"You guys, stand over there and don't move!" The police brutally drove the three prostitutes into the corner, entered the house and rummaged around, and took away all the drugs they found, these drugs are also very functional in addition to entertainment, and in the moment of the storm, the strong spirit that greatly increases the strength, the madness that fills the will to fight, the Ma Boil-X that shields the pain, and the energetic Jet... In short, no matter what it is, it is a treasure that will help in battle.

When they broke into one of the rooms, one of the three prostitutes couldn't help but make a noise.

"Wait... Wait a minute! There's nothing you want in there, just some clothes, really..."The cops turned a deaf ear and rummaged through it, throwing out some interesting clothes, and no one reacted in any way in this urgent, high-pressure situation, at least on the surface.

Calville selflessly demanded that the police collect all the drugs they found and pack them away, and at this time, the young prostitute with short hair in light blonde who had been trying to stop the police from continuing the search had seen Calville and ran to him without permission and grabbed his arm.

"Colville, deputy sheriff, my dear, please don't let them search, at least not in the penultimate room." Colville coughed awkwardly and refused with a straight face.

"Stay away from me, okay? It's routine, and now that the situation is so dire, every dose of medicine can be helpful in achieving victory. We're not really here to be robbers, we're just here to find drugs, and we'll give the caps to your boss at the market price later, and we're not here to rob your things.... Besides, what is there about you that you can't see? As he spoke, he suddenly remembered Anson, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and immediately asked a policeman to take the unconscious Anson to the police station.

"This idiot actually tried to attack the police, hum.... Lock him up first, and as for how many bottle caps you can give him later, let's see how he performs. The prostitute continued to plead with her chest rubbing against Calville's arm.

"Wait... I really... There's something in my room that really can't be seen, where I might have medicine, it's Anson's baby, and if we dare to move and let him know, he'll beat us up. I really don't mean anything else, please help.. Okay? Calville, I remember the last time you ordered me to walk around the wasteland, and you enjoyed it..."The people present looked at the past with colorful eyes.

Colville only felt like a man's back, and the embarrassment on his face was even stronger.

"Marianne! Don't do this! It's not going to make you any better off if you can't get off the stage, you.... Everyone else is watching! When he began to sway from side to side, Andy on the side suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He thought of the incident Anson had told him before, and had a guess.

"Your name is Marianne?" He walked over, and the young and beautiful prostitute hid behind Calville in fright.

The deputy sheriff, who was feared by his fierce face and ruthless methods in the waterworks, was uncharacteristically at the moment, on the one hand, he did not want to appear in front of the celebrity next to Sheriff O'Connor with a prostitute under a brothel owner who resisted the expropriation order, and on the other hand, he did get entangled with the prostitute behind him who did not know why he began to talk shamelessly in public.

It sounded a bit like a tongue twister, but anyway he was embarrassed right now and didn't know what to do. Andy tilted his head and gave Cowlville a look.

Under Andy's pressure, the other party twitched the corners of his mouth, so he had to break the prostitute's hand and push her over. Marianne cowered and lowered her head to look at Andy, Alexandra coughed twice behind him, and the others shifted their eyes from Calville to Andy.

Andy looked at the young woman in front of him, she must be the number one under Anson's hand, come and follow her

People who "do business" must be eager to do business, and their appearance and figure are a notch higher than the other two prostitutes who are a little older, and it is really a pity that such a beauty has fallen into this kind of business.

"Marianne? Can you tell me how you got here? She grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands and bit her lip, not daring to make a sound.

Andy looked at her helplessly for a while, and suddenly said, "You don't want to stay here in this capacity for the rest of your life, do you?" As soon as these words came out, Marianne immediately looked up, she wanted to say something, but finally she was silent.

Andy waited for a moment and turned his head to the corner where the other two prostitutes were standing.

"What about the two of you? What do you think? They didn't answer, and Andy pointed his finger at Anson, who was being dragged away.

"You don't have to worry about him anymore, if you don't want to continue this life, then I can guarantee that he has no power to stop you from making the next choice." The two prostitutes looked at each other and finally spoke.

"Of course I don't want to, doing this kind of work here is like a piece of meat to be ravaged in bed, and we can't make a bottle cap at all, Anson will always keep the cheapest bit on his books, and he will never let us go unless one day we get old or die of illness."

"Anson is a bastard, he treats us like his slaves, he beats us at every turn, he beats the guests when he is not satisfied, he doesn't make enough caps to beat, he makes him angry and beats, and even he will burst in at night without any reason, press us to the bed, rape us and beat us." Andy nodded at the two of them, then noticed a detail.

