Struggle in the Steam Age

　　 When the sun just rose the next morning, Lawrence had already packed up and walked out of the Cathedral of St. Gutenberg. After walking for ten minutes, he came to the front of Aunt Susan's tavern.

　　 "Who are you?" After knocking on the door, Aunt Susan, who was standing in the door, felt a little strange, because she found that she didn't seem to know such a young man with white hair and blue eyes.

"I'm Lawrence, Lawrence August, that young man who lived in your attic for four years." Lawrence explained quickly. After all, he has changed so much in the past few days that Aunt Susan can’t recognize it. It's normal.

　　 "Oh, it's you!" After looking at Lawrence's face carefully, Aunt Susan finally recognized his identity. "But why did you dye your hair and eyes this color? I almost didn't recognize it just now."

　　 "That's because something happened when I went to church." Lawrence explained vaguely, then he asked. "By the way, where is Uncle Jack now? I have something to find him."

　　 "Jack?" Aunt Susan looked at Lawrence and said with some concern. "Seriously, Lawrence. Although Jack is not a downright bad guy, I suggest you don't get too close to him. After all, you have graduated from college now and have a very good future in the future. Let's People discover that you have been in contact with Jack will damage your reputation."

　　 "Well, thank you." Lawrence nodded, and then took out his chartered detective's certificate. "But I have to find Jack because this is for official business."

　　 "A chartered detective? It seems that our young Lawrence is also doing well." As the widow of the non-commissioned officer, Aunt Susan recognized what this certificate means. "I will find someone to call Jack now."

　　 Speaking, Aunt Susan walked to the entrance of the pub and asked the child in the deli across the street to give a few words. The child quickly nodded and ran into the deli and disappeared.

　　 Twenty minutes later, Lawrence walked towards the decaying factory area under the leadership of Jack who hurried to the tavern. Along the way, Jack enthusiastically introduced Lawrence to the real situation of their destination.

"The place we are going to is on the bank of the Bran River, which is also one of the earliest textile workshops in the city. However, after the invention of the steam engine, those water conservancy textile factories were slowly obsolete and eliminated. Of course. As a result, the entire land was also shelved and abandoned."

"Until 15 years ago, I don’t know what happened. The textile factory that had been completely abandoned suddenly caught fire one night, and then the factory was completely burnt to ruins. Fortunately, there were very few people in the factory late at night. , So no casualties were caused."

"After the fire, the factory owner found that the cost of rebuilding the factory in this place was too high, so he chose to build a new type of steam-powered textile factory elsewhere, and the workers had already gone to the new factory before that. The ruins were slowly abandoned and forgotten, and later they naturally became a hiding place for some gangs."

　　 "Which gangs are hiding there now?" After Jack said that this was the hiding place of the gangs, Lawrence immediately asked, after all, what he was most worried about in this operation was the role of gang members.

　　 "Many, as far as I know, there are three or four gangs that use that ruin as their base." Jack scratched his hair subconsciously. "Do you have any specific information."

　　 "It's—" Lawrence said, took a note from the pocket of his clothes and looked at it. "The second building of the dormitory attached to the Barracuda Textile Factory."

　　 "I know about this." Jack suddenly realized it. "That was the headquarters of the Spindles. The factory owner sold the dormitory buildings after the textile factory closed down. At first, these dormitory buildings could attract tenants as low-rent housing, but later it was too far away from other factories. Slowly, no one is renting, and it eventually becomes a gang base. Because of this, the name of this gang is all related to the textile industry."

　　 "What's the specific situation of this spindle?" Lawrence asked curiously. After all, as the gang occupying his destination, he felt it necessary to make this investigation clear.

　　 "Not long ago, the Spindle Gang should be the top three big gang in this area." Jack thought for a moment and said. "But I don't know exactly what the situation is now, because they split and are in chaos."

　　 "A big gang in the top three is now in chaos?" Lawrence asked curiously. "What happened to make such a large gang chaotic?"

"I don't know much about the specifics. After all, I am only active in Ms. Susan's tavern and nearby residences." Jack shook his head gently. As the leader of a small gang, he didn't know the inside story of these big gangs. It's normal. "But I heard that it was because their gang leader first took a big task and said he could unify the gear zone, but suddenly he fell into the water and drowned when he was drunk, and then the police took it away with an unprecedented seriousness. Most of the backbone of the Spindle Gang."

　　 "After the gang's high-level leaders were almost completely wiped out, the whole gang split into several and began to fight for rights. With the squeeze of other gangs, so now the Spindle Gang is in decline."

　　 "Then it's easier for them to enter the headquarters?" Lawrence muttered softly. He felt that if the other party was in chaos, he shouldn't care about himself.

　　 "For outsiders, it is much harder to get in now than in the past." Jack shook his head. "Because the several existing leaders of the Spindle Gang want to unify the Spindle Gang, the factions split from the Spindle Gang are busy looting for turf nearby. As far as I know, they have been fighting every day in the past few days. Sometimes we will use some guns. Fortunately, the two of us did not meet on the road just now~www.wuxiahere.com~Who owns the building of the Spindle Gang headquarters now?” Lawrence asked his most concern.

　　 "No one." Jack shook his head and continued. "In the beginning, the No. 3 character of the Spindle Gang took a group of people to occupy the place, and then another group attacked the building at night to change hands. That group of people just beat and beat, and the building also changed hands two or three times. . Until a week ago, maybe too many people died in the room, and ghosts appeared in that building."

　　 Jack shuddered at this point, as if something terrible nearby was staring at him.

　　 "The news I got said that the ghost in that building didn't hurt people." Lawrence asked in a puzzled manner when he looked at Jack with his face full of fear.

　　 "Who said that?" Jack's eyes widened. "When I was a child, the neighbor’s kid was in the Spindle Gang. When he was drinking, he told me that he was in that building the day the ghost came out. As a result, he saw a lot of terrible things. There were even two gang thugs who were confused and killed by illusions. The other party died."

　　 "As for the ghost you said didn't hurt anyone--" Jack shrugged. "You know, in this ruined area, unless there is a lot of trouble, no one will count this thing."

　　 "No wonder the reward for this task is 50 points." Lawrence woke up instantly, after all, he learned from other people that generally this kind of incident processing would only give 15 to 20 points at a time. It seems that the church also knows that the information is unreliable, so it has increased the pay.

　　 Just as Lawrence was thinking about this, Jack stopped and pointed to a dark shadow in front of him. "Look, the place you are going is there, but I can only send you here. If I go any further, they will see them as provocative if they find out."