Victory High School is one of the best private schools in the state's capital, and many of the children of the elite are sent to attend here, just like the Royal Academy, and it also admits ordinary students who have a particularly good academic record, and gives generous scholarships so that they do not need to be distracted by anything other than studying.

Any school is essentially a business, but this business takes on too many social responsibilities, which is enough to make some people ignore the fact that "paying money" and "reaping results" is no different from paying for things in a store. Since it is a business, and education is regarded as a commodity, it is natural to show the best commodity, that is, these civilian students. They are more aware that knowledge can indeed change their destiny, so they study harder to get more potential customers to look at this school.

When the bell rang for the end of school, the sound of vehicles starting in the parking lot of the school kept coming, and luxury cars kept driving out of the campus and disappearing into the road. Then some students on foot walked out of the campus.

Ernes saw a student walking with his head down, his school uniform a little white, and his feet were not wearing expensive leather boots, and he immediately leaned in.

The student glanced at Ernes with some vigilance, moved away a little, and continued to lower his head to bypass Ones, when Ernes greeted him very politely, "This classmate, there is something I want to consult with you." Then he took out two ten-dollar bills, which may be a day's pocket money for the children of rich and powerful families, but for the children of these commoners, it is the salary of their parents for a week to two weeks.

The student immediately stopped his steps, glanced at the money in Ernes' hand a little shyly, and then looked at him, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

In a place like Zhisheng Middle School, where the children of powerful families gather, there is nothing to do as a civilian student. Whether it is money or personal experience, it is difficult to reach these children with special talents. Some people may think that the knowledge and achievements are within their reach, which is just a beautiful self-consolation. No matter how good their grades are, they will be able to enter the Royal Academy in the future, and they will come out in the end to work for these students.

Even if you can enter the old and new parties with a little talent, you are still a subordinate of the father of these classmates, and it is the most inconspicuous subordinate.

Therefore, many children with good grades are very aware of this, they do not have any advantage in front of those classmates who are born with talents that others cannot surpass, and naturally they will not be stupid enough to look down on these classmates, let alone look down on money and power.

Faced with the twenty dollars in Ernes's hand, this classmate realistically decided to serve the twenty dollars once, as long as he did not trample on his dignity.

"Do you know Richard?", Ernes pointed to the café not far away, "Let's go over there." ”

As the two walked outside, the student said, "I know him, and there is no one in Victory who does not know him, and he is our prince because his father is Mr. Governor." A flash of envy and jealousy flashed in the student's eyes when he said these words, Richard had a poor academic record and a poor athletic record, but he was always the most popular person. The most powerful people in the school were around him, and the beautiful girls were always willing to lie in bed and let him take advantage.

Just because his father was the governor, it was very unfair, but it was very fair, because the word fairness had not served the lower social strata of the empire since its inception.

Ernes smiled, he could see that this student didn't like Richard, which was what he wanted, the two crossed the street and walked into the tea restaurant, Ernes asked for a more remote place, ordered a few recommended dishes here, and continued the topic just now, "I know that the next words may make you wary and misunderstood, so I need to explain in advance, I'm not a bad person, I just want to impress his father through Richard." ”

"Yes, I am no different from 'those people' in your understanding, but I am more sincere. ”

The student nodded, he was tempted by twenty dollars does not mean that he is a fool, if the man in front of him is a kidnapper or something, if they kidnap Richard and get caught, maybe they can trace it to him. He couldn't tell the truth, even if Ernes said it now, he wouldn't tell the whole truth, he needed to protect himself, and his family still needed him to change.

Ernes directly put twenty yuan on the table and pushed it over, "Next, for every question, there is a return of ten yuan!"

While he was trying his best to get close to Richard, there was also a group of people looking for him, as well as his master.

"This is a photo of Solo and Ernes, I hope you can remember what these two people look like as soon as possible, and honestly I have broken the rules by doing this!", in a café opposite the Imperial Bank, a bank staff member placed two photos on a table, surrounded by a group of young men wearing peaked caps, trench coats, and plaid vests and white shirts. There was a very special aura about these people, which made him a little disgusted and a little frightened.

