After a symbolic round of magazines, Varina left the shooting club.

Having learned the lessons of the previous incident, he now always carries a gun when he goes out.

And, of course, the recently arrived folding knives.

The revolver was naturally placed in the left armpit through the pouch under the armpit; The folding knife, which only has a handle in the stowed state, is customized with a leather lock and hangs on the right side of the belt.

Both are in just the right position, and he has access to them at any time.

The first time she dressed like this, Varina subconsciously felt that something was missing from her left hand.

In fact, it is true that both pistols and folding knives are right-handed weapons, and what is missing is a wrist crossbow for the left hand.

He had the design drawings, but he didn't choose to build them.

Varina's reasoning was that the wristbow had only one advantage over a pistol, but the matching bolts were too difficult to replenish and not suitable for the extraordinary combat he envisioned.

The charm topped the void of the wristbow.

Varina keeps a few of the whalebone charms he's made in his left pocket, which can be quickly activated when needed.

There are many advantages to this outfit, but there is only one disadvantage -

It can be troublesome to encounter a police search.

Fortunately, as long as it doesn't attract attention, the patrol officers on the street generally don't search casually.

What's more, Varina is not a "clown", he can "convince" the police in an emergency, and convince them that he is a good citizen.

……

For the rest of the day, Varina continued to wander the bars of the East End, as before.

But apparently, this time, the bartenders and intelligence dealers treated him a little differently than before.

They were enthusiastic and proactive a lot.

Almost everyone greeted him with a smile when they saw him, which was not done before; There are even a few people who take the initiative to inform him of some gossip or recommend bounty tasks to him.

Hugh has been working hard in the Eastern District for several years, and it is only at this level, and his reputation is basically limited to the Eastern District.

This shows how effective newspapers are propaganda tools.

In the evening, Varina arrived at the docklands.

Workers' Union Tavern.

After chatting with the bartender for a few words, he took the plate and found a long table with many people, sat on the empty seat, and listened while eating.

Although the food here is not as good as Qili's taste standard, Varina thinks it is not bad. Although not delicate enough, the simple cooking brings a rugged taste.

The most important thing is that the amount is large and full, and it is very cheap!

Paired with a large glass of beer, the action of eating and drinking will unconsciously become bold.

If you clink glasses with familiar and unfamiliar workers around you and chat a few words loudly, then you can easily hook up with them and make "friends".

For the night, of course.

Long-lasting friendships are not absent, but more difficult.

Most of the workers have a heavy workload and little time to spend their time, and only by visiting the bar at close times for a long time, and becoming "friends" for a limited number of nights, can they make a deep enough impression and establish a real friendship.

For Varina, this one-night "friendship" is enough.

He quickly got the news he wanted from the messy outpouring of his "friends" -

The workers' representatives in charge of wage bargaining have reached a preliminary tacit agreement with the dock union that after signing the contract tomorrow, they will be able to pay back their salaries and come up with a new concrete plan to ensure the income level of the porters.

Seeing the wistful smiles on their faces, half-drunk with inferior alcohol, Varina couldn't bear to say the cold speculation in her heart.

A considerable number of these workers have not experienced the kind of scam he suspected, but why are they still like this?

Because they believe, they are willing to believe, and they can only choose to believe—

Those few workers' representatives were really helping them fight for their rights.

There is no guidance of advanced concepts, no clear and specific action plan, and no leading figure with sufficient prestige...... There is no way for them to unite, they can only be scattered, and they can only become a stepping stone for the factory owners to climb the class.

In this case, they can't do anything.

Varina also knows very well that this is the general trend of the times, and he can't do anything.

What he planned was a doomed operation.

But he still wanted to try.

Not only to digest potions, but also to plant the seeds of thought in advance.

……

It's 11 o'clock at night.

Varina left the tavern and came to the dock union's small two-story yellow building.

He's here to find out.

Whatever the results of the discussions between the workers' representatives and the guild president, he believed that the answers could be found in the president's office.

Unlike a few months ago, this time, the members of the Dead Eel Gang have guarded the small yellow building quite well.

However, Varina is no longer the ordinary person she once was.

He easily avoided the patrolling thugs and made his way to the side of the building, directly below the balcony of the president's office.

There is a thug here, but for Varina, it is just a matter of creating a temporary state of "distraction".

Jumping with force, Varina reached the finish line in one step -

I think that at the beginning, he wasted a lot of effort and risked exposure to climb onto this balcony.

The glass doors of the balcony have been modified, not only have the locks been changed, but also the iron spokes have been added to the door frame.

But for Varina, this is of no use except for a little trouble.

He untied the thin wire from his right wrist, bent it into the desired shape, stuffed it into the keyhole, and after a few pounds, the door lock opened.

Then, he tied the wire back to his wrist and pushed the door open.

Through the "gray vision", he knew that there were people patrolling the corridor outside, but as long as he didn't make a big noise, they couldn't find anything through a wall.

It didn't take long for Varina to make an unexpected discovery in the search for his target.

From the documents, he found out the initial trigger for this unpaid wage incident -

Former President Kent twice commissioned the assassination of Eugene, the boss of the Squirrel Gang, for a total of 500 pounds, and if you add the 80 pounds he stole at the beginning, it is a total of 580 pounds.

For those other than the wealthy merchants and aristocrats, this was a lot of money.

In the short term, this money must only be borne by the union, that is, the Dead Eel Gang itself; But in the long run, this deficit will inevitably be distributed to all the workers under the union.

And generally speaking, the total amount of funds to be amortized must be much greater than the deficit itself.

Fortunately, he returned in time, and he still had time to make up for the evil consequences of his original actions.

Soon after, Varina approached the plan they had discussed.

Sure enough, the workers' representatives betrayed the workers.

This was the ending Varina didn't want to see, and it was the moment he was waiting to get in.

He took the relevant documents as evidence of his intervention tomorrow.

Before leaving, Varina had fun and unlocked the main entrance to the president's office.

Even if it echoes the last infiltration, it can be regarded as leaving a provocative little surprise.