The oyster shells collided with the iron plate, and soon a cup of steaming milk oysters was brought to Charles.
Charles was about to pay when Old John waved his hand to stop him. "This time it's my treat. Today is the Island Landing Festival and my business is very good. I don't need this."
Charles took a banknote from his wallet, shook his left hand, and the money flew directly into the cash box. "Next time, I just happen to have some change."
Without waiting for him to speak, Charles, holding the milk oysters, quickly walked into the crowd and disappeared.
"Alas, this kid is so successful now. I wish I hadn't gotten off the boat."
Old John said this with some emotion, and reached into the cash box for a few times. Suddenly, he was surprised to find that the banknotes that just flew in contained half a piece of gold.
While eating the milky oysters, Charles looked around at the performances on the roadside.
In order to attract popularity, the theater next door put the stage on the street, and actors in various costumes were performing a new drama with rich body language.
The story seems to be about the love story of the Governor of Coral Island.
Standing by and watching for a while, the audience shook their heads. Everyone on the island knew that Governor Nico was heartless and fell in love with every woman he met. It was absolutely impossible for him to do something like committing suicide for love. This was completely fabricated.
Walking and stopping among the celebrating crowd, Charles gradually integrated into the joyful islanders.
"Dad, look, he's the uncle who stabbed me with a knife that day!"
Hearing the child's voice, Charles turned around quickly and saw Lily's family looking at him in horror across the street.
"What a fate, I actually meet them here." Charles, in a good mood, nodded at them.
Mr. and Mrs. Oliver seemed to be frightened. Without saying a word, they quickly picked up their daughter and ran to the simple police station next to them.
Charles chuckled and continued walking forward. He came across a circus where a rare lion was roaring in a cage, causing the islanders to scream.
Flying trapeze, clown unicycle, lion jumping through fire ring, all kinds of performances were performed in front of Charles. Only then did he realize that the entertainment on the island was so rich and colorful.
Although he didn't know if it was effective, he felt that his mood had improved a lot after participating in these festival celebrations.
After wandering around outside all day, he headed home with all kinds of delicacies, including cheap grilled spider crab legs and expensive grilled beef elbow.
These were all for Lily. Although he was full, there was still a mouse at home that had not been fed.
"Lily, I brought you some--" Charles' words stopped abruptly as he pushed open the door. There was an unexpected person in his room.
Elizabeth, who had dressed up carefully, rushed over excitedly.
Charles was about to speak when his mouth was blocked. Elizabeth's enthusiasm was beyond his imagination.
"Wait...rat." He said vaguely.
“I drove them out.”
The two of them were very close, and as Elizabeth spoke, a faint sweet breath blew on Charles' face, and he felt light-headed and dizzy as if he were drunk on fine wine.
Charles suddenly stepped on the door with his left foot, and it closed with a click.
After a long time, Charles, lying on the bed, looked at the ceiling, feeling the soft body in his arms, and his head started to hurt again.
He originally thought that everything with this woman was over, but he didn't expect to be entangled with her again.
Elizabeth looked at Charles in front of her affectionately, "This doesn't mean anything. I don't mean to pester you. Go and do your thing. If you ever get tired, come back. You will always have half the position of the governor of my island."
At this moment, Elizabeth was no longer as strong as before, but instead had the gentleness of a young girl.
Having said that, Charles couldn't say anything more. If he refused again, he would look down on himself.
Elizabeth gave him a wet kiss and left reluctantly. She was the new governor of a living island and she needed to form a capture fleet.
Charles exhaled, got up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom.
When Charles, feeling relaxed, came out of the bathroom, he saw the white mouse Lily pacing anxiously in the house.
"This guy has such a keen nose, could she have smelled something?"
Charles quickly walked to the window and opened it. When he turned around and was about to speak, the torn red bra on the ground beside him made his eye twitch slightly.
Lily didn't pay any attention to this. She ran to Charles and said anxiously, "Mr. Charles! The big guy was taken away by the police!"
Charles' expression immediately turned serious. "James was arrested? What on earth is going on?"
"The tall sister gave me a lot of echo coins and asked me to go out and buy food. Then I went to grill fish, but the fat man refused to sell it to me and hit me with a broom. Then I—"
"Get to the point!" Charles threw his coat over himself, grabbed Lily and jumped out of the window.
"I went to find the wife who wanted the big guy, and I wanted to buy some bread there. When I got there, I saw a lot of blood in the store. The sister was lying on the ground crying. I asked her and found out that the big guy had been taken away by the police."
"Do you know which district it is?"
"Yes, in the seventh district. My friend went into the detention center and saw the big guy was locked up inside. Someone was beating him with a stick."
Sitting in the steam car, Charles soon arrived at the 7th District police station. The four-story building dyed black was particularly eye-catching, and people in black uniforms were coming in and out.
Charles walked in and after a quick inspection, he went straight to the director's office.
As soon as the door opened, I saw an elderly man in police uniform writing something with his head down.
Charles pulled the stool away and sat directly in front of him, "Did you just catch a guy named James here?"
Looking at the attire of the young man in front of him and smelling the fishy smell of the sea, Director Renault's face suddenly changed.
He is most wary of guys on the sea. No matter who they are, everyone doesn't take their life seriously. They don't care about the identity of the police. After killing someone, they will just drive the boat away to other islands.
Renault waved his hand, and the man holding a pistol at the door shrank back.
"May I ask you are?"
"Charles, the man you captured is from my crew. How much do you want to release him?"
"Your crew member has killed someone, how can you let him go?" Renault's eyes widened.
"Do you think I'm the first one to come to Coral Island? How many times have you captured Little Ear from the Sea Snake Gang? How much money did you get? Of course, if you don't agree, I can solve it in my own way."
(End of this chapter)