Joe Wood District, 19 Hope Road.

It is close to the Tasok River, which crosses Beckland, and pedestrians can see through the gaps between the houses to see the slightly muddy but unusually wide water.

Mike Joseph, a reporter for the Daily Observer, stepped out of the carriage and pointed to the three-story gray-blue building in front of him, and said to Klein, who was wearing a black double-breasted gown, a half-height silk top hat and gold-rimmed glasses:

"That's Golden Rose, the best legal brothel in the Gabeckland Bridge area of Jowood, which opens at three p.m. every day and stays open until two a.m. ”

The best legal brothels in the Joe Wood and Beckland Bridge districts?In other words, there are better but not legal brothels in these two districts?Crane muttered silently, glancing at the entrance of the building with a golden rose, without a sign.

"Isn't that a street girl?" he replied casually.

"Of course, it's a higher grade. Mike led Klein to the front of the building and pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered, Klein smelled a slightly pungent mixed scent and heard a soothing but ambiguous melody.

He instinctively looked around and saw thugs in black coats and top hats standing on either side of the entrance and in all corners of the hall, which were obviously used against drunks and reckless people as a legal place to operate.

The golden hall is surrounded by a variety of sofas and chairs, and even a piano, with a dancing area in the center.

At this time, the ladies with their hair colors or blonde or brown or pale yellow or black, and their dresses are complicated or simple or gorgeous, sitting in different places, some of them are mature and charming, some are shy and immature, some are young and moving, and some are quite beautiful.

The ladies were enjoying the melody with their cheeks up, laughing and talking to each other, quietly flipping through newspapers and magazines, or dancing with the men.

Because it was only half past three in the afternoon, there were not many customers, only a few of them, and at a glance, it looked more like a formal dance party than the interior of a brothel.

"If after eight o'clock in the evening you can see some interesting performances, hehe, if there's a lady you like, go over and invite her to dance, ask her for the price in the beautiful melody, and if you can agree, you can go to a room on the second or third floor and spend some wonderful time, hey, if you are willing to spend money, you can sleep here all night. Mike tilted his head left and right, and suddenly lost his previous composure and gentlemanliness, and became slightly frivolous.

He smiled and walked into the hall and approached a young girl who was not too old, fifteen or sixteen years old at most.

Is this a show of nature, or is it a professional performance? Klein was a little dumbfounded, and subconsciously followed behind Mike Joseph.

The victim, Sheebel, was only 16 years old, and theoretically a girl of her age was more likely to be friends and knew better. At this point, Mike lowered his voice and explained.

He immediately raised his slightly sparse eyebrows, and returned to his normal volume:

"Which lady do you have a crush on?"

"I'm just your bodyguard. Klein responded with normal logic.

Mike nodded invisibly, and suddenly smiled:

"I'm not used to being watched when I'm doing that kind of thing. ”

"I'll stay outside the door. Klein understood what Mike meant, and put on a serious and professional posture.

Mike said no more, came to the young girl, bent down and stretched out his hand, inviting to dance.

Having become a prostitute at this age, Beckland is really glamorous and dirty...... Hey, there is a middle-aged and elderly gentleman with a very good temperament who patronizes here, and his temples are gray...... Crane lowered his hands and stood straight, watching Mike and the young girl move slowly in between.

After a few minutes, Mike walked back and said to Klein with a little annoyance:

"It's too expensive. ”

When the two approached, he added in a low voice:

"That girl knows Shibbel, but the owner of the house, Ms. Lopez, forbids them to communicate about it or face severe punishment, God, the poor girl even trembles instinctively at the mention of punishment, and I can imagine how horrible it is. ”

Crane sighed sympathetically but helplessly, and asked in a suppressed voice, "So, what are you going to do?"

"I don't want to cause misfortune for those girls, and I'm going to go straight to Ms. Lopez. Mike patted Klein on the shoulder and said, "Protect me!"

Klein turned to the side and solemnly admonished:

"If you encounter a dangerous situation, you must listen to me. ”

"Understand, listen to me!"

"Okay, okay. Mike raised his hands to his shoulders and nodded frequently.

As he spoke, he walked towards the single couch in the corner, where sat a lady with a charming face, a bright dress, and heavy makeup.

"If you don't want to choose to give up after dancing and lose face in front of those girls, I suggest you talk to Ms. Lopez first and figure out the price of different girls. Mike raised his voice.

The lady heard the exchange between the two, looked sideways, and slowly got up, smiling:

"Good afternoon, gentlemen, I'm Lopez, do you have a crush on the girl?"

"Yes. Mike suddenly looked the other person up and down, chuckled, and said, "I admire you." ”

I'm glad you too...... It's like coming home in this kind of place...... The corners of Klein's mouth twitched.

Lopez's expression was stunned for a second, and then he smirked:

"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well today, you should know that women have times of discomfort every month. ”

Seeing that there was no way to turn Lopez into the room to communicate, Mike was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly became serious:

"Ms. Lopez, I'm a journalist, and I want to know from you about Shibel, and here's my ID. ”

Lopez's face suddenly became gloomy, and he replied impatiently:

"I've already told the police everything I know, you should go find them!"

