In the name of the true god

Upon arriving at the temporary rest room for prison guards in the special ward of the prison, Jude was surprised to find that he was actually the first one to arrive today.

He leisurely changed into his prison guard uniform, and before he could even sit down, Fat Allen walked in.

The two exchanged a glance, and even though they only trusted each other in the lounge, they did not take it lightly and discussed taboo topics.

"I'm planning to go to the pet store with my brother after get off work tonight. If we find a suitable kitten or puppy, we'll buy them together," Jude said to Allen in a casual tone as he sat on the bench.

Allen opened the wardrobe, took out a hanger, and hung up his casual coat: "So, are we going to the pub for drinks again tonight?"

"No, let's see tomorrow."

"it is good."

"By the way, do you have any pets?" Jude asked curiously.

"No." Allen knew what Jude really wanted to know when he asked this question, so he tacitly explained his reason in advance: "Although I like small animals, I'm usually too busy with work to take care of them. If I suddenly feel like it, I usually go to the zoo in my spare time."

Visiting the zoo?

Jude felt as if a light had suddenly been pierced through his eyes.

Yup!

Visiting the zoo is much more convenient than having a pet, as you don't have to worry about taking care of animals and can observe as many different animals as possible!

However, from another perspective, prison guards don't have enough rest time. Compared to going all the way to the zoo, it's naturally more convenient to go home and observe the pets.

After a brief deliberation, Jude decided to get a dog and a cat, which would help him learn the basics of the similarity law and also relieve his boredom.

When the demand for imitation increases significantly in the future, we can then look for more suitable targets in the zoo.

"Then I'll go to the zoo when I have time, and we can keep each other company."

"Can."

"What are you talking about?" The vain Colin strode into the lounge with an air of nonchalance. "Huh? The captain hasn't come yet?"

"We were talking about pets," Allen replied casually. "The captain probably went to give the warden his routine report."

"Pets? Who wants to keep one?" Colin didn't rush to change his clothes; he first crossed his legs, sat down, and lit a cigarette.

Jude chimed in, "I... want to have a dog and a cat."

"Wow, two at once?" Colin chuckled, exhaling a puff of smoke. "If you ask me, someone as young as you should come with me to more social dances. Meeting a few beautiful ladies, isn't that more interesting than raising pets?"

They keep talking about ballroom dances...

It seems like Colin doesn't have many forms of entertainment besides going to dances...

Jude had initially considered going to a dance with Colin when he had some free time to broaden his horizons. However, as he increasingly felt that Colin was unreliable, he gradually abandoned this idea: "The suburbs aren't very safe, so it's best not to go out at night if possible."

"Didn't Deputy Warden Steele make an exception and provide you with a handgun? If you still feel unsafe walking at night, why not buy a car and go wherever you want?" Colin casually suggested.

These words struck a chord with Jude.

car.

Prison guards can only get half a day off every two weeks, and they usually don't get off work until almost 8 p.m.

Whether it's going to the police station to meet Detective Stefan Nolan, visiting the zoo, or making any new arrangements in the future, it will inevitably involve traveling between the city and the suburbs.

Taking the tram is cheap, but it takes up a lot of time.

After all, taking the tram requires waiting at the station for ages, and in order to serve residents in different areas as much as possible, tram lines usually take long detours...

Or do you really want to buy a car?

Connor, the older brother, gave seven thousand gold grams, and Steele, the "brother and sister-in-law," gave ten thousand gold grams.

Seventeen thousand gold coins is definitely a considerable fortune, and it's not impossible to use a portion of it to buy a car.

"Hey, how much do cars usually cost?" Jude asked first.

Colin's eyes lit up: "You really want to buy it? A regular car, or a high-end one?"

"Let me find out first." Jude didn't rush to state his position.

"You've really caught a good time. A few years ago, a classic Lyle Model T would have cost at least four thousand gold grams," Colin said, sitting up straight as if he knew a lot about cars. "Now they're all mass-produced, and the price has dropped to around fifteen hundred gold grams. If you still think that's too expensive, you could probably find a used one for a thousand gold grams..."

A car can be bought for just over a thousand gold grams?

Isn't that equivalent to about a year's salary for an average prison guard?

Jude had assumed it would cost at least ten thousand. If it were a thousand gold, less than a tenth of his assets, he wouldn't even need to consult his brother Connor.

However, it would be best to ask his brother Connor to intervene.

Connor has a wide network of connections, so getting him a car at a low price is definitely more reliable than buying it yourself.

Ok……

Having a brother is great!

"If you're buying a high-end car, there's no limit. I know a few big brands, and the price is over ten thousand gold coins, which is simply unaffordable for ordinary people like us. Of course... you're a different story," Colin said with a sigh.

A car weighing 10,000 gold...

Absolutely unnecessary!

A regular car for everyday use will suffice!

Jude nodded: "Thanks, I estimate I'll buy a cheap used car at most."

"Okay, having a car is better than nothing." Colin was sensible enough not to interfere too much with Jude's decision.

noon.

It was time to go to the heresy ward to distribute food and empty the sludge buckets to the implicated wizards and resonators.

This time, Jude secretly made arrangements with Allen and went to the north cell again.

When he arrived at Vincent Monroe's cell, he expertly squatted down and pulled open the partition: "Do you need the sewage bucket emptied?"

Vincent Monroe craned his neck and looked around. "Alan Granger told me that you're willing to help the Descent of Gods rescue us."

"Yes, but this matter requires careful consideration and cannot be rushed." Jude deliberately gave Vincent Monroe an extra piece of bread. "I've come here to ask you a very important question. Did you go to prison specifically to see me, or were you simply arrested unexpectedly for attempting to assassinate His Majesty Leonard?"

While investigating the fat wizard's identity and studying the law of similarity, Jude did not forget to further investigate the logic of the timeline.

In the normal timeline, he met Vincent Monroe, who was also imprisoned, in prison, and then came up with the idea of ​​entrusting Edmund with the task of having Vincent Monroe help him in prison.

But by a twist of fate, Edmund's commission turned out to be Vincent Monroe waiting for him in prison.

This creates a paradox.

If he hadn't met Vincent Monroe in prison, the commission would never have come about.

Vincent Monroe only came to the prison after he had entrusted Edmund with the task.

So here's the question—

Where did the idea of ​​entrusting Edmund to me come from?

Which came first, the commission or the client?

Impossible. Why would I have made a request if I hadn't met Vincent Monroe?

What about the subsequent commissions?

That's impossible. If he only decided to commission Vincent Monroe after meeting him, how could Monroe have ended up in prison because of him?

This matter is of utmost importance.

He had to get to the bottom of this.

Vincent Monroe's next reply, instead of clearing up his doubts, nearly drove him to a mental breakdown: "Edmund sent me."