"You say it's on the books? What do you mean? Didn't Anson give you bottle caps? The long-haired prostitute looked angry.

"Of course not, a few of us were coerced by him into doing this kind of thing in his shop because we borrowed bottle caps from him and couldn't pay them back. When I first came here after fleeing from NcR, my relatives died on the way, and I didn't have anything on me.... I can only survive by borrowing bottle caps. I was grateful that he was willing to lend me the cap, but then he forced me to pay it back; I went to the police, and they only said that this is in accordance with the laws of Jericho Town, and the debt must be repaid, otherwise the debtor will be left to the disposal of the creditor, I really can't help it...."

"I've picked up more customers here than I can count, but he always says that I'm far from paying off all the arrears, anyway, the ledger is in his hand, he can say whatever he wants, and the police are on his side, I've really... Really...," she said, crying profusely.

Another short-haired prostitute comforted her with a few words, then looked at Calville angrily.

"Look at the scars on my body! Anson, the madman, who sometimes even felt that his whips and instruments of torture were not enough, even to punish his so-called disobedient with a soldering iron, was such an act lawful in Jericho Town? The townsfolk say that Jericho is very safe and the law is not to be offended by anyone, really? Why are you pretending to be deaf and dumb when you know what's going on here? Calville turned his face away and said nothing, and Andy understood why the police in Jericho turned a blind eye to Anson's horrible behavior in secret, perhaps they felt it was a necessary evil, and Anson's brothel was very effective in relieving the pressure of the residents of Jericho under the harsh law.

In the same way, the same is true for allowing the circulation of drugs and alcohol. If Anson is dealt with, there are no stable places around Jericho Town that provide similar services, which will increase the likelihood of instability.

"Well, I see, you have been exploited by Anson for a long time, you did not do this voluntarily, but he used his debt to tie you up, you wanted to leave but couldn't go, and you had to endure abuse." He looked at Marianne, who couldn't see the expression on her face with her head down.

"What about you? Marianne? The blonde slowly raised her head, revealing a very suppressed look.

"I can't wait that guy die." This dark emotion passed through her eyes, like a gust of wind blowing through the hearts of those around her.

Calwell looked incredulous, and even took two steps back, it seemed that he was seeing Marianne in this state for the first time, which was too far from the woman he knew.

Andy stared at her, then made a guess.

"So you're the same? After fleeing here, he was in debt because he borrowed a bottle cap from Anson, and then he had to stay here forever? Marianne smiled a little wickedly.

"I'm not the kind of dog who loses my family, I used to be a guest at a few big casinos in New Vegas, but unfortunately I didn't have good luck, I lost a little more, and I owed some bastards a bottle cap, so I was hunted down by those guys. After coming here, I plan to play two to earn some pocket money, but I didn't think about it and lost a lot, phew! Now that I think about it, it must be the old immortal who stared at me. Andy looked at the woman a little speechless, but he didn't expect her to be a gambler.

"So you borrowed the cap from Anson later?" Marianne snorted coldly, as if she was very proud.

"Yes, that guy paid the debt for me, and coaxed me to say that I could make a lot of bottle caps by following him, all because I opened his broken brothel, or else rely on the two resentful women over there? I was in New Vegas for a night with someone the price you couldn't imagine! As a result, the guy turned his face and didn't admit it, he didn't want to give me a bottle cap, and he wanted to keep me in his hands as a cash cow, hum - disgusting guy. She glanced at Andy and winked.

"So, handsome man, do you want to administer justice? You're going to free me from this poor cage, right? Andy looked at her flatly, feeling that this woman was qualitatively different from others in the depths of her thoughts, he had only seen two kinds of people before, one was those

The "wildened" pre-war survivors, naturally formed as Buraku people, or to put it in discriminatory terms

"Turen", they uphold a primitive world view, they know little about the outside world, and they don't know anything about knowledge, so they do things simply and barbaricly.

On the other hand, there are NcR immigrants or people like the New Canaanites who have maintained a cultural heritage, who have a clear and unambiguous understanding of the world, and who have at least a superficial understanding of all kinds of knowledge, and can show what the former does not have when conversing

"Etiquette" and

"Quality", but if you have more contact, you can understand that those things are just a disguise acquired on the surface, and the former has desires and ideas, and the latter are the same.

Perhaps this group could be called .... Civilized? Now Andy sees a third kind of people, if the civilized people mentioned above will show some downlook and differentiation attitude when mentioning the natives, but Marianne is a kind of person, and the undisguised arrogance in her tone almost forms a temperament, which makes her ignore her current situation and still maintain a temperament

"Grace". Civilized people look down at the natives, while people like Marianne look down at the civilized people and don't treat the natives as people.

