Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 9 Catherine Gilamann

"It's nothing more than a little effort. Picheng and Zuan are two cities of one body, and they are both citizens of the two cities. Why do you and I divide each other?"

Marcus smiled modestly, then looked at the time, and if he didn't hurry to the academy area, he might be taught a lesson by Grayson.

"Your family's household registration has been confirmed. There must be many things to deal with. I have to go to perform official duties. Let me leave."

After speaking, he nodded slightly to the two and walked away.

Looking at Marcus' tall and straight back, Xia Sha couldn't help sighing: "This law enforcement officer is really a good person!"

Hearing his wife's heartfelt praise, Ilodan showed a complex expression, and said in his heart that it may not be certain, if you heard the conditions put forward by the law enforcement officer at the beginning, I should collect your body now.

Seraphine wore special earplugs, so she couldn't hear her parents' comments. She just tilted her head, staring at Marcos's back with her big beautiful eyes, quietly lost in thought.

During the short time when one of the earplugs was taken off, she heard an interesting soul who seemed to have very great ideals and... troubles?
……

"It's over, it's over, you are so nosy, you must be late now!"

Marcus quickened his pace and decided to bleed heavily once in a while, and hire a carriage to drive to the academy area to save some time.

You can't be scolded by Grayson just to save money, can you?

Thinking that he was about to spend money in unnecessary places, Marcos felt that his heart was bleeding.

or……

Just let Grayson scold him?
Anyway, it won't lose a piece of meat!

What could be more important than saving money?
"Mr. Gilaman, you are here. The sheriff has been waiting for you in the office for three hours."

Not far away, a private carriage stopped, and two women walked out of the carriage, and a middle-aged man in the uniform of a law enforcement officer greeted them at the door.

"Three hours, anyway, that old guy in Nigtim will stay in his office forever, what's the difference between just three hours and not waiting?" The unsmiling middle-aged lady put her hands together in front of her body, Showing an aristocratic posture: "You have to persuade that lazy guy, if he doesn't exercise anymore, he won't live long even if he retires.

He's almost fat as a pig. "

"Yes yes yes, I have persuaded him, many times! Many of us have persuaded him, but he insisted on going his own way, always telling us nonsense like 'life is still...and good food'."

"Oh, I think if he continues like this, he may retire early, maybe..."

The three walked away quickly, and their voices gradually became smaller.

Marcus raised his hand and waved to a carriage parked not far away. Taking advantage of the gap when the groom drove the carriage over, he turned his head and watched the three enter the law enforcement bureau.

That unsmiling middle-aged woman is obviously the legendary Councilor Gilaman. It has to be said that a councilor is a councilor. In public, especially in front of the Law Enforcement Bureau, she will spare no effort to hurt the sheriff.

It's just because no one can do anything to her because of this. If a civilian were here, he would have been arrested by no less than ten law enforcement officers who wanted to show off.

Marcus curled his lips, and his eyes fell on the young girl with long hair and a shawl next to the middle-aged lady. She has a pair of slender legs that are enough to make most women jealous. Wrapped in tight leather pants, she outlines a charming the lines.

"Since the middle-aged lady is Councilor Gilaman, then the one who can follow her must be her daughter—Catherine Gilaman?" Marcus shook his head regretfully, what a beautiful girl, Why is it a Lala?

In the near future, I don't know how many men in Piltover will have their dreams shattered because of this.

At this moment, the Irodan family also came out of the Law Enforcement Bureau, and he happened to pass by Catherine and the others with Seraphine in his arms.

Marcos found this historic scene a bit interesting.

Because in the future, Catherine Gilaman is an avid fan of the superstar Seraphine, and she will never miss a concert held by a superstar.

And because she had already become the deputy sheriff at that time, in order to listen to a concert of Seraphine, this Piltover policewoman known for her "integrity" did not hesitate to use her privileges to arrange her work to the concert site To maintain law and order.

Speaking of which, Catherine has a little relationship with herself.

The carriage for public transportation stopped in front of him, and with the help of the groom, Marcos got into the carriage.

Tell the coachman the destination, and the carriage will move slowly to speed under the driving of the other party.

He was selected by Grayson after graduating from the Law Enforcement Academy to become her subordinate and practice with her.

At best, it can only be regarded as half of the other party's students.

But Catherine is different. The daughter of a congressman's family likes to play with sniper rifles since she was a child. As the deputy sheriff with the best marksmanship among all law enforcement officers in Piltover, Grayson naturally became Catherine's shooting teacher.

It is said that in a shooting competition two years ago, Catherine Gilaman was the best and won a target from Grayson.

But Marcus knew that there was a shady scene in that game. Grayson released the water at the last moment. She raised her gun and aimed at the final target before Catherine, but did not pull the trigger.

That competition was Catherine's first honor.

Because of this, the former owner 'Marcos' didn't have a good impression of Catherine, thinking that she was a young lady who didn't eat the fireworks of the world.

So although the two of them have the hub of Grayson, they don't have a good relationship with each other, not even a nodding acquaintance.

"I remember that when the explosion happened, Catherine seemed to be at the scene. It was only because of some coincidence that she was not injured by the explosion like Jess."

Marcus put the newspaper-wrapped tome notebook on his lap, tapped the edge of the book unconsciously with his fingers, frowning in thought.

"It seems that because of the explosion, Catherine wanted to become a law enforcement officer. The reason why her mother took her to see Sergeant Nigtim just now was through the back door?"

Such an aboveboard and privileged behavior, if it were Marcos before, he would definitely have to sneer and slander a few words.

But replace it with a soul that has been impregnated in another socialist country. Marcos said that these are all basic operations, and he has long been used to it.

Otherwise, he, who has a master's degree from a double-material 985 school, and who grew up as a high-achieving student who was raised by a group of mothers as "other people's children", how could he fall into the position of relying on a handsome face to be an anchor to make ends meet?

Isn't it because you are arrogant and don't want to 'collaborate' with those people?

"Hey... the environment is different now, it will be fatal to go back to the way it was before."

Marcus shook his head with a sigh, shattering the pride he had always had in his heart.

Runeterra is not as safe as that socialist country. You can support your family by doing whatever you want. If you are lucky, it is not impossible to provide for your life.

Not here.

If you don't work hard to climb up here, you may become cannon fodder for a riot someday.

At that time, he will have three nos (no parents, no spouse, no offspring), and he will not even know who to hand over the pension.

"It's not enough to be the sheriff."

Marcus turned his head to look outside the carriage, just now the picture of Senator Gilaman publicly insulting Sergeant Nigtim appeared in front of his eyes, even the top leader of the highest authority in the security management of Piltover must be controlled by others.

Only by becoming a member of the Piltover Council can you have a little right to speak!
(End of this chapter)