There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

But the white-haired man didn't seem to know the person I was following. They didn't even make eye contact.

After the white-haired man came out of the toilet, he went behind the bar, and he was supposed to be a steward in this casino.

Now that I knew the whereabouts of this guy, the rest of the matter was easier, so I hid in the crowd and watched the man who was following me. To be honest, this upset me, I didn't like this place so much, and the guy was just gambling.

After more than an hour of torment in the casino, I was finally liberated, and followed him to a slum, the house was very dilapidated, and soon after he entered the house, he heard the sound of quarrels and cries in the house, and he even had children at home! It made me feel sick.

He slammed the door and walked out, and the guy went to the tavern.

The tavern was so dirty that the dogs were roaming around the tavern. In addition to whispering, there are fights, scolding and watching lively. As long as there are no fatalities or serious injuries in a fight, no one will care.

Sitting down at the table behind him, he chatted with the guys around him about useless things, not a single word about me or my job, and every word with genitals disgusted to me.

This poor man has no skills and hobbies other than to mess around, he knows nothing, and seems unwilling to sell his strength to make money. I have to get by but I am dissatisfied, although I am dissatisfied, I don't want to change. However, I understand his current situation and mood to some extent, but I really can't generate too much sympathy.

I had the big-breasted, meaty-faced waitress in the tavern serve the two of them two beers, in the name of his friend. These two people really didn't care whether it was true or not, and they just grinned happily and drank it.

The wine will make them both vomit.

So I got up and went to this man's house, and when I opened the door, the woman of his family looked at me in horror, and the little girl in her arms was holding her, and her eyes were full of fear.

"That's poor!" I crouched in front of her mother and daughter. "I'm not here to rob, I'm not here to ask for debts."

"I'm his boss, you don't have to be afraid. He didn't do anything either. I said, "I just want to know if he usually takes the money and comes back." ”

The woman nodded.

"How often?"

She shook her head.

"Did he come back with money today?"

The woman's face was still confused.

I frowned and said, "I paid him today, but I know he's going to gamble." I want to ask you, did he give you money to buy food just now? ”

She shook her head.

I stood up, "How long have you been living with him?" ”

She still didn't speak.

"Why don't you speak? What don't you dare to say about a bastard like him? Do you think it's good to live with him? Is this child his? ”

She burst into tears, but still shook her head.

"Are you dumb? Woman! When I said this, the little girl began to cry.

"What can I do? It's hard for me to live without him, and it's even harder to live! ”

"Why? Can't you get a job? ”

"If I can find a job, how can I stay here?"

"How can I not find a job?"

"Now it's a war! How can there be so much work! She cried even harder.

Looking at this mother and daughter, I feel uncomfortable, but there is not much I can do for them. Looking at the stuff in the pot made me feel even more sad. But there are many such people in such slums.

She probably didn't know what her man did, and she didn't know what would happen to them if he didn't come back. But I guess they should be mentally prepared, as long as they don't come back one day, they should die.

I pulled out a couple of silver coins and placed them in front of her. "These will keep you alive for a few days, and ...... If your man comes back, let him change jobs. With that, I left.

After waiting outside the tavern for a while, the two drunken fellows walked out with each other in their arms. A beer for two guys is now satisfied.

I followed them, and when they were a little farther away, I knocked his partner unconscious with a punch, then tore him by the collar and dragged him into the alley. No one will take care of a fight in this kind of place.

He rolled his eyes at me, but his eyes were now glazed and he looked like he couldn't drink anymore.

He picked him up and threw him up the stairs to the side, and then lifted his head and shook it vigorously, only to see that his mouth was like a fried beer keg, and the liquid in his stomach spurted out like a fountain.

After spraying for a while, I saw that he was not so strong to spray, and the vomit could only flow down his chest, and I kicked him to the ground. Seeing that he was drunk like this, I brought two buckets of cold water, picked up one bucket and splashed it directly on his face.

The water was very cold, and the weather was not warm, and he woke up suddenly after being stirred by the water.

"It's a beautiful drink, isn't it?" I put the bucket down.

"Who are you?"

"Don't you think it's a big deal?" I asked. "Who gave you the job?"

