Papitt saw Eric, who was overwhelmed, and reminded, "We don't buy anything." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Eric wasn't surprised: "I know, you're trying to find someone to gather information." That's a good idea. But can you guarantee that they will tell you?"

Padit immediately praised Eric for being a detective and for being sober-minded. He took out the money left over from the purchase of silver jewelry: "As long as you have this, you don't have to worry about not getting information." ”

Eric really didn't expect to have this hand. Because he never had such abundant conditions for handling cases. He couldn't help but begin to denounce the extravagance of the aristocracy in his heart. Although this is undoubtedly the most efficient way.

Papitt added, "The person we're looking for isn't here, it's next. Just come with me. ”

And somewhere??Eric realized that the market he was in was just an entrance to the underworld.

In a few moments, the two of them reached the end of the hall, and there was an iron door on the corner wall, which was stained with rust and traces of time. Without hesitation, Padpitt opened the door and walked in with a screeching metallic grind, followed by Eric.

In the doorway, several steps continue to descend. At first it was eerily quiet, only the sound of their footsteps echoed in the space, but slowly, a small noise grew louder.

The exit appears above, and it has no doors, but is designed to be open and free to enter and exit.

When they stepped into the new hall, the scene in front of them could only be described as a boom in human voices. Even the light was blindingly bright. This is in stark contrast to the quiet and dark black market just now.

Eric shielded his hand from the light and looked up, and saw that they were several huge crystal lights, which were not cheap with magical elements.

Underneath the lantern, there is a circular depression surrounded by a wall. Two people, each armed and covered in blood, were fighting in a circular area. It's blood-pumping. On top of the wall are stone steps, on which the spectators sit and laugh and shout. Others stood up excitedly and cursed something unscrupulously.

At this moment, Eric and Papitt were standing in the observation corridor at the top of the stone steps.

It is an underground gladiatorial arena.

Can such a place be built under a city? Eric wondered.

"Do you want to guess who in the field is going to win? Maybe we'll be able to make a lot of money if we're not careful. Papitt looked at Eric and opened her mouth to invite.

Will the eldest young master of the Pelos family care about this money?Eric glanced at Papitt and said sarcastically, "If you want to have fun, you can sign up for the competition." Then I'll bet all my money on you. ”

Papitt was amused by Eric, "Then you're going to lose badly, because I'm not good at hand-to-hand combat." Moreover, it is not possible to participate if you want to, because the people who participate are not ordinary people, most of them are slaves. ”

Eric was taken aback: "Slaves? Odin abolished slavery years ago, where did these slaves come from?"

"Institutions can never solve everything. The Underworld doesn't follow these rules. Moreover, many of the slaves here were exiles from other provinces, and they were forced to come here by voluntarily signing a deed of sale. Of course, I do not deny that there are indeed egregious acts of kidnapping and trafficking. ”

Padett's words irritated Eric. "You already knew that there was such a place to break the law under the Holy Capital, why didn't you report it!"

Padpitt shrugged: "Report the crime? The police station can't handle this. Because this is the existence of the acquiescence of the Holy Capital. Do you know how much money the mobile gambling money here can bring to the royal family and nobles in a day, and besides, this is a place of entertainment for them to vent their emotions, and they can't live without it. ”

The audience suddenly erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

Eric looked down and saw one of the people in the field lying unconscious. His opponent was now holding a short blade and stabbing him incessantly, stabbing several bloody holes. There was a burst of blood, and it was clear that the man would not survive.

"Well done, Thirteen! Kill him!"

"Bastard, damn Nine, this shithole is going to cost me a lot!"

Some people rejoice, some people are sad. However, most of them are rich aristocrats and wealthy merchants, and this money is only for fun. After all, they only came to relax, so they quickly regained their calm.

At this moment, the passage on one side of the round-bottomed gladiatorial arena opened, and two people came out of it. One of them pulled one of their legs and dragged the body off the ground and out of the field, disappearing into the passageway. The only thing left was the striking crimson trail.

Spectators are ready to start betting on the next game.

"This is you nobles?"

Papitt's eyes flickered, and the collar had been lifted by Eric. He could clearly see the anger burning in the detective's pupils.

"I can't see that your heart is really righteous. But don't get me wrong, the people who are doing this are all Ode nobles, and they have nothing to do with us Pyros. Can you not take this anger out on me? Papitt said unhurriedly, even if her collar was tugged on.

Speaking of which, Papitt is now Eric's boss. Although the two of them are almost the same age, Eric has no respect for Papit, who once deceived him. But now it seems that at least this boss is many times better than Inspector Editot. It was hard for Eric to imagine that Edith would not be angry after letting him pull at his collar like that.

"I'm sorry, I was impulsive. After thinking about it, Eric let go of his hand and apologized.

Padit waved her hand and straightened her collar as if nothing had happened. "Don't forget that we're here to gather intelligence. There's no time for you to solve the slave problem. He gestured to a corner of the auditorium, which was much taller and more luxurious than the rest: "We need reliable information from the steward here, and he is most likely to sit in the VIP seat with the distinguished guests." ”

Eric nodded, in understanding. He also looked towards the VIP seats.

Hmm?Eric, rubbing his eyes, looked at the VIP seat again.

When Papitt saw Eric's appearance, she wondered, "What's wrong?"

Eric's expression was a little glazed, and he pointed to the large figure in the VIP seat. "Look who that is!"

"Rowan!" Papitt was taken aback as Eric followed.

Eric stopped now, "Didn't you say that this place has nothing to do with you Pelos?"