48 Hours a Day

When Zhang Heng ended his questioning of the money-robbing teenagers, the sky began to diminish.

Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to report to the patrol, but while there was still time to find a small restaurant, he settled the dinner first. He ordered a marinated fish, a barbecue with a small piece of goat cheese, served with a bowl of coarse oatmeal paste, so many things cost less than six cesters.

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

The price here is about half that of the outside, but the corresponding amount and taste are so-so, and the ingredients used for Zhang Hengspot's barbecue are somewhat suspicious. It doesn't taste like chicken or rabbit meat anyway.

Of course, considering the cost-effectiveness ratio is not a problem for the money-saving parties, the main or safety issue that really prevents people from eating outside, especially after dark, is robbery and theft is only a small matter, and it may be possible to give away all their lives.

When Zhang Heng ate, he saw two more diners fighting to rob a waitress. The winner finally went upstairs with that beautiful waitress, and the loser left the restaurant with his head covered. Similar things were everywhere. Zhang Heng had no interest in watching anymore.

After dinner, he came to the patrol's quarters.

It was a compound, but it was actually a dangerous building. The previous owner was beaten to death by the tenants on the top floor when the rent was collected. The body was hidden under the bed. It took half a month before it was discovered. The perpetrator was eventually caught by the patrol personnel and sent to the arena to feed the lions, but how to deal with the building became a problem.

Because the deceased landlord lived alone, without a wife and children, the dangerous building was eventually taken over by the patrol, which became the patrol's base in the area.

And not only did the patrol's crew live here, but their families moved with them into the apartment without paying rent.

When Zhang Heng arrived at the door, he thought he was in the wrong place because there were no signs related to the patrol, no facilities such as a training ground, the only small piece of empty space was covered with clothes to dry, in addition to two large cylinders of pickled vegetables and a table that had been repaired to half.

“Stand still, or I'll shoot you in the eye!” It was a little boy, at least dressed like this, shaved a short hair, wore a short sleeve that was slightly bigger for him and bruised on his face, presumably left behind by a fight.

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

Zhang Heng raised his hand, indicating that he was not carrying any weapons, while being polite, "Is this where the patrol is based? ”

“Yes, what happened to you, getting beaten up and the money stolen? Or was he beaten up and robbed? Or did you come here to report a crime?” The little boy keeps asking, but he's not relaxed, "you don't look like someone here. Why are you here? ”

As a result, Zhang Heng hasn't spoken yet, and a voice came from behind the little boy, "He's the new to the patrol, put away your slingshot, Via, the girl shouldn't play with this stuff all day long. ”

“But I don't take slingshots. Who's gonna defend you when you leave the patrol?” Via was dissatisfied.

“This is where the patrol was stationed, and no bad guys dared to come. ”

“Who said that last week we lost two clothes, last week we lost half a bag of wheat, and...”

“The theft cannot be solved,” the man who appeared afterwards was somewhat helpless, "and half of the thieves and thieves in Rome lived here. ”

Although Pannonax gave little information to Zhang Heng about any of the patrols, the latter had learned the basic information about the patrol members well over the course of the afternoon.

He knew that the typical Roman soldier image in front of him was Alice, who had a brilliant body and bronze skin, had followed Olerio to beat the Makomanni and fought bravely, but unfortunately he was shot in the calf shortly after the war. Although there was no fear of his life, he could no longer stay in the army and accumulate his military skills. He had to return to Rome and join a patrol to maintain law and order in the city.

He is said to have good strength, but because of his leg injuries, it is difficult to do it now.

Zhang Heng proactively extended his hand, “Zhang Heng. ”

“Alice.” Alice also shakes hands with Zhang Heng.

This time it was Via's turn to interrupt, and she shouted, "Zhang Heng? Are you the Orientalist who won the Flavi Circular Theatre? Wait, you're new to the patrol?” She turned to Alice, "Dad, why didn't you tell me the most legendary gladiator in Rome was joining you? ”

“Because this has nothing to do with children, do I have to report to you on every job I do? Don't be like your mother. Ask questions all the time.” Aris is impatient.

“But it's a big deal, didn't you always complain that the patrol didn't have anyone to fight, making it difficult for you to enforce every time,” Via was so excited, "now that you have the Flavi Circular Theatre champion, you can't beat them. ”

“The situation here is not that simple, nor can it be solved by one person.” Aristotle, "your mother's cooking dinner. Why don't you help her? Besides, we're going to call the patrol guys downstairs at night, and we're leaving. ”

“You suck at excuses every time you send me away. ”

Even so, the girl went upstairs with her old dog, but when she left, she deliberately looked at Zhang Heng twice more, like she was measuring a monkey in a zoo.

“I'm sorry, my daughter doesn't have any manners at all, and of course, this place probably doesn't use that stuff either.” Aristotle.

“It's okay, I've been used to being seen that way since I took the crown.” Zhang Hengdao, "Luckily, he didn't lose a piece of meat. ”

“Well, to be honest, I didn't expect a big man like you to join a patrol in the area. ”

“I'm just a gladiator, not a big shot.” Zhang Heng shook his head.

“But I heard that you were valued by His Majesty the Emperor, didn't you? I heard that you wanted to come here and save up some political capital, plated gold or something, but I regret to tell you, you may have picked the wrong place. ”

“Why do you say that? ”

“You heard what I just said to my daughter, this ghost place is in Rome City, but it's completely different, this is a huge gutter, thief, bandit, villain... you can imagine all the scum basically living here, this place can't be changed by one person, even if you are the champion of the Flavi Circular Theatre. ”