East End, Black Palm Street.

On summer nights, even the wind was a little hot, and Edith, who was wearing a full worker's suit, was sweaty, and couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the days at sea, where it was also hot and humid, but she could be bare-chested very casually, unlike in Beckland, even in the East End, where the act of completely taking off her shirt would be noticeable.

I don't know how long later, without a map, he instinctively came to a familiar intersection, which was the place he had stepped on the other day.

There are very few gas lamps here, only one or two can be seen from a distance, and if it weren't for the dark clouds not obscuring the red moon tonight, Edith believes that many sections of the road would be so dark that it would not be easy to see at all.

As he walked, he suddenly heard a shout of scolding in front of him:

"Get up! Get up for me!

"You can't sleep here, bitch!

"Streets and parks aren't a place for you lazy shit to sleep!"

Edith was stunned, and the corresponding word "Poor Law" popped into her head, and she understood what was going on. When he used to be a police officer, he did a lot of similar things during night patrols, and at first he thought it was nothing, and he did it to protect the laws of the kingdom......

But since she went to the world outside of Beckland, truly experienced the life of the poor, and even woke up with a stick while sleeping in the park, Edith has doubted the legitimacy of her previous actions, so much so that she often thinks about it...... Is that really true? Why would the members and gentlemen of both houses make such unsympathetic laws?

He had asked this question to his guide in the otherworld, Mr. Anderson, the "Strongest Hunter".

I remember Mr. Anderson sneering and replied, "For those councillors can represent the interests of the aristocracy, the interests of the factory owners, the interests of the church, and even the interests of the emerging classes, but none of them are really poor people, and certainly will not speak for them." ”

Later, Mr. Anderson told him that papers on sociology and political science of this kind could fill a dozen large bookshelves at the University of Lemburg, but it was useless to discuss them clearly, and that the world was ultimately dominated by powerful people.

Erices expressed her yearning for the University of Lemburg after listening to it, and who knew that Mr. Anderson laughed on the spot, and then threw him a test paper, and told him not to dream without a score of 85 or more after completion.

Then, his "dream" was completely awake, because he could not ...... any of the questions in that test paper

Remembering this, Edith shook her head, throwing away the clutter of thoughts, then took a turn and walked towards the street on the right.

The streets of this generation are controlled by the Whei Party, who control a large number of street girls, soliciting customers in bars and on the roadside to do unspeakable things.

This neighborhood is also considered a "bustling" area in the East End, with relatively good buildings, not so dirty streets, and the smell of oyster soup, fried meat and fish, ginger beer and other food and drinks left by street vendors, as well as the fishy smell of fish and aquatic products.

Edith had no intention of observing the environment, and he hurried to a slightly old apartment, and was about to enter, when suddenly he saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl walking out of the broken axe alley on the other side of the street, wearing a dark yellow shabby dress that had been sewn up many times, and holding a vocabulary book in her hand.

And behind her was a girl who was a little older than her, about seventeen or eighteen years old, also wearing an old dress, and she was following her sister's footsteps, and complaining that her sister was walking too fast and did not wait for her at all.

But they soon saw Edith standing in front of the apartment, and the older girl's face immediately sank, and she said, "Why are you here again?" You're not welcome here! ”

Her sister tugged at her sleeve at this point, then turned back to Edith politely and detachedly, "Sir, I know that you are a gentleman of good character, but you have brought back my father's relics as promised, and fulfilled your promise to him, so don't continue to disturb our lives, okay?" ”

Edith smiled reluctantly, lowered her voice and said, "I just saw that you haven't moved out of the East End for so many days, and I want to ask if there is any difficulty...... Isn't the money enough...... After all, I owe Sam ......"

"Sir, this is the East End." The younger girl didn't say much, only emphasized.

Edith was silent for a moment, then realized. This is the most chaotic place in the East End, Beckland, and if this family moves suddenly, even a fool will know that they have a windfall, and it is impossible for them to provide protection at any time...... Maybe the extra money will hurt them.

"Sir, we are already grateful to you, at least Mother doesn't have to be so tired...... So, don't bother us anymore, okay? Your arrival will only make us more dangerous. Again, the younger girl emphasized, but her voice was lowered.

"Okay......" Edith nodded helplessly, then handed her the two letters, and admonished, "If you encounter something that you can't solve, take this letter to the police station in Joewood District and find Sheriff Fasin, he will help him when he sees the letter...... As for the other one, if there's something that even Sheriff Fasin can't handle, take it and go to 'Hero Detective' Brian, whose name I'm sure you've heard. ”

"'Hero Detective' Brian?" The two girls didn't want to take the letter, but when they heard the name, they changed their minds, and even said incredulously: "You...... Do you still recognize Detective Brian? ”

"Yes, I know him...... Look at the way you look, I adore him. Edith was a little surprised, and felt that she might as well have said so much to mention a name.

"Detective Brian is our 'hero' in the East End, and Sister Janice on the next street was rescued from the gang-controlled company in the docklands." The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl replied with sparkling eyes.

"Aunt Kelly's family was also rescued by him and Miss 'Arbiter', he is a real 'hero'." The girl's sister was also a little excited.

Abner's fame! I'm so envious......

While thinking sourly in her heart, Edith took the opportunity to talk to the two young girls, and was somewhat relieved to learn that they had just returned from the night school established by the church.

However, even with Abner's name, the two girls are still wary of him, and Atrith regretfully leaves the dilapidated apartment filled with moisture and smells, deciding to repay Sam for saving his life by waiting to find a suitable way to help them.

After seeing Atrith turn away, the younger girl looked at his distant back and couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, this gentleman is a good man, and his mother just doesn't want to have too much contact with him, and she doesn't blame him......"

"I know, but so what? The news he brought made my mother sad! And...... That person, I don't admit it's my father! ”

……

Bidding farewell to the two girls, Edith turned back to Black Palm Street, where she rented a makeshift accommodation and changed into a more convenient outfit for walking at night before heading for another gang-controlled neighborhood.

There were targets for his hunt.

……

In the middle of the night,

"Click".

Abner, who was asleep, suddenly heard a small voice in his ear.

He immediately woke up, twisted the gas lamp in the room, and rubbed the "Halo of Light" ring, ready to be activated.

Woo!

At this moment, a cold wind blew without warning, and the glow of the gas lamp suddenly turned gloomy green.