Chapter 827 Patrol Station

After Zhang Heng finished questioning the money-grabbing teenagers, the sky began to darken.

Zhang Heng did not rush to report to the patrol team, but took advantage of still some time to find a small restaurant and finish dinner first. He ordered a pickled anchovy, a barbecue and a small piece of goat cheese to go with it. A bowl of grits cost less than six sesterces for all this stuff.

Zhang Heng also took advantage of this meal to learn about the consumption level of this place.

The prices here are about half of those outside, but correspondingly, the portions and taste are just so-so, and the ingredients used in the barbecue Zhang Heng ordered are also a little questionable. It doesn't taste like chicken or rabbit anyway.

Of course, considering the cost-effectiveness, this is not a problem for those who save money. The main thing that prevents people from outside from coming to dine is safety. Especially after dark, being robbed and stolen is just a trivial matter. It might cost you your life.

While Zhang Heng was eating, he saw two diners fighting over a waitress. The winner ended up going up to the second floor with the pretty waitress, while the loser stumbled out of the small restaurant, covering the back of his head. A similar thing happened in There are places everywhere, and Zhang Heng has no interest in reading any more.

After dinner, he came to the patrol station.

It was said to be a residence, but in fact it was a dangerous building. The previous owner was beaten to death by the tenant on the top floor while collecting rent. The body was hidden under the bed. It took half a month for it to be discovered. The perpetrator was eventually caught by the patrol. The people were caught and sent to the arena to be fed to the lions, but what to do with the building became a problem.

Because the dead landlord lived alone without a wife or children, the dangerous building was eventually taken over by the patrol team and became the patrol team's station in this area.

And not only did the patrol members live here, but their families also moved into this apartment with them without paying rent.

When Zhang Heng just arrived at the door, he thought he had gone to the wrong place, because there were no signs related to the patrol team, and there were no facilities such as training grounds. The only small open space was filled with clothes to dry. In addition, there were There were two large vats of pickled vegetables and a half-repaired table.

"Stand there and don't move. If you come any closer, I'll shoot you out of the eyes!" The one who spoke was a little boy, at least in terms of appearance. He had a short shaved hair and was wearing a jacket that was a little too big for him. He was wearing short sleeves and had bruises on his face, probably from a fight somewhere.

At this moment, he was holding a slingshot in his hand and aiming at Zhang Heng vigilantly, and there was an old dog following him.

Zhang Heng raised his hand to indicate that he did not carry any weapons, and at the same time politely said, "Is this where the patrol team is stationed?"

"Yes, what happened to you? Were you beaten and had your money taken away? Or were you beaten and had your money taken away at the same time? Or are you here to report a crime?" The little boy continued to ask, but he did not relax. Be alert, "You don't look like someone from here, why are you here?"

As a result, before Zhang Heng could speak, a voice came from behind the little boy, "He is a new member of the patrol team. Put away your slingshot, Weiya, girls shouldn't play with this kind of thing all day long."

"But if I don't take the slingshot, who will protect this place when you leave the patrol?" Weiya said dissatisfied.

"This is where the patrol is stationed. No bad guys dare to come here."

"Who said that? Last week we lost two pieces of clothing. Last week we also lost half a bag of wheat, and..."

"Theft cannot be solved," the man who appeared later said helplessly, "Half of the thieves and thieves in Rome live here."

Although Pannonax hardly introduced any information about the patrol to Zhang Heng, the latter already had a basic understanding of the patrol members in one afternoon.

He knew that the man in front of him who looked like a typical Roman soldier was Aris. He had a burly figure and bronze skin. He once followed Aurelius to fight against the Marcomanni. He fought bravely, but unfortunately he died not long after the war started. He was shot in the calf. Although his life was not in danger, he could no longer stay in the army and accumulate military merit, so he had to return to Rome and join the patrol to maintain law and order in the city.

It is said that his strength is good, but because of his leg injury, it is difficult to fight with others now.

Zhang Heng reached out his hand and said, "Zhang Heng."

"Aris." Aris also shook hands with Zhang Heng.

This time it was Weiya's turn to interrupt. She exclaimed, "Zhang Heng? Are you the Oriental who won the championship at Flavi Amphitheater?! Wait, are you a new member of the patrol?" She turned to look at Aris, "Dad, why didn't you tell me that the most legendary gladiator in Rome was going to join you."

"Because this matter has nothing to do with children, do I need to report every official matter to you? Don't be like your mother, asking questions all day long." Aris said impatiently.

"But this is a big deal. Haven't you been complaining before that the patrol team has no one to beat, making it difficult for you to enforce the law every time?" Weiya was full of excitement, "Now you have Flavi Circle." The champion of the Shape Theater cannot beat you."

"The situation here is not that simple, and it cannot be solved by one person." Aris said, "Your mother is making dinner, why don't you go and help her? In addition, go and ask the person who will be patrolling at night to be downstairs. Assemble, we are about to set off.”

"Every time you send me off, your excuses suck."

Although she said this, the girl still took the old dog upstairs, but before leaving, she looked at Zhang Heng one more time, as if she was looking at a monkey in the zoo.

"Sorry, my daughter doesn't have any etiquette at all. Of course, that kind of thing is probably not used in this place." Aris said.

"It's okay. I'm used to being looked at like this since I won the championship." Zhang Heng said, "Fortunately, I won't lose a piece of flesh."

"That's good. To be honest, I didn't expect that a big shot like you would be willing to join the patrol in this area."

"I'm just a newly freed gladiator, not a big shot." Zhang Heng shook his head.

"But I heard that you are valued by His Majesty the Emperor, right? I heard from people above that you want to come here to accumulate some political capital, gilding or something, but I have to regret to tell you that you may have chosen the wrong place."

"Why do you say that?"

"You heard what I just said to my daughter. Although this ghost place is in the city of Rome, it is completely different from other places. It is a huge stinking ditch where thieves, robbers, villains... everyone you can imagine The scum basically live here, and this place cannot be changed by one person, even if you are the champion of Flavi Amphitheater."