"Liv? Is that the resident next door to Bill? Yager asked.

"Yes," Williams led him to the damp wooden door next to him, "Liv and her two daughters, Freya and Daisy, who are all pulkers. I heard that her two daughters also wanted to learn from Bill, so they went to get some diplomas and left the East End. ”

"But just yesterday, Daisy, their youngest daughter, got lost on the way back from delivering clothes."

"I wonder if there is some curse in this place, obviously both of them finally have some chances, but the result is ....."

Williams let out a long sigh.

It's really not quite right.

Staring at two similarly old doors, Yager silently analyzed the message inside.

First of all, Daisy and Mrs. Rudolph have both lived here for more than ten years, and they can be said to be familiar with the road, and the probability of getting lost on their own is close to zero. Not to mention that Madame Rudolph is an adult, and even if she really gets lost, she can get it back on her own.

Secondly, Viscount Clint, the missing Lenze, and the deceased Bill Rudolph all intersect with the East End. Especially Bill, who joined the Psychological Alchemy Society, is a professor and has dealings with nobles, and must have used his social resources to find his mother after her disappearance, but in the end he found nothing.

Taken together, it's hard not to suspect that there are huge forces behind the East Side that are fishing in troubled waters and using the kidnapping of people to achieve some purpose.

"May I ask about Daisy?" Yager looked up at Williams, "Daisy and Lady Rudolph are missing nearby, maybe there's something to do with that." ”

"I don't really know." Williams hesitantly replied, "Daisy is still young, only thirteen or fourteen years old. I heard that she was delivering clothes on the edge of the East End with her sister, and disappeared after passing through an alley. ”

"But don't ask Liv yet, she's very sad now, and she's never trusted outsiders much."

I went with my sister.

Yager raises the possibility of kidnapping a little more, and secretly laments his status as an outsider who is not welcome no matter where he is.

Huh? Where was it unpopular before?

He rubbed his temples.

"The police won't be looking for it." Beside him, Williams knocked on the door of Liv's house, which was badly corroded, and muttered in a low tone, "These policemen are like this, how can someone with no power or power be able to summon those damn moths?" Poor Liv, they had to ask everywhere on their own. ”

"Bang bang."

"It's me, Williams."

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded behind the door, and if you listened carefully through the non-soundproof door panel, you could faintly hear the girl's cry.

A crack opened in the door.

"Williams? What's the matter with you coming over at night? Liv, whose face was full of wrinkles, said through the crack in the door.

With her hair tied back and her household apron in her apron, she looked like a pretty good worker, but now her former shrewd eyes were dead and dead.

"This is Mr. Dryster from the Midtown Law Firm, and he's investigating Bill. We would like to borrow your balcony for a visit. Williams leaned over and replied.

"Come in." Liv glanced warily at Yager and took two steps back.

Maybe it was because Yager was dressed out of place with the East End and didn't seem to be a threat to them, or maybe it was because Williams had a good reputation here, and Liv didn't stop them from making rash requests to climb the balcony late at night.

Yager followed Williams and sped through the cluttered living room.

When I walked through the bedroom, I could see a crying girl through the gap in the curtain.

"That's Freya, she went out with her sister yesterday." Standing on the balcony, Williams lowered his voice and Yager said.

However, Liv, who had been watching them closely, immediately noticed the direction they were looking at, rushed up to block the two of them, and glared at them: "If you want to go, hurry up!" Don't look left and right in my house! ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Williams quickly bowed and apologized, quickly stepped over the railing of the balcony, and jumped onto the balcony next door.

And the sturdy woman had no intention of stopping, and then she turned back to the crying girl and roared: "What are you crying about! Do you still want to go to school? Hurry up and do your laundry! ”

The girl's sobs paused, and then she scrubbed the clothes in the large basin in front of her.

"It's all my fault....." Freya blamed herself in a weak voice.

She buried her hands in the foamy basin and washed the foaming hill of clothes.

On the balcony, Yager was also urged to prop over the railing.

He keenly captured the key word, going to school.

He had also done some homework before coming, at least he knew that going to school was not something that the average person on the East End could afford. Most Eastside residents, including minors, have to work every day to make ends meet.

Those who can set aside money to send their children to school are good parents, such as Liv, such as Lady Rudolph.

Yager sighed.

Before entering the next room completely, he turned on his vision and looked back.

Liv's home was grey and there was no sign of anything extraordinary. Without the intervention of the supernatural powers, there would be no way for him to track down the location of the Extraordinary, and there would be no way to find anyone.

Unfortunately, he couldn't help find Daisy.

......

A few blocks away, Klein was also seen on the East Side.

He followed the emaciated young man Ian in front of him and walked all the way to the depths.

"I'm sorry to get you involved," MI9 spy Ian quickly explained to Klein as he lowered the brim of his beret hat, "The Zigman Party heard about this and is currently camping around your residence, so I can only take you to the East End for a while." ”

"There's a safe house for us."

"Okay." Crane coughed as he bypassed the dirty puddle in the middle of the road.

The smog in the eastern area is too serious, and the pollution of the environment caused by the industrial revolution is still immeasurable.

He sighed in his heart.

But what surprised him the most was the big boy Ian.

Just now, Ian explained everything to him.

Ian was originally the adopted child of MI9 spies, and along with his adopters, he worked for the kingdom's intelligence agencies. Some time ago, they found a precious mechanic's manuscript, which is crucial to the construction of technology.

Unfortunately, because of the possible presence of double agents around them, Intis also learned of this and killed Ian's adopters in order to obtain the manuscript.

And Ian, as well as Klein, who took over Ian's commission, are also currently being hunted down by Ambassador Intis.

"I have informed MI9 of the location of the manuscript, and they will be coming to pick us up soon."

The logic seems a little out of the way?

Shouldn't MI9 be the place to go to the manuscript? How could they come to pick them up......

"Wait a minute," Crane looked at the big boy in front of him with some astonishment, "you mean, the manuscript is with us?" ”

Ian, who was running with Klein, shook his head, "No. ”

Crane breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it is okay, otherwise there is a high probability that they will be intercepted by Beckron in the East End.

Yesterday's divination results only showed that the last three days were in danger, so he hurriedly returned to the Brave's Bar and hired Miss Sharon of the Rose Sect for a large price.

It's not like being assassinated in the East End today.

"The manuscript is in the safe house we're going to."

Cough!

Crane didn't take a breath and choked in his throat.