Three minutes later, the civil servant held a copy of the note in his hand and said to the homeless man:

"Mr. Mueller, you were kicked out of Shelter 19 for stealing public property, so ...... You just lied to me! Saying that you have no criminal record, do you think you can get away with it? No way! ”

"Wronged! They framed me! Because there were so many people in the shelter, they made up charges to kick people out! ”

"Shut up, you shameless Hanako! Stop quibbling! Let me see your archive...... Is there any sin left......

In addition to being kicked out of the shelter, you were accused of stealing bread, defecating openly, cheating in gambling games, and gambling with lead-filled dice...... Stealing asphalt from the municipal engineering construction team? What do you want asphalt for? ”

The homeless man held his head in frustration: "Brush the asphalt on the shack, and when it dries, it will be waterproof and windproof." ”

"Oh, you poor boy...... Do you even understand this? Educational? ”

"Yes, sir, I studied at the Frostleaf Private School in St. Faralus."

"Good guy, the tuition in that place is not cheap, your family must be a big family."

"It's just that I have some spare money, and I don't have to worry about eating and drinking, but that's all in the past, sir, and I have nothing now."

The civil servant suddenly became interested: "I want to hear it." ”

"My family used to be in the slave business, and there was a stall in the market, where slave slaves were collected cheaply from slave ships, and then sold to factories to earn the difference in price.

After the alliance between the Valstans and us, the kingdom completely banned the slave trade, and my family's business was over.

My mother went back to her parents' house, my father died of depression, and his property was taken away by creditors, and my fiancée never left me, but her family forced her to go to other places, and relatives and friends were unwilling to help, so I had to live on the streets. ”

"Miserable...... Friend, to tell you the truth, I sympathize with you, you must be very resentful of the Varstadians for being a wealthy family and about to get married. ”

"Hate...... I hate it...... I can't wait to devour that tyrant empress alive......"

The civil servant sighed: "Hey, the grasshopper shakes the tree, you know it's impossible,

It's good to be able to live, we are all Solan people, we should take care of each other,

Mr. Muller, you have some small cases, civil disputes, and you don't go to jail, and I can pretend that I haven't seen you, so there is no need to go to court for civil compensation. ”

"Thank you...... Mr...... Questions about finding a job......"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Muller, your situation is completely inconsistent with the regulations of the Labor Bureau, the Royal Government will not help you assign a job, and there is nothing I can do, let's go."

After speaking, the civil servant began to pack up the things on the table and prepare for the end of work.

Muller eagerly lay down on the table and said to the small window:

"So what do I do? Do the homeless deserve to starve? The shelter doesn't want me, it's hard to get relief supplies, I don't have a job, I don't have a family to rely on, I can't live anymore! ”

"Shhhh Be quiet, and if you lure the security guards over, you'll be arrested. ”

The civil servant whispered; "I'll give you a suggestion, don't mention that I said it, the underground square of Beacon Street in the lower city has a hole,

People call it the underground labor bureau, and people with criminal records go there to find work.

There are small workshop owners and gang bosses who recruit cheap black workers there, you can try your luck, it's too late today, go again tomorrow, good luck, sir. ”

"You're so kind!"

In this way, the homeless man Muller dragged his tired body through the small half of the city and returned to the filthy slums.

Blessings are incomparable, disasters are not one-way, and the scene in front of you is devastating;

The dilapidated hut where he was sheltering had collapsed, apparently not by the wind, but by deliberate vandalism, and the felt and planks were nowhere to be found.

The home is gone, and the heart is broken again.

Mueller stood there and cursed angrily for half an hour, and then he was tired, and the ground was too cold to lie or sit, so he could only squat down and rest,

There was a cigarette butt on the side of the trash can, and he picked it up and put it in his pocket like a treasure.

(at least...... I still have this woolen coat, and the female officer saved me, and I don't have an empty stomach with bread in my belly, but I can't feel the slightest affection for the Valstads, I hate them, I hate them very much. ）

Climb the ladder to the roof of a low building,

There was a large abandoned water tank here, wrapped in tattered cotton wool used to protect the water tank from freezing, which had long been tattered and drooping, and he planned to use it to keep out the wind and make do with it on the roof all night.

The wind was blowing, and it was too cold to sleep, and Muller walked along the edge of the roof, and suddenly kicked something, and heard the sound of glass bottles rolling,

He ran a few steps, stepped on the bottle before it fell, picked it up and looked, it was really lucky, Jack Daniel's brand whiskey, there was still a small half of wine left in it, I don't know which drunkard landed here.

I fumbled for the butt of the cigarette in my pocket, lit it with flint, took a beautiful puff, and tasted another sip of whiskey;

(It feels so good that it doesn't matter if you die like this...... ）

When he was stunned, there was a robbery in the alley downstairs,

A knife-wielding gangster ransacked several copper plates on the old woman's body, and the old man grabbed the corner of the gangster's clothes and refused to let go, "Give it back to me!" This is my old man's life-saving money! ”

She cried miserably and cried out for help.

"Help!"

The homeless man Muller stood on the roof, his hand holding the bottle trembling slightly, and the cigarette butt in his mouth was almost burning to his lips without noticing.

(Nosy, evil is as everywhere in this city as rats in the sewers, and I don't want to get in trouble.) ）

When I woke up the next day, my whole body was frozen and stiff,

Mueller didn't know how he had survived the night, it was getting colder, and he had to hurry to find a job, preferably with a dormitory.

Climbing down the ladder, the old lady's body lay in the alley, her stomach pierced with two bloody holes in the steel cone, the coroner was yawning and working, and the sheriff glared at Müller, urging him to leave the scene of the crime.

Before leaving, Müller looked back at the corpse, and the enthusiasm and indifference in his heart were fiercely fighting:

(It was my indifference that killed her, an old man who had outlived the horrors of Voodoo and had fallen in the cold of the night.)

Hmph, forget it, I can only give up my life in vain if I go down to help, I can't live anymore, and I mourn for others...... Muller, you fool! You don't deserve her! ）

He blamed himself, beat his head, and came to the underground labor market,

It was a mixed bag, and most of the people who came to look for work were people with sins, all of them with fierce faces, and of course there were many homeless people like him who were weak and unwilling to hurt others.