"Sheebel was a wandering orphan who was adopted by me, and that night she accepted an invitation from a guest to spend the night at the other's house, and died on the way back early in the morning. ”

"All right, please leave, or invite the lady to dance. ”

As he spoke, Lopez waved his hand to the two thugs next to him.

Crane took a step in front of Mike Joseph and escorted him back to the hall, and the two thugs saw this, and drove him away without recklessness.

After taking a few steps, Klein lowered his voice and said:

"She's lying. ”

"Huh?" Mike tilted his head in amazement.

"Her gaze wanders when she speaks, she doesn't dare to look at you directly, but she looks at you quietly, which shows that she is lying and watching your reaction, and she is very defensive and looks very restless. Klein calmly gave an analysis.

Mike opened his mouth and sighed after a few seconds:

"You are indeed a great detective, and you can only discover these useful details if you have a keen eye for observation and excellent reasoning skills. ”

It's just because I turned on my vision and observed that Lopez's mood color was wrong...... Everything else is an afterthought...... Klein smiled and said:

"Thank you for the compliment, it's time for us to go. ”

Mike Joseph looked back at Lopez and saw that she was walking towards the side door of the hall, as if she was going to her own lounge, and the side door was in the corner of the corner, and the neighborhood was very deserted, and what was happening there was not visible from many parts of the hall, and there were also two thugs guarding outside.

"Perhaps, we should follow Ms. Lopez and observe her reaction afterwards, maybe the anxiety just now will make her do something......" Mike suddenly looked sideways at Klein and said, "Can you get rid of those two thugs quickly?"

"Sir, I am only responsible for protecting you, and it is against the law. Crane responded with a smile.

"I'll add money! 5 pounds if there is a fight!" 10 pounds if we run away and there is a fight!" said Mike Joseph, gritting his teeth.

"Deal!" Klein reached out and shook his hand.

Then, the two of them went around in a circle, avoiding the two thugs before them, and quietly came to the side door.

"Guest, please get out of here. One of the thugs stepped forward and stopped Klein and Mike Joseph.

"I'm sorry, we'll ...... right away," Klein politely bent down to apologize.

At that moment, his right fist slammed out and slammed into the abdomen of the thug in front of him.

The thug instinctively covered his lower abdomen and bent his body into a bow, while Crane, who had regained his uprightness, raised his left palm and slashed at the back of his head.

Syllable!

The thug fell to the ground and fainted, and his companion apparently did not expect such a situation, staring blankly, not having time to react effectively.

Klein immediately slid over, stretched out his right palm to cover his mouth, and punched his left fist in the abdomen.

Bang!

The thug stooped down and spat out the undigested food, and Crane withdrew his right hand in time to slash down.

At the same time, he held the opponent with his left hand, causing the thug to fall to the ground slowly without making a plopping sound.

After glancing at each other, Klein twisted the handle, pushed open the side door, and flashed inside, while Mike Joseph buried himself and followed briskly.

Why are you so skilled...... You're just a journalist!, Klein sneered, walking lightly but quickly down the floored hallway.

Suddenly, they heard Lopez's voice:

"Tell Caping not to send anyone over lately!"

Klein looked at Mike beside him and noticed that he was also confused.

At this time, they heard Lopez's footsteps coming down the hallway again.

"Let's go!" Klein grabbed Mike and ran to the entrance without looking back.

In the process, he closed the side door and broke the lock, so that the people inside could not get out for a while.

Then, the two of them walked briskly through the hall as they pretended nothing had happened, approaching the exit, and drifting away in a faint voice of anger.

Coming to the street outside, Mike breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed sincerely:

"I've been through quite a few similar scenarios, but never once was it as simple and easy as it is today. ”

"Thank you, I need to go back and find out who Caping is. ”

As he spoke, he took out his wallet, took out a five-pound note, and muttered:

"But frankly, your price is really expensive, which is equivalent to half a week's salary for me. ”

"But you can be reimbursed, can't you?" Klein replied with the corners of his mouth upturned, and then asked with some concern, "Aren't you afraid that Lopez will find your newspaper office based on your credentials and call the police to arrest you?"

"That's a fake document. Mike Joseph spread his hands familiarly.

"......" Klein can only express his deep admiration.

After seeing Mike get into the car and leave, he walked diagonally to the opposite side, waiting for the public carriage and keeping an eye out for anyone to chase him out.

Just then, a horse-drawn cab drove slowly and stopped in front of him.

A middle-aged and elderly man in a black coat stepped out of the carriage and nodded to Klein.

His blue-eyed and thin-skinned face and gray temples were the same old gentleman Crane had seen in the golden roses.

He is not a customer of Golden Rose...... Like us...... Crane suddenly had such a realization.

"Hello, I'm Atsinger Stanton, the detective who assisted the police department in this case, can we talk?" the middle-aged man pointed to the carriageway.

PS: It will be updated in advance in the early morning