If it were other reporters, in the face of such a strict-mouthed and inconsequential little role as the little shoe-shiner, they might have given up a long time ago and would not have wasted this time.

But Roman's character is very stubborn.

The harder it is for people to speak, the more she thinks there is material.

"I'll go find Doug. With that, Roman left the police station.

However, when she walked out of the police station and bathed in the sun, she did not go to Doug in the first place.

Instead, he treated the little shoe-shiner like Doug, and planned to start with the people around the shoe-shiner.

Although the little shoe-shiner has a lot of contact with every day, the interpersonal relationship is very simple.

Fired his newspaper and couldn't remember that they had ever hired such a person.

For newspapers, there are all ghosts who want to be newsboys, and one salary is lower than the other.

They don't have to remember who has ever been a newsboy, they just have to choose the lowest price.

As for the shoeshine, there is not even an employer, and no one remembers.

In addition to Doug, maybe he will be remembered when he shines his shoes. Only the police officers who came to blackmail him almost every day as if they were checking in for work.

Those policemen don't know his name, but recently they will sigh that the bully is gone.

There is hardly any interpersonal relationship at work, and the interpersonal relationship of the little shoe-shiner is focused on the family.

And his family composition is also very simple.

The father is nowhere to be found, not even who it is. Some are just mothers and a few younger siblings.

"Are you Luck's mother?" said Roman, dressed in clean clothes, and under the surprised gaze of the slum, he came to the little shoe-shiner's house, and asked the woman who was washing clothes at the door.

"I ...... Be...... Who are you?" asked the little shoeshiner's mother, tentatively.

"I'm a journalist. Roman said politely.

She took a few pieces of candy out of her bag and gave them to the children of the little shoeshiner's mother.

The children were so happy that they stuffed the candy into their mouths without even peeling off the wrapper.

"Peel off the candy wrapper and eat again. She reminded.

When she finished reminding, the children took out the saliva candy from their mouths one by one and peeled off the wrapper.

However, after peeling the candy wrapper, they did not throw it away, but carefully licked the little sweetness left on the candy wrapper.

When Roman saw this, his nose was sour.

However, her behavior won the favor of the little shoe-shiner's mother. She pulled out her hand as thick and red as a carrot from the cold autumn water, wiped it on her dirty clothes twice, and said to Roman, "What do you want to ask?"

"I want to ...... Ask about Doug Claydon. ”

"Doug Claydon?" pause as the little shoeshiner's mother wiped her hands, she shook her head and said, "I don't know." ”

After saying that, he put his hand deep into the cold water, fished out the clothes of the rich people inside, and continued to rub them on the washboard.

Her abnormal behavior made Roman even more concerned.

If the little shoe-shiner is tight-lipped, it can be described as personal character.

But what secret did her mother have to keep when she seemed to be an ordinary poor woman, anyway?

"Tell me, I promise you, I won't talk to anyone without your permission. Roman assured.

The little shoe-shiner mother, who was being called by an honorific title for the first time, shook her head, glanced at the children who were licking the candy and said, "No, I want to think about my children's future." ”

"Is it Doug Claydon who threatens you with your child and won't let you speak?" Roman asked.

These days, Doug looks like a perfect man in every way.

It's not bad to be perfect, but Roman doesn't like to be perfect.

At this moment, she seemed to see a glimmer of perfect rupture dawn, as if a cat smelled camphor grass, and she became energetic.

"No, don't talk nonsense. The little shoe-shiner's mother's expression suddenly became serious, and she began to shout, "Get out! You are not welcome here!"

"I ...... I don't mean ......," Roman quickly explained.

"I don't care if you have bad intentions or not. You go!" exclaimed the little shoe-shiner's mother.

The little shoe-shiner's mother, though she was only a poor woman, was not stupid.

Ever since she made an agreement with Doug that day, she understood what Master Doug was pursuing.

The name that Lord Doug is after!

And an inexplicable reporter came to his place to find himself.

said that no matter what she said, she would not tell others, is such a person credible?

When! Yes! No!

Lark has been delivering newspapers for more than a year, and quite a few people have talked about the newspapers.

Whatever the situation in the newspaper reports, it can be seen that the reporters are bastards anyway!

All kinds of bastard reporters, using all kinds of means to collect evidence, ruining other people's families, and pursuing only some false truth!

In the past, when the little shoe-shiner's mother listened to her son's reports, she just listened to it for a while, as a pastime after heavy work.

She never thought she would cross paths with journalists.

And now, the reporter took the initiative to come to the door, but she didn't want to ruin the children's future because of a few words!

The place where the little shoe-shiner family lived, although it was only a slum, was a predominantly Irish slum.

The Irish are poor, but united.

Hearing the little shoe-shiner's mother shouting for everyone to get out, the neighbors, as long as they were at home, gathered here with sticks and stones in their hands, trying to drive away the uninvited guests.

Seeing this, Roman knew that the interview could not go any further.

She handed the little shoe-shiner's mother a business card, and suddenly remembered that she might not be literate, so she said, "My name is Roman, and I work for the New Haven Daily." If you have something to say, you can go to the New Haven Daily office and find me!"

With that, she quickly left the slum.

The poor have almost nothing, and therefore have nothing to fear, and what they will do, Roman is not sure.

"Rag, go to the printing and dyeing factory from the same path you always go to play, and tell Master Doug that a bad female reporter is coming to my mother!

The mother of the little shoe-shiner summoned the oldest and most clever child besides Lac.

Rag, who was still smiling and licking the candy ball just now, saw his mother's serious expression, and responded with the same seriousness, "Yes! Mom!"

With that, he slipped into the gaps of the dilapidated buildings of the slums that adults couldn't pass through. From there, take the trail as quickly as possible to the Clayden Printing and Dyeing Factory across the road from the slums.