"I'm going to die, where are you going······"

Listening to the faint laughter behind him, Erin shook his head silently.

Then he quickened his pace and walked to Doug, who was standing at the school gate, looking at the backpack that the little fat man was carrying, Erin said in slight surprise: "It's not school yet, why did you put the bag on your back, big dog, what, don't you want to skip class in the afternoon?" Aren't you afraid that your mother will rush over and beat you with a feather duster? ”

When the fat man Doug heard this, he rolled his eyes: "What kind of eyes, didn't you see the leave slip in my hand?" ”

Saying that, the little fat man's mood suddenly fell, and his eyes were a little gloomy: "My uncle was found dead on the 13th Street this morning, and my mother called me at noon and asked me to take a few days off to help handle my uncle's funeral together, after all, my grandparents have passed away a long time ago, and in terms of relationship, our family is my uncle's closest relatives." ”

"Sorry, big dog! Condolences ······"

After saying a word of mourning, Erin was suddenly stunned.

It's 13th Street again, could it be that Uncle Big Dog's death is also related to the so-called dirty thing on 13th Street?

Without waiting for Erin to say his doubts.

The little fat man Doug took the first step and asked: "Okay, don't mourn, I've heard enough of this word today, let's change the topic, let's talk about how far you and Goddess Gwen have come!" To be honest, I've been at school for so long, and I've never seen Gwen get in that boy's car. ”

"Also, where did you get that sassy sports car? It can't be rented! ”

Seeing that Doug was reluctant to say more about this matter, for the sake of this guy being one of the few friends who could talk to him, Erin also extinguished his desire to get more detailed information from Doug.

Anyway, when the time comes, you can figure it out by simply going to 13th Street.

After figuring this out, Erin said to the little fat man, "Gwen and I are just ordinary friends. ”

"Really?"

"Of course? Gwen is the school girl of Midtown High School, if you chase such a beautiful girl, will you hide it? ”

Hearing this, the little fat man subconsciously replied: "Of course not, if I can catch up with such a beautiful girl, I will definitely announce it to the whole world." ”

Erin shrugged: "That's it, if I really have anything between me and Gwen?" Will I not admit it······"

"That seems to be the case?"

The little fat man looked at Erin and always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his words.

Erin and the little fat man didn't talk for long, and a yellow taxi pulled up in front of them.

After saying goodbye to Erin that he would see you next time, the little fat man Doug got into the taxi and disappeared in front of Erin.

·······

After nightfall.

Erin walked a few blocks, bypassing low, brightly lit buildings to what Doug called 13th Street.

As one of Chinatown's worst and least populated streets, 13th Street is much more dilapidated than Arryn had imagined.

The faint sight of abandoned factories on the streets, the few shops still in business on either side of the street, and the slightly depressed streets are all in stark contrast to the other lively neighborhoods of Chinatown.

Of course.

Arryn, who hadn't been here before, wasn't sure if it was the effect of the rumored dirt on 13th Street, or if it was so depressed in its own right.

I don't know if it's because the suffocation rumors that can kill people are too scary, or what.

On 13th Street at night, there are few pedestrians on the street.

And each one of them was in a hurry, as if there was some terrifying presence behind them chasing them.

Only in the streets and alleys, there are some bold young people who are gathering together with nothing to do.

Some of them had cigarettes in their mouths, some of them held bottles of wine, or they were in groups of three or five, or they were squatting alone on dark street corners, and every time a fresh face appeared, countless empty eyes stared at them.

After his eyes swept around, he didn't find anyone else.

Erin walked towards the group closest to him

As Erin walked towards the group, they who were gathering to drink and chat also saw Erin.

Two of them, Huang Mao, who was carrying a wine bottle in his hand, saw Erin, who was walking towards the alley and seemed to want to cross the alley, they looked at each other and did not speak, but there was a different light in their eyes.

After Erin actually walked into the alley, he observed them for a while before he stood up and walked towards Erin.

Looking at the two yellow hairs who were walking towards him and seemed to have bad intentions, Erin showed a smile on his face, looked at the two of them and said, "I want to ask you about something, I heard that some strange things have happened on 13th Street recently, do you know the details of the situation?" ”

"For example... The one who died today? ”

The two men saw that Erin was not scared away by them, and even dared to ask them about things.

Their eyes lit up, and a strange smile appeared on their faces, and then they walked closer and closer to Erin, and after getting close to a certain distance, they suddenly stretched out their hands to their waists, and then smiled at Erin: "Want to ask questions?" Yes, as long as your little white face can satisfy our brothers next, I can tell you whatever you want to ask. ”

Just as the two yellow hairs were about to pull out the folding knife on their lower waists, Erin quickly pulled out a silenced pistol from his waist, and then fired a shot at the wrist of the person in front of him.

"Poof!"

The sudden gunshot directly frightened the yellow hair in the back.

Suddenly, the spirit that was slightly paralyzed by alcohol instantly sobered up.

Looking at the companion who "swayed", dropped the folding knife in his hand to the ground, and covered his wrist on the ground and let out a scream like killing a pig, before this yellow hair could fully react, he saw Ai Lin holding the gun in his hand steadily, and he didn't look at the person lying on the ground with his wrist in his hand, but the muzzle of the gun moved steadily and pointed to the ······ own face.

When the muzzle of the black hole hole was aimed at his head.

The yellow-haired thug's face turned pale with fright, and even his pants gradually became wet.

"Now, can you answer my question properly?"

"When... Of course you can······"

"So let's talk about that legendary dirty thing on 13th Street this time, what the hell is it??"

The uninjured man's legs trembled, and he replied to Arryn with a sad face, "Big brother······ We really don't know that! ”

"Don't you think about it anymore······"

When the people who were pointed at the gun were about to cry, he seemed to suddenly think of something, pointed to a building in the distance and said, "I remember······"

(I drove for six or seven hours today, and just returned to my accommodation, so I will make up for it on the weekend.) ）

(End of chapter)