At first, Benjamin Lambert still had a smile on his face.

But soon, when he saw that Chen Xu was still expressionless.

Similarly, his face became serious, even ugly.

"Are you sure? Mr. Matthew? Benjamin Lambert looked at Chen Xu and then probably realized that his other party was not his own police officers, and he added.

"I mean, Mr. Matthew, is your intelligence source accurate?" Benjamin Lambert asked Chen Xu seriously.

You know, this is 1899.

And it's a big city like Saint-Denis.

Smuggling slaves, this matter Benjamin Lambert is actually not unfamiliar.

He also knew that in the Federation, in some remote places, there were still some more traditional businesses.

But he didn't want that kind of business in the city he managed.

There is no doubt that this is a huge scandal.

In a sense, the population can accept banditry like the Lemorn looters, or murders that have not yet been solved.

But there was no way to accept that there were still slave traders.

Even if the object may not be a federal person, it is a mistake in thought and values.

After all, slavery has been emancipated.

This is barbarism, this is a regression of civilization.

Once this kind of news was exposed, it would be a huge scandal for him and even for Henri Lemieux.

Perhaps this kind of scandal will not make them step down directly.

However, in the area of political value and life, it must definitely be greatly reduced.

"Of course, what my people accidentally discovered was that in the black bazaar in the lower town, some poor people who did not understand the federal language were locked up in the basement of the point pawnshop." Chen Xu said with a smile.

Regarding the smuggling of human beings, Chen Xu still has a deep memory.

When Brontë used the stolen goods of tomb robbers to plant him, Chen Xu thought of this plan.

Although he doesn't know the specific places, he remembers that in the plot of the game in his previous life, he was still able to give some general scope and key information.

Similarly, inquiring about information is a piece of cake for Milton and their former Pinkerton agents.

It didn't take much time for Chen Xu to inquire and confirm the news he wanted.

As for the smuggler, who was behind it and whether it was Brontë's subordinates, it was actually not so important to Chen Xu.

Because it's going to be buckled on the other person's head anyway.

"Yes, it can only be that place." Benjamin Lambert nodded with a serious expression.

It's different from downtown and uptown.

In the lower town near the port, you can say that there are all kinds of people.

And most of them are mainly non-German immigrants, after all, most German immigrants are only because their country is at war.

That's why I emigrated and came with a lot of money.

As for the rest of the immigrants, they came to the Federation to seek a living because of poverty and other reasons.

This quality of life is naturally different.

The multi-ethnic mix has given rise to distributions similar to various communities.

It can be said that quite chaotic, in this environment, unless killed in broad daylight.

Otherwise, one or two people are missing, and no one will be too surprised.

Even if someone goes to the police, it will not be of much use.

After all, even if it is St. Denis, this police force will be a little lacking.

Even if you help those taxpayers in the upper city, these poor bastards in your lower city are also worthy?

"I think I should take my leave." Benjamin Lambert stood up and apologized to Chen Xu.

If you don't know such an important thing, forget it.

But now he knew, like a fish bone stuck in his throat, making it difficult for him to sleep.

Once detonated, the impact is absolutely enormous.

And at this time, Henri Lemieux, who had previously gone to the toilet, knocked on the door before pushing it open.

When he saw Benjamin Lambert, who stood up and prepared to leave, he looked a little surprised and puzzled. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Director Benjamin, do you have anything important?" Henry Lemieux asked.

"Yes!" Benjamin Lambert nodded, and in simple and clear words, repeated the news that Chen Xu had just said to the mayor.

Just like him before, Henri Lemieux's expression became serious when he heard the news.

"Shocking news, we have to hurry, Brontë and their group of Yiduli people are a little too much!" Henri Lemieux gave the definition directly.

Just like Chen Xu, Henri Lemieu, as the mayor of St. Denis, has been compromising with Brontë for various reasons such as money.

Now whenever he had the opportunity, he did not hesitate to fire at Brontë.

Obviously, this time the slave incident, Henry Lemieux and Chen Xu wanted to go together.

It doesn't matter at all whether it matters or not.

They say yes, then there is!

"My men are outside, the carriage is ready, we can leave immediately." Chen Xu stood up and smiled towards Henry Lemieux and Benjamin Lambert.

"There have to be some people, and I'm not sure how many people there are on the other side." Benjamin Lambert reminded.

For his life, he still cherishes it quite much.

Especially as an ordinary police officer before, he understood how dangerous the scene on the front line really was.

So handle the case and handle the case, but let him go by himself, then it is better to rest.

"Of course, you can pass by along the way." Chen Xu nodded.

There is no proposal to let the umbrella security group under his name go.

After all, this is St. Denis, and if they let them move, it is easy to fall under the handle.

And he has already made people stare all the time, and there will not be much problem.

Leaving the restaurant, the three of them got into a carriage prepared in advance.

He was accompanied by John and Charles.

As for the action, it is far easier than expected.

I don't know if the other party thought that someone could find out, or there was no power.

Under the leadership of the people arranged by Chen Xu a long time ago, the police brought by Benjamin Lambert easily controlled the owner of the pawnshop.

And found two poor kidnapped guys from inside his basement.

Not a small movement, but also attracted the attention of countless people.

Especially when they learned that the owner of the pawnshop was smuggling slaves, everyone also exclaimed.

At the same time, the mayor accompanying him, protected by some police officers, gave an exciting speech in the open space next to the city.

After all, these people may not be able to provide him with contributions, or some profit or something.

But at the beginning of the election, it was able to provide a crucial vote.

And just when Henri Lemieux brushed his sense of existence.

Benjamin Lambert found Chen Xu.

"There is some trouble, he is not working for Brontë, the slaves are intended to be transported to the island of Guama, behind the object of Alberto Forsal, a large Cuban plantation who is also the governor of the Cuban colony of Guama, and he also has a close cooperation with Cornwall."

"So isn't that just right? He will not stand up and admit it, and will even use his own connections and abilities to help us. Chen Xu chuckled.