalenka, the cafe was one of the most important places for gentlemen to socialize. "This is really surprising, what made Tailun's cafe like this?"
Kent shrugged, "Who knows, maybe there are too many cafes in Tailun City. You know, no matter what it is, once there are too many of them, it becomes worthless."
Feng Chou asked again, "Then, what I'm curious about is, where do gentlemen socialize in Tailun City?"
Kent said, "Clubs, private salons, or something else, who knows?"
Hearing this, Feng Chou shrugged and said, "It's okay, then let me see what's different about the cafes in Tailun City."
The cafes in Tailun City were indeed more approachable than the cafes in Kasaranca. The decorations inside were simple, the seats were packed, and the aisles were cramped. The coffee was very cheap, costing only a dozen or so hippies per cup. They also provided simple meals such as toast, muffins, bacon, fried eggs, and desserts.
The two of them chose a booth in the innermost corner of the cafe and sat down. Kent waved for the waiter and ordered himself a large cup of coffee, a few slices of bacon, a fried egg, and a large piece of white bread.
Feng Chou only asked for a cup of coffee.
Before the dishes were served, Feng Chou asked something that interested him, "Can I see your pistol?"
Kent hesitated for a moment, glanced at Feng Chou's hands full of rings, and finally took out the huge black revolver from his waist and handed it to Feng Chou.
Feng Chou looked at it with interest. It was different from the revolvers he remembered from Earth. The cartridge of this huge revolver was fixed to the pistol by a steel shaft. The steel shaft had to be removed before the cartridge could be removed and loaded.
The cartridge was not loaded with copper casings, but like a flintlock. The cartridge was first filled with gunpowder, then loaded with lead pellets. Finally, the exit of the cartridge was sealed with viscous butter to prevent the pellets from falling out when the muzzle was pointed downwards.
It was rather troublesome to load the cartridge, but once it was loaded, it could be fired continuously, just like a real revolver, until the cartridge was empty.
The cartridge of this huge revolver could be loaded with eight bullets, and the caliber was about fifteen millimeters. Compared to the small and exquisite revolvers on Earth, it looked very impressive.
According to Qiankun Pagoda's calculations, the power of this revolver was about one-third of that of a normal long-barreled fire gun. It was almost useless against armor-piercing targets, but in the city, it was more than enough to deal with criminals without armor and magic protection.
Feng Chou praised, "This is really a good invention. Do you know who invented this thing?"
Kent said, "As far as I know, this thing is a foreign item. Tyrone's police have only been equipped with this kind of weapon for the past ten years. Before that, we could only use double-barreled handguns and swords to deal with criminals."
Feng Chou said, "Foreign object?
Where did it come from?
Is it a new invention of Moradin's dwarves? "
Kent said, "No, this thing is not from the north, but from the south, the southern continent … It is said that the goblins of the southern continent invented this weapon."
Feng Chou seemed to be in disbelief, "Goblins!"
Kent said, "Yes, goblins, but not the stupid and dirty ones in the forest. They are civilized goblins from the Goblin Kingdom of the southern continent.
I have seen those goblins. They look very similar to normal goblins, but their spirit is completely different. You can tell that those goblins are civilized creatures with one look. "
"Those goblins often drive clanking iron ships to Tyrone to do business. So, if you stay in Tyrone long enough, you will see them."
Feng Chou caught a new piece of information, "You mean iron ships?"
Kent said, "Yes, goblin iron ships. The first time I saw these ships, I was scared out of my wits. I did not understand how steel could float on water, but after seeing more of them, I was not surprised. They are large black ships that emit black smoke. On the sea, they are as fast and nimble as magical ships."
Feng Chou murmured, "Emitting black smoke …"
Kent said, "Yes, it is said that the black smoke is due to the iron ships burning black stones to obtain … power … I think that's the right word. Well, to be honest, I don't understand how burning black stones can make such a huge ship move."
Hearing this, Feng Chou had a strong desire to see that kind of iron-shelled ship...
At this time, Kent's coffee and food were served. He stopped talking and began to eat heartily. Feng Chou could only stop talking and take a sip of the coffee.
The coffee here was much cheaper than Casablanca, but the quality was also much worse and the taste was bland. He put down the cup after two sips and turned to look at the street under the night sky through the window.
But if someone were to observe carefully, they would notice that Feng Chou's eyes had long lost focus. His mind was definitely not on the street outside the window.
The information that Kent casually said made Feng Chou unable to help but have a myriad of thoughts.
After devouring more than half of the delicacies in front of him, Kent finally stopped. He took a big sip of the coffee, which was now only warm, and sighed in satisfaction.
While Kent was eating, Feng Chou also sorted out the waves in his heart. He looked at Kent, who was leaning comfortably on the chair, and chatted with him about the new happenings in Tailun City …
After Kent had eaten his fill, the two of them left the coffee shop.
Before they left, Feng Chou asked Kent to exchange contact information. Sheriff Kent was more than happy to be able to establish a relationship with a Baron. Even though this Baron looked very down and out, he was still a Baron.
For Feng Chou, it was not a bad thing to get to know a sheriff in a city that he was unfamiliar with.
The two of them exchanged contact information, and Kent enthusiastically flagged down a horse carriage for Feng Chou.
Watching the horse carriage gradually disappear into the distance, Kent thought back to what had happened today and shrugged. He turned and walked back to his residence.