Chapter 13: Beckland's East End
Hobert resisted the urge to touch his head, this height, this appearance, it is too suitable to touch his head: "Miss Hugh, your friend Miss Hall asked me to help you get out of your current predicament. ”
Last night, Furth had used the powers of the "apprentice" to go to the prison and tell her about asking for help from Earl Hall's daughter and the young Viscount Glerint.
Hugh said politely: "Please thank Miss Hall on my behalf, how can I cooperate with you?" ”
The little girl is very good!
Hobert smiled: "I need to know the whole process of the conflict. ”
"Okay." "Mr. Bennet was an honest worker on the East End, who was wealthy a dozen years ago, but a failed business bankrupted his family," Hugh recounted.
But even in his most difficult times, he still took good care of the pocket watch that his father inherited from him.
"Just half a month ago, when Bennet got off work, he found out that his pocket watch had been stolen.
Thankfully, the thief didn't go far, and Bennet saw the thief's face and knew it was Will's men.
"Well, I wonder if you two know about the relationship between the thieves and the bullies in the East End?"
Hobert said: "I probably know that some villains force or instigate children in the East Side to steal. ”
Hugh nodded: "That's right, so my arbitration is that the seven or eight-year-old thief is not wrong, and Will will hand over the pocket watch and compensate Bennet 3 Suller for lost work."
"But Will didn't obey my arbitration, so I had to choose physical persuasion."
God is so physically convincing! Hobert said in his heart: Isn't it just to subdue the other party!
"I swear!" Hugh said: "I only wanted to break one of his legs, but he accidentally hit the table himself, and it is said that he broke his lumbar vertebrae. ”
She spread her hands: "This is how the whole thing happened. ”
Hober nodded, "I see." ”
Lisa, who didn't interject the whole time, asked weakly at this time, "Is that villain named Will so vulnerable?" Or is he sick? ”
Otherwise, how could such a small girl beat an adult man?
Hugh opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain it for a moment.
"Lady Lisa, allow me to introduce to you that this young lady is wearing a knight's practice uniform." Hobert winked at Hugh: "As far as I know, she has strict knightly training, not to mention a villain, it is estimated that two or three adult men are not her opponents." ”
Hugh hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, yes!" ”
She guessed that Hobert was also an Extraordinary, or knew of the existence of an Extraordinary, so Miss Hall asked him for help and told him the fact that she was an Extraordinary.
Lisa was a little surprised, and was already wondering if she should let her daughter also be trained as a knight.
Hobert asked again, "Where can I find Mr. Weir?" ”
"I don't know where he lives, but there must be his subordinates at the Blue Knight's Bar." Hugh.
Hobert got up and said, "Okay Miss Hugh, please be calm for a while, I will solve the problem as soon as possible." ”
"Thank you." Hugh politely shook Hