Rebecca's room was a rectangular room not much larger than the back kitchen of the Southwind Tavern, with plaertic cloth on the walls, an old wooden floor, and a wooden sliding door that was clearly added at the back to divide the room into two parts.

Obviously, it was also a woman's room, and this room was much cleaner than Liqi's bedroom, which was a mess of books. Although the original area is a little smaller, the well-organized space makes the room feel much larger.

Woo -

The kettle that had been placed on the stove next to it spewed out a cloud of steam, and the pipe water that Rebecca had put into the kettle a moment earlier looked like it had been cooked. Looking at the piped water that has spread to almost every household, who would have thought that a few decades ago the Empire would still need to draw water from public wells.

After boiling the water, Rebecca poured the hot water from the pot directly into the paper cup, and then sent it to Curt: "I only have boiled water, it doesn't matter, right?"

There was some wooden furniture in the room that looked old, and a small piece of sand that had been discolored. In addition to the basic furniture and a small stove, on the side of the wall is a plastic bookshelf that has cut corners and holds magazines that have been largely crumpled.

"No problem, I'm not picky anyway, it doesn't matter what I drink. Sitting at the other end of the round table with a washed white patterned square scarf, Curt waved his hand widely, took the paper cup filled with hot water and took a sip, "Speaking of which, I really didn't expect you to have children." ”

He looked at the little eyes that were hiding behind the wooden sliding door and peeking into his position, and the little girl who had just called Rebecca "Mommy" was timidly snooping at the two adults sitting at either end of the table. A thinly pigmented head slipped out of the crack in the door and shook softly outside the door.

It seemed that she was being regarded as a suspicious person by this little girl, and when she saw her following from Rebecca's arms just now, she immediately hid in her mother's arms and peeked at him with a timid expression. Even though Rebecca whispered a few words to her, her nervousness did not ease.

His face shouldn't look like a bad person, why is he always being suspected today?

Curt couldn't help but feel a little headache, even if those Slot's gangsters were the ones before, they felt suspicious no matter who they looked at. But now, being watched with a wary gaze from a little girl who looked like she was only five or six years old, Curt felt an indescribable depression.

Noticing Curt's reaction, Rebecca turned her head to glance at the thin sliding sash. Behind the thin door, there was a "Ahh

"Doesn't it seem strange that I have children?" she didn't seem to take the commotion in the room across from her seriously, but her expression was a little unnatural when she spoke, "and even though I do that kind of work, I'm not young anymore." It's not unusual to have a daughter, isn't it?"

Curt remembered the cloth bag she had put in the back room, even though the little boy said it was his mother who paid Rebecca to mend the doll. But now that I think about it, the caretaker's family is not rich, and a doll can't be so valuable that it costs a big bag of things to pay for it.

It seems that the Administrator's family also knows Rebecca's daughter, and some of that "reward" should be used to help Rebecca and her daughter. And the new doll on top of the bag, which was supposed to be a gift from the caretaker who had not yet met the little girl.

What's the matter? Anyway, mercenaries don't check accounts.

Curt smiled and stopped pursuing the question: "That's right, and besides, I didn't come to you to gossip with you—Miss Rebecca, can you tell me what interesting things have happened around you during the time we haven't seen each other?"

The same information is not worth the same amount in the hands of different people, and most people sound like just rumors in the market, but in the hands of others it is invaluable information. Many things that seem to be unrelated are actually very likely to be related behind the scenes.

"Of course, if you're willing to tell me about the Slots, I can offer that as an additional reward. Curt took a few bills from his pocket and placed them in front of him, then looked at Rebecca, who was still a little surprised to hear the price he offered, "I think that's enough to buy the news of the thugs - of course, after considering the value of the information, I'll pay you more." ”

Special professionals such as Rebecca, who "communicate" with many different classes, are often one of the main channels for the flow of information. The people they need to reach out to tend to have some information that Curt needs right now, and they always have a way to get their hands on it.