These people may have been gang members, and he could guess that the purpose of these people looking at the photos was to find the man named Solo and Erness. He did so because someone called him and told him that if he didn't, it would expose the scandal of his collusion to take loans from the Imperial Bank. This will not only ruin his reputation, but will also allow him to eat prison for the rest of his life.

He walked back and forth a few steps a little impatiently, urging, "Okay, no, the time is almost up, I can't be off duty for so long!!"

A chubby guy in a bowler hat and a dark trench coat walked over with a smile and shook his hand, "My children haven't remembered what these two guys look like, please wait a little longer!", the guy shook his hand vigorously.

As soon as he tried to break free, he felt something in his palm that made him uncomfortable. He knew what it was, he dealt with these things every day, how could he not know?

It's money, a roll of money, at least one or two hundred dollars. His expression softened suddenly, and he saw a threatening look in the fat man's eyes in addition to the money in his palm. He froze for two or three seconds, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Okay, no way, who made us friends!", he also shook his wrist vigorously, and the moment the fat man let go of his hand, he put the money in his hand into his pocket.

"That's right, we're friends!", the fat man put his arm around his shoulders and laughed loudly.

One by one, the young men walked past the table, and then stayed for more than ten seconds, firmly engraved the characteristics of the two people in their minds, and then moved out of the way.

The whole process lasted for more than half an hour, and when all the young people left, the fat man slapped the bank staff on the chest and said, "Today's coffee is good, we'll get in touch another day!"

The bank staff sighed, he retrieved the two photos on the table, quickly returned to the bank, and found the file of the temporary signature authorization, and repasted the photos of the two people.

Let's hope I won't get into trouble for him!

Wish.......

Dozens of young men soon scattered around the city, relaying the characteristics of Solo and Ernes to their friends, streetmates, and some intelligence traffickers, and then staring at the upscale establishments. Durin told them by phone that they must be here, and that they must be in and out of high-end places, and that they must find them and keep an eye on them.

On the other side, after chatting for about forty minutes, Ernes paid two hundred yuan and then politely sent the student away, the money was well spent, at least he thought so. The governor's eldest son, Richard, has a hobby, like many young people, and he likes to fool around. Those entertainment places were crazy to attract this extraordinary young master of the family, and the more vulgar the place, the more he liked to go.

According to the classmate's confession, Richard might have been in a bar called "Little Wildcat" at night, and he frequented that place and was a regular customer there. And he'll also take some people with him, and they're said to be going crazy there.

This is good news, Ernes contacted the person who sold grimace mushrooms here through his family connections, spent two hundred yuan to buy ten copies in his pocket, then called a taxi, said the name of the Little Wildcat Club, and persevered for twenty minutes under the driver's strange eyes and strange atmosphere, lost a ten-dollar bill and did not ask for change, and left the taxi directly.

He stood on a remote street some distance from the "light", looking at the twitching of neon lights with many broken tubes, and his heart was a little drummed, and it didn't feel good here.

The damp ground with no sunlight all year round and the faint smell of decay in the air, and the moaning that came from nowhere gave him goosebumps, he shook his trench coat and knocked on the iron door of the bar with his head down.

Yes, there is an iron gate, not the kind of bar that is completely open.

The small window opened, revealing a somewhat gloomy eye, "I don't know you." Ernes took out a ten-dollar piece and shook it in front of the small window, and the man continued, "I don't know you!"

Ernes was a little embarrassed, he directly took out the fifty yuan bill, and the eyes of the man inside became relaxed. He drew back the fifty-dollar bill, closed the small window, and after a moment the iron door opened with a bang.

Ernes hesitated, but duty forced him to puff up his chest and pluck up courage to step in, and less than five steps after he walked through the iron door, a guy covered in muscular bumps and tattoos laughed and slapped ...... on his ass.