Mystery: Start with the Reader

East End, Black Palm Street.

On a summer night, even the wind brought a bit of heat. Aitris, who was wearing a full set of workers' uniform, was sweating, and she couldn't help but miss the days at sea. Although it was very humid and hot there, she could light up casually. With shoulders down, unlike in Backlund, even in the East Borough, the act of completely taking off his shirt will attract attention.

After an unknown amount of time, without a map, he came to a familiar intersection with his intuition, which was the place he stepped on a few days ago.

There are very few gas street lights here, and only one or two can be seen from a distance. If the dark clouds did not cover the red moon tonight, Ai Triss believed that many sections of the road would be too dark to see clearly.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard a burst of shouting and cursing from ahead:

"Get up! Get up for me!

"You can't sleep here, son of a bitch!

"Streets and parks are not places for you lazy shit to sleep!"

Ai Tris was stunned, and the words corresponding to "Poor Law" immediately popped up in her mind, and she understood what was going on. When he was a policeman, he did similar things during night patrols. He thought it was nothing at first, and he did it to maintain the laws of the kingdom...

But ever since she went to the world outside Backlund and truly experienced the life of the poor at the bottom, even after she was woken up by a stick while sleeping in the park, Aitris had doubts about the legitimacy of her previous behavior. So much so that I often wonder...is that really correct? Why do the gentlemen of the two houses of Congress enact such inhumane laws?

He once asked this question to his guide in the extraordinary world, "The Strongest Hunter" Mr. Anderson.

I remember Mr. Anderson sneered at that time and replied: "Because those congressmen can represent the interests of the nobility, the interests of the factory owners, the interests of the church, and even the interests of the emerging classes, but none of them are the real bottom poor. , of course not speaking for them."

Afterwards, Mr. Anderson also told him that papers on this kind of sociology and political science can even fill more than a dozen large bookshelves in Lemburg University, but it is useless to discuss it clearly. The world is powerful after all. What people say counts.

Ai Triss expressed her yearning for Lunburg University after listening to it. Who knows that Mr. Anderson couldn't stand up straight from laughing on the spot, then threw him a test paper and told him not to do it if he didn't get a score of 85 or above. Dreaming.

Then, his "dream" was completely awake, because he didn't know any of the questions in that test paper...

remember here,

Ai Triss shook her head, throwing away those messy thoughts, then identified the direction, and walked to the street on the right.

The streets of this generation are controlled by the Huili party. They control a large number of street girls, soliciting customers in bars and road edges to do some indescribable activities.

This block can be regarded as a "prosperous" area in the East District. The various buildings are relatively good, and the environment on the street is not so dirty. The air is filled with oyster soup, fried meat and fish, and ginger left by street vendors. The taste of food and beverages such as beer and the fishy smell of fish and aquatic products.

Aitris didn't care to observe the environment here. He quickly came to a slightly old apartment. Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl walking out of Broken Ax Alley on the other side of the street. She was wearing A dark yellow shabby dress that had been mended countless times, and she was holding a vocabulary book in her hand.

And behind her was a girl who was slightly older than her, about seventeen or eighteen years old, also wearing an old skirt, she was chasing her sister's footsteps, while complaining that her sister was walking too fast, completely Don't wait for her.

But they soon saw Ai Trisi standing in front of the apartment door, and the older girl's expression darkened immediately, and she scolded, "Why are you here again? You are not welcome here!"

At this moment, her younger sister tugged at her sister's sleeve, then turned around and said politely and distantly to Ai Triss: "Sir, I know you are a gentleman of high moral character, but you have already sent my father's belongings as promised. Bring it back and fulfill your promise to him, so don't disturb our life any more, okay?"

Ai Tris smiled reluctantly, and said in a low voice: "I just saw that you have not moved out of the East District for so many days, and I want to ask if there is any difficulty... Is it because the money is not enough... After all, I owe Sam... "

"Sir, this is the East District." The younger girl didn't say much, and only emphasized this sentence.

Ai Triss was silent for a moment, then understood. This is the Eastern Borough, the most chaotic place in Backlund. If the women of this family move suddenly, I am afraid that a fool will know that they have got a windfall, and it is impossible for me to provide protection at any time... Maybe the extra money given before will be harmful. lost them.

"Sir, we are already very grateful to you. At least my mother doesn't have to be so tired anymore... So, don't bother us anymore, okay? Your presence will only make us more dangerous." The younger girl emphasized again , but the voice was lowered a bit.

"Okay..." Aitris finally nodded helplessly, then handed her the two letters, and said, "If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved, take this letter to the police in Jowood District. The Bureau is looking for Sergeant Farthing, he will provide some help after reading the letter... As for the other letter, if there is something that even Sergeant Farthing can't do, take it to 'Detective Hero' Brian, I believe You have heard his name."

"'Hero Detective' Bryan?" The two girls didn't want to accept the letter, but they changed their minds when they heard the name, and even asked in disbelief, "You...do you still know Detective Bryan?"

"Yes, I recognize him...you look up to him, you admire him very much." Aitris was a little surprised, deeply feeling that the effect of all the words she just said was not as good as mentioning a name.

"Detective Blaine is our 'hero' in the East District. He rescued sister Janice from the next street from the gang-controlled company in the dock area." The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl replied with sparkling eyes.

"Aunt Kelly's family was also rescued by him and Ms. Arbiter. He is a real 'hero'." The girl's sister also said excitedly.

That fellow Abner has a great reputation! I really envy……

While thinking sourly in her heart, Ai Triss took the opportunity to chat with the two girls, and was somewhat relieved to learn that they had just returned from the night school established by the church.

But even though Abner's name was mentioned, the two girls were still very wary of him. Aitris had to regretfully leave this dilapidated apartment filled with damp, steam, and mixed with various smells into a stench, and decided to wait to find him. Help them in a suitable way to repay Sam for saving his life.

After seeing Aitrisi turned and left, the younger girl looked at his back and couldn't help sighing: "Actually, this gentleman is a good person. My mother just didn't want to get in touch with him too much, and didn't blame him. the meaning of……"

"I know, but so what? The news he brought made my mother sad! And...that man, I don't admit that it's my father!"

...

After bidding farewell to the two girls, Aitris turned and returned to Black Palm Street, entered the temporary residence she rented here, changed into a more convenient attire for walking at night, and then headed towards another gang-controlled neighborhood.

There was something he hunted.

...

late at night,

There was a "click".

Abner, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly heard a small voice coming from his ear.

He woke up immediately, turned on the gas lamp in the room, and stroked the "Light Ring" ring, ready to be activated at any time.

Woo!

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew past without warning, and the light of the gas lamp suddenly turned dark green.