Andy couldn't find the words to describe this kind of person for a while, they seemed to be standing in the sky and pointing at the people below to laugh, even if they fell into the dust for a while, they would never believe that they would never be able to return to the clouds, but they were eager to take off again at any time, once again above everything, and continued to laugh arrogantly at the crowd below.

New Vegas.... Is that a gathering place for such people? What kind of place is that?

He shook his head, not thinking further and further.

"It depends, Sheriff O'Connor has decided to reform Jericho's laws, what was legal in the past may not be legal in the future, and since you all accuse Anson of enslaving and torturing you, then he will definitely pay the price, at least this brothel will not continue to open in the future... I can make sure of that, I can make sure that Sheriff O'Connor will think about it carefully. Marianne cheered, and the other two prostitutes wept with joy, but Marianne was even more prominent, running straight towards Andy and trying to hug him, but after failing to do so, she still hugged his arm with a dead face.

"Oh~ handsome guy, you're really amazing, not like some people...", she glanced back at Colville.

"You are really my savior, I can't repay it, if you want we can all have a good time together next, ah~ but there is one more thing I want to ask you, don't search my room, there are only some simple luggage in it; I'll admit I wanted to sneak away, after all.... After all, Anson, the terrible slave owner, has been threatening me that he will kill me if I dare to escape. The two prostitutes standing in the corner endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"You slut, bitch! What are you pretending to be pathetic! You and Anson are basically a nest of snakes and rats, and he only gives you bottle caps, because you always shamelessly please him, and do everything you say! You always blow him the wind on his pillow and let him abuse us, just because you like to see us beaten by him! There must be something hidden in your room that you stole from Anson, so you don't dare let anyone else go in and search for it! Marianne glared at the two of them with terrible eyes, and then went on to plead herself pitifully beside Andy.

"They're just jealous, oh my God! They are so twisted and vicious, how ugly! Obviously, everyone was squeezed by Anson the same, but they squirted feces all over their mouths just because of my face, woo woo.... It makes me sad, but is beauty sinful? You say dear, look me in the eye and answer me. Andy looked at her closely, the rippling blue eyes and pink lips are really terrifying, as long as you are a normal man, no matter what you think and attitude, you will have to make a big turn after this experience, it can really be said that the ice turns into water, the knife rolls into a ball, the north wind turns to the spring breeze, and the stone also blooms... Just when Andy became a little unaware of what was going on in his head, Alexandra coughed twice again and said a word.

"So, why don't you want someone to come into your room and search it?" Andy suddenly woke up and was shocked by the high charm of this woman, and the terrifying influence could literally turn into substance.

He looked at Marianne, who was a little flustered, and asked the question he had wanted to ask before.

"I heard Anson say that his medicine was always stolen, and he suspected that his competitor did it, but now that I look at it, there may be another explanation, what do you say, Marianne?" Marianne gritted her teeth, finally knowing that it was impossible to hide the matter, so she had to admit it.

"Well... It was me, Anson's bastard, and I managed to find a rich man willing to ransom me, but he said that no one else could pay my debts for me, and that I had to lie down and work like what he called an 'honest woman' until I paid off all my debts.... In that case, I secretly took some of his treasure medicine in the middle of the night. Andy sighed in his heart, this was not unexpected.

"So, are you just going to steal the medicine and use it to change the bottle caps for those merchants who come from outside, and then redeem yourself yourself?" Marianne scoffed.

"Oh~ dear, why are you thinking of me so stupid? Wouldn't Anson have thought of my relationship with the stolen drugs when he got my bottle cap? Did he do everything he could to keep me with just to pay me back? Could it be that the number he said was true, and not a false number that he was talking about, which could be changed at any time? Don't be funny, a person with a normal IQ can understand this, do you think I'm a fool? Andy was dumbfounded by what she said, and couldn't help but wonder what she thought.

"And what are you going to do with these pills? If Anson finds out, he'll beat you half to death. Marianne had another dark expression.

"Hmph.... Of course, I was saving up money to buy a gun and pay for the journey, but I was just looking for a chance to escape. Andy laughed silently, thinking that this woman's real plan must be to kill Anson after getting the gun, snatch all his bottle caps, and then fly away, as for the direction of leaving, it is not necessary to guess that it is also to return to the New Vegas in the west of her heart, and those bottle caps will soon become her gambling money, supporting her fantasy of returning to the life of a drunken and money-hungry life.

The door was kicked open, and the police rummaged through it, and sure enough, they found a box in a dark compartment in the corner, which was full of medicine.

Marianne looked at the box with reluctance, it was all gone when she had gotten up at half past one every night for months, and had stolen it from Anson's inventory.