Because Jing Yu wanted to meet a customer, he dressed in a suit, tie, and shiny hairstyle. This must have made the police mistakenly think that he was a rich person, so he acted like this. If he was ragged in clothes and looked like a passerby before, I am afraid that the police would not meddle in other people's business.

Jing Yu suddenly remembered a novel and movie he had read. Yes, it was Mark Twain's novel "Million Pounds". He could get preferential treatment from a policeman with this outfit.

After thinking about this clearly, he knew how to act like a big man. He did not directly answer this question, but elegantly took out the business card holder in his arms, took out one and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you very much for your timely help. Can you let me know your name?" Jing Yu said, "This is my business card. I will see you here for a while. If you have the chance, I hope to repay your help."

The policeman looked at Jing Yu taking out an exquisite metal box on his body, then pulled out a card from it and handed it to him. Of course, he understood what Jing Yu meant, and hurriedly took it carefully.

"'My name is Lesterred Gleason', Mr. Jing." After the police got Jing Yu's business card, they immediately found what the exquisite business card with the smell of perfume was for. Although they couldn't understand the square characters on the front, they understood the English in the reverse, but they didn't know what the numbers above and what tel and fax meant.

"Sorry, Mr. Gleason, this is my first time here. Do you know there are hotels there?"

"Of course I know, Mr. Jing, please follow me, I can take you there." The police seemed a little excited when they heard Jing Yu call him Mr. Gleason. Jing Yu's business card had his English name - Yi An. Jing, and then he immediately respected Mr. Jing, and he had to take the initiative to help him pull up the box.

Jing Yu was stunned for a moment. He was a little uncomfortable with the other party's attentiveness and asked, "Don't this affect your work?"

"No problem, sir, it's the place where I patrol, and I'm just about to patrol there." The police explained, although he had no plan before, wasn't this an opportunity for a rich foreign gentleman?

"Okay, thank you so much, Mr. Gleason." Since the police like to hear this title, Jing Yu doesn't mind calling it a few more times.

Jing Yu felt that the policeman seemed to be very flattering to him, but he also saw that the living conditions of the people around him seemed to be very poor in this era. It was normal for him to be misunderstood as a noble person. He continued to look around while thinking about it.

Although the people next to him still looked a little fierce or numb, Jing Yu felt much more at ease after having a policeman around him and relaxed.

On this wider road, you can see high lifting frames everywhere, with thick steel skeletons painted bright red, setting off the gray sky.

As the rumbling of the excavator came from a distance, Jing Yu felt the soles of his feet tremble slightly, so he curiously asked the police where this place was and what was the huge sound.

"White Chapel", the police explained, and told Jing Yu that the sound was coming from the huge construction machine that was digging new subway lines underground.

White Chapel is very clear about the place Jingyu. Later generations he once visited here specifically because it was a famous dirty and messy slum in London, and the infamous Jack the Ripper's infestation.

"Sir, your British language is very strange. Are you from the New World?" the policeman asked curiously as he walked.

"Ah," Jing Yu understood the other party's problem, but was still shocked, "I come from... China, where did I learn the language."

"China?", the police seemed to have no idea about this word, "Sir, I have never heard of this name, it must be a very far away."

Although Jing Yu didn't even hear the word "China" by Jing Yu, he didn't want to continue with this topic, so he nodded and said, "That's a very far place."

Jing Yu followed the policeman cautiously until he walked out of the alley full of crisis and came to a slightly larger road.

"Mr. Jing, this is Fleet Street, and many tabloids and publishers are here." The police told Jing Yu while walking that there were a lot of pedestrians on this road, and even a few carriages passed by from time to time. The buildings on both sides were no longer like the dilapidated alleys, but they still looked dark and uncomfortable.

"Walking forward, there are some hotels that are suitable and clean. Mr. Jing, if you think it is not suitable, you can only call a carriage to James Street, where is the highest-end hotel in London?" asked the police.

"It's okay, let's go and see what's ahead first," said Jing Yu.

The two of them didn't walk for long before they arrived at the entrance of a hotel that looked pretty neat. There was an oval sign hanging at the door with a tree painted on it, and under the tree, "Old Oak Hotel" was written in beautiful flower characters.

The police stayed outside, "This is the best hotel in Whitechapel. I am still on duty and can't get in. Sir, you can take a look. If it is not suitable, I will call you a carriage."

Jing Yu knew the policeman’s mind. If he had changed to another hotel, he would probably not be able to find him, so he highly recommended that he stay in a hotel within his patrol area. However, there was no problem thinking about it. It would be nice if he was unfamiliar with the place here, so he nodded and said, “This place is not bad, I can settle down first, stay here in the next few days. If there is anything, you can find me here.”

"Okay, I hope you can have a pleasant stay, sir." The policeman took off his hat and said goodbye to him, and waited until he entered the hotel door before turning around and leaving.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old doorman immediately came over to help Jing Yu pick up the box and entered the hotel behind him.

"Welcome, sir." A middle-aged man with a bald hair behind the counter and still wearing a pair of glasses immediately greeted him.

"Hello, I want to stay here for a few days." Jing Yu glanced at the surroundings and felt that the environment was pretty good. Although it was not as magnificent as the hotel in later generations, it was more rustic than the four-star hotel he stayed at last night.

"No problem, sir, we have a great suite here. You can't find any better in the whole Whitechapel. We are the only hotel nearby that provides gas light lighting, and the price is appropriate. Just a Florin night, the inside is very clean and tidy, and there are small rooms for servants to live in. It is best for gentlemen like you, very comfortable." The middle-aged man said enthusiastically.

When Jing Yu heard that one florin is equal to 2 shillings, the price is very cheap. He only spent 10 days living there for one pound, so he took out his wallet in his arms. When he opened it, he remembered that it was full of RMB and various bank cards, so he couldn't use it here at all.

So he asked embarrassedly: "I just came here, so I don't have money. How about I press my watch here first?" As he said that, he put away his wallet and took off the watch from his wrist and handed it to the hotel owner.

The hotel owner seemed to see Jing Yu's outfit, the colorful banknotes in his wallet, and handed over the Omega Constellation Gold Watch, and said: "Sir, you can put your luggage here first. If your money has not been exchanged, you can go to the pawnshop not far from the left to exchange it. It is said that it was introduced by Liversey of the old Oak Hotel, and he will give you a good price."

Jing Yu was reluctant to put his suitcase here, so he took his luggage out with his luggage in the eyes of the boss. When he came outside, he found that he could no longer see the policeman. He probably felt that he wanted to stay in the hotel and it would be more convenient to search for it in the future.
Chapter completed!