"Well, I'll tell you, sir, you should know about the Hungry Wolves, right?"

Arno helped Jacob and replied as he walked to his home, "Of course, the biggest gang in London lives in this city by selling some contraband items and collecting protection money from merchants."

"Evie and I were born in Crowleytown, 30 miles outside of London, Evie is my older sister, my father died when we were seven years old, and my mother raised us both ...... alone."

Arno frowned, "I'm sorry, I think I just asked you to tell me why the Hungry Wolves are chasing you, not for you to tell me about your family." ”

Jacob raised his eyebrows slightly: "These are very important, please listen to me!"

Arno lifted Jacob's arm over his shoulder and said helplessly, "Well, I think we have enough time for you to tell your story on my way home......

Jacob smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, where did I say? By the way, our mother raised our sister and brother alone, maybe because she was too tired to raise us all these years, and on the night of Christmas Eve the year before, she closed her eyes forever......"

Jacob paused: "After burying my mother, I decided to come to London, I didn't want to live in that town for the rest of my life, but Evie didn't agree to move to London, we had a big fight, and then I came to London alone." ”

Arno squinted at Jacob, "I think your sister is right, London is not a paradise. ”

"Perhaps, on my first day in London, my already small pennies were stolen by thieves, which led to who was on a bench on the street on my first night in London. ”

"It was a tragic accident. ”

"The next day, I decided to look for a job, I interviewed many merchants, but they all failed, just when I had already given up, Mr. Huerter hired me, he is the owner of a roast duck restaurant, he is very good to me, every day the food that is not sold will be left for me to eat, knowing that I have no place to sleep, let me who is in the storefront, I think he is the best person to me except my parents!"

Arnold nodded in agreement: "You are lucky to have met a good person, and now there are probably few people in London who are as kind as Mr. Huerter." ”

The corners of Jacob's mouth hooked slightly: "I think Mr. Huerter will be very happy after knowing what you say about him, just when I thought I would help Mr. Huerter for the rest of my life, the Hungry Wolf Party appeared! They came to the roast duck shop to collect protection money with machetes and revolvers, I know they come every week, Mr. Huerter will pay the protection money on time every week, but they came this time and asked for an additional penny per week for the protection fee, Mr. Huerter was very angry and quarreled with the gang of the Hungry Wolf Party......"

Arno looked at Jacob, whose face was gloomy: "Then Mr. Huerter must have suffered a lot." ”

Jacob was grossly full of tyranny and hatred: "If only a little bitterness had been good, they left the storefront, and when Mr. Huerter came home with his wife and children in the evening, they ambushed Mr. Huerter as they passed through a laneway, and his wife and children were stabbed several times, and Mr. Huerter was also stabbed. ”

"And after that?"

"The passers-by took them to the hospital, and Huerter's wife and children died on the way to the hospital, and Huerter lay in the hospital bed every day without saying a word, no matter how much I tried to comfort him and enlighten him...... Then one morning, Mr. Huerter left a suicide note and committed suicide in his hospital room......"

Jano looked at Jacob, who was in grief, and comforted: "I'm sorry that this kind thing happened, Mr. Huerter is such a kind person, it shouldn't end like this." ”

"Thank you, he wrote in his suicide note, because he has no other relatives, so he inherited the store and a property in the White Queen, and the money he kept in the bank, hoping that I can rely on his inheritance and survive in this city. ”

"What a respectable man, even before he died, he was still worried about whether you would survive in this city. ”

"He is such a respectable little old man, after I inherited his inheritance, I cleaned up the store and reopened, but the hungry wolf party came again, they asked me for a high protection fee, out of desperation, I paid the protection fee, and also hired a little girl to come to the store for an interview. ”

Jacob spoke softly, and then continued: "But, since she came to the store, the counter will be less money every day, at first I just thought I had miscalculated, but every day it was less, which made me suspicious of her, one day, I pretended to go out to buy goods, but in fact I hid outside the store to observe her, at first she was still honest work, and when the customers gradually decreased, she went to the counter and carried a few pennies into her arms. ”

Arno looked at Jacob with sympathy: "You are really in trouble......

"I was so angry that I recruited her to work in the store and paid her five pence a week, a salary that would have been unthinkable elsewhere! But instead of repaying me, she stole my money! I burst into the shop and dragged her with me, intending to take her to the police station and let the law punish her for her actions!"

"I don't think you succeeded, did you?"

"You guessed it, she fell on her knees and begged me to let her go, and I asked her why she was stealing my money, and I paid her enough to support herself. ”

"I guess it's still something to do with the Hungry Wolves, right?"

"Yes, she told me that she was addicted to du, in order to satisfy her addiction, she had stolen all the house, her parents had no money to buy contraband items for her, in order to have money to buy contraband items in the hungry wolf party, to satisfy her addiction, she chose to find a job outside, and then I recruited him into the roast duck restaurant, but 5 pence a week, how could it be enough for her to buy expensive contraband, she was addicted, she chose to steal money in my store, and finally I found ......"

Jacob paused, took a breath, and rested: "I forgave her, and in order to help her get rid of her addiction, with her consent, I locked her in the attic, and every day the food was delivered to her on time, no matter how she cried and insulted, I did not relent, until the third day, I took her breakfast and walked into the attic, I smelled the smell in the attic, and saw her lying on the bed, without saying a word, I walked over and shook her, and wanted her to get up for breakfast, but ...... Her body was cold, her bed was covered with dried blood scabs, and she committed suicide......"