"You're ......" Before he could finish, I kicked him in the face.

"Tell me who sent you a job?"

"I didn't know ...... you"

I dragged him over and grabbed him by the head and pushed him into the bucket. His head was gurgling in the bucket for nearly a minute, and I pulled him out.

He started vomiting again, and when he was almost done, I pushed him in again. After repeating it four times, he finally spoke.

"It's Shore! It's Shore! He vomited as he spoke.

"Go on."

"What ...... say"

I pressed him in again.

As I dragged him out, he waved his hand at me.

"Say it." I tore his hair and looked at him.

"Madias Shore! He arranged for us! ”

I frowned, I seemed to have heard the name. "What's the name of the person you're following?"

"I don't know! They only give us the places to monitor and then record all the places he goes. ”

"Lost it?"

"There are thousands of people in the city who have done this, one of them and others who have lost them. You won't lose it. ”

"Who is Madias Shore?"

"The leader of a gang."

"What gang?"

"The Gang." He said.

"What a rotten name! Do you sell people? I took a sip.

"No......," he struggled to spit out the word.

"What's that for?"

"Track or investigate ......"

"It's spy work. Hmph, who do you give your information to? ”

"Shore."

"What is his background?"

"That's what their family does, they're all ...... this. His lips trembled. But he was only responsible for one...... One gang, and other helps, I've just heard about them but I don't know they exist, we don't actually know each other. ”

"How does Shore give you a job?"

"At one hundred and eleven Griffin Street."

"Fart!" I yanked at his hair, his hair was so dirty, it was all grease!

"Yes, but the sign has been changed there, and now it's Rantis Street, and it's Griffin Street and turn west, and there's a bakery near the intersection. ...... in the bakery It is. ”

"Who is John Kevin?"

"He's Shore......" he looked at me half-dead.

After a few rounds of friendly torture, I was sure that he had told me everything he knew, and I had a preliminary conclusion that it was really me that the Duke of Leskova had sent someone to spy on me. Their espionage work is quite hierarchical.

But I can't let him go, at least not for the time being. So I knocked him unconscious, tied him up, and threw him into a pile of debris deep in the alley.

Standing in front of the shop he said, it wasn't a bakery at all, it was a cheese shop. The signboard is very conspicuous, and the cheese in the painting looks delicious.

But instead of going straight in, I walked around the store. The back door of this store is open. It's a bit of a hassle to have a back door......

I walked in. There was little decoration in the store, except for a painting on the wall, a few uncut cheeses on the shelves, and no one at the front desk.

I tapped the table, and a little girl's head peeked out of the back room.

"How much are you going to buy?" She's pretty direct.

I was speechless for a moment, and I asked, "Is Kevin there?" ”

"Who?"

"Kevin, John Kevin."

"There's no John Kevin here." She looked at me with a smile.

"You can only buy the best cheese if you find a canary." I smiled and stared into her eyes. This is the code that the guy taught me.

"I'm sorry, sir, are you kidding me? There's no Kevin or Canary here, it's a cheese shop. She looked at me inexplicably, then turned to the back room and shouted, "Ben, have you ever heard of this bird?" Canary. ”

"If you have time to spare, go and take out the morning garbage right away!" A man's voice came from the back room.

"Why don't you go?" She turned her head and said, then turned to look at me, "Sir, won't you have some cheese?" Tastes good. ”

"No, I don't like cheese." With that, I walked out.

Out of the door, out of their sight, I quickly flashed to the side and stared at the back door of the store. After a while, the little girl came out with a bucket of garbage and dumped it in the garbage heap on the side of the street. A group of beggars and children pounced in an instant.

I stared at the store until dark, expecting to wait for a clue like I had done before, but the reality was ...... No! The people in the store never came out again, and there were more than 20 people who came into the store to buy cheese, and none of the men went in except for the old lady, who was a middle-aged woman.

When night fell, the lights came on, the cold wind blew into my trousers, a chill hit, not only cold but also hungry, looking at the lights I really envy those ordinary people who have family and companionship.

Something suddenly occurred to me! I'm so stupid to get home!

I turned around and ran to the guy's house, but by the time I got to their house, there was no one there. I touched the extinguished coals, and it was already cold.