��Bansi Port has not been rebuilt, and there are no passenger ships leading there. Verdu, who cherishes the opportunity of "teleportation", can only rely on unconventional methods.

To Bansi? Alger frowned immediately.

He knew exactly what Bansi meant, but he didn't understand why Verdu wanted to go to Bansi at all.

There should be nothing there!

No, even if the church razed Bansi, some abnormalities remained there, and the church did not find out what problems Bansi was hiding at the beginning... As a cardinal, Alger is entitled to read some confidential documents , including the record of the Church of the Storms' actions against Bansi.

In addition, he also learned more from Mister Fool and Gehrman Sparrow from The World.

After thinking about it, Argel quickly made a decision, and was going to let his shadow guards arrange a pirate ship for Verdu.

In this regard, Alger knew a lot of key people, so he didn't need to come forward, or in his own name.

Of course, in Rorsted Islands, smuggling ships are often equal to pirate ships.

Sitting on a chair in the police station, I watched the two men in black and white checkered uniforms open and close their mouths alternately, as if talking about something.

The one on the left has an indifferent face, as if he has seen too much misfortune, and the one on the right is still a little green, with a little pity in his eyes.

I didn't feel pain, and I didn't regret the stabbing. At that moment, I even felt that I was relieved, and the warm blood sprayed on my body was like the salvation given by the gods.

I only regret that when I was young, I was so fanatical about chasing money, sacrificing my dignity, my body and my freedom.

In the past few days at the police station, I have gained enough peace to think deeply about this issue, more thoroughly than I have thought about it for many years:

Lack of determination and immaturity were at the root of my mistake, but that doesn't mean they were all.

Since I was a child, the education I have received has told me that hard work and hard work are for a large house, floor-to-ceiling windows with sufficient lighting, more than three servants, a garden lawn that belongs to me alone, silver or gold-inlaid tableware, and decorations. A dinner full of delicious food, a dance party with melodious music, etc., etc., etc.

The newspapers and magazines I read told me over and over again that only those who are decent enough can be called the middle class, the pillars of this kingdom, and those who are elegant, excellent, not vulgar, and have character , who possesses both compassion and knowledge.

At the same time, they also told me what is decent, decent is beautiful skirts, clothes that match different occasions, expensive skin care products, cosmetics, exquisite and fashionable ladies' handbags, a concert, a meal of afternoon tea , a party full of style.

And this switch is calculated as gold pounds, gold pounds, and gold pounds.

It must be admitted that it is everyone's instinct to pursue a better life, but when a girl is told this in every aspect she can come into contact with, when the mainstream thought of the whole society is decent, refined and elegant, what does she think? It's hard not to be influenced.

I don't know what this phenomenon is called. I only know that if all this is not changed, tragedies like mine will continue to appear, more and more.

And at that time, someone would definitely scold: "Look, these money-worshiping girls, they sold their souls!"

Subconsciously, I turned my head and looked out the window, saw the beautiful and prosperous world, and saw the bright red blood flowing in this world.

"Miss Tracy, are you listening to us?" A voice pulled back my thoughts, and it came from the young policeman.

I smiled at him and didn't tell him that I was thinking about some philosophical issues just now.

It's ridiculous that a gold digger who sold her soul would think about such nonsense while being questioned by a police officer.

The policeman nodded and said to me: "Miss Tracy, you are going to go to court next, and we will arrange a lawyer for you.

"I'm sorry, but the witness was not left behind, only the statement, which is quite detrimental to you."

"It's okay." I said to him calmly.

I will try my best to defend myself, and I will frankly repent for the crimes I committed, and I only hope that I can have a new life in the future. JrNovels.com