Rebecca shook her head helplessly, she really needed money now, and the money Curt gave him was indeed a lot of money: "You guys are really weird, you always spend money in strange places...... But since you're willing to pay, there's no need for me to refuse. ”

Unlike some people, the townsfolk are always toiling for their daily necessities, and Rebecca is perhaps one of the more unfortunate of them. Material issues like money often push life to the brink – and she persists.

"Then tell me about the Slots that interest you. Since the end of the war, there have been more and more immigrants from that place in the city. And what are they doing in Catrice, Leinster, you should know it as a mercenary, right?"

The most direct effect of the deterioration of law and order is that the safety of the lower classes of people who are begging for a living in the streets and alleys is not guaranteed. After all, the security of the upper residential areas is protected by guards and guards, and it is often these ordinary people who are powerless to resist who need to face those dangerous groups.

It is always the good and the weak who suffer, and the phenomenon of the jungle has continued from the ancient times to the present, and it has not been completely changed.

Accepting the bill handed over by Curt, Rebecca's box opened, and she said indignantly: "Even if it is hard to do our job, we can't make a lot of money." But these guys insist that this is their territory, and we have to pay them if we want to work here. ”

Curt had also heard that although the Slots were one of the most powerful groups in the Catlisian underground, these groups of the same nation were by no means monolithic.

The largest Slotic organization is under the command of a man named Galpo, which operates in the industrial area of Catteris under the name of the "Galpo Complex". This "enterprise" is a spell supplies processing company on the surface, but behind the scenes, it is producing and selling all kinds of contraband, but it seems that the garrison has been difficult to start investigating because of some kind of resistance.

If Catrice's underground market is a pot of soup, the main ingredient in this pot has been swallowed by Galpo. This gluttonous tyrant had no intention of taking care of other small groups that were also Slots, and only cared about swallowing every qiē profit. It is for this reason that Galpo is also known by many as "Dili Garr" - a terrifying monster that is said to devour a qiē.

There is such a small group that does not see the Beast King's Landing on the top of the Slots, and there is no other small group that can join the "Galpo Syndicate", and of course there is no way to loot the territory of the other groups, they can only plunder the remaining resources in the soup pot belonging to the Slots after Galpo has eaten.

The unjustified collection of what they call "protection fees" is one example of this. In the name of "protecting law and order from other groups", they demanded money from street vendors, prostitutes, and any residents with no background on various divided "sites".

But in fact, it is often these groups of Slots that often disrupt the law and order on their own "territory". Instead of protecting anyone as they promised, these thugs are doing everything they can in the streets, and the residents are often afraid to speak out.

As she spoke, she suddenly yelled without any image: "What are you kidding! I'm from the Empire, and those Slots dare to say that the territory of the Empire is their territory! I don't know who this street belongs to, but it's definitely not those bastards who have only been here for a few years!"

From her mouth, Curt could barely hear some useful information, and her previous arguments with the thugs were also due to the so-called "protection money". But instead of giving Curt information, Rebecca was more of a one-sided grumble, and she almost burst into foul language by nagging her displeasure with the thugs - though Curt felt that she might just be concerned about the image in front of her.

"However, in recent times, the actions of these thugs have been a little more restrained, and they are not as reckless as in the past. After talking for a long time, Rebecca finally spit out her complaints, "but instead of them, the 'protection fee' they charge has also increased." ”

Rebecca propped one hand on the table, her fist resting on the cheap, and seemed a little lazy to talk to Curt about the recent situation in the neighborhood.

"I heard that the garrison has stepped up patrols on the nearby streets, so those thugs don't dare to do some things too blatantly. But for things like protection money, just talking about it can't be used as evidence, and the gangsters will also be careful not to leave any evidence. ”

Because the recent deterioration of law and order has become stricter, the security team has also increased its alert level.

Thinking like this, Curt didn't expect a sentence to come out of Rebecca's mouth the next moment: "But the situation is not only like this, I heard some Slott gangsters say that many brothers have been injured recently, and it seems that some newcomers want to get their influence in their sphere of influence." ”

Is the hand of those people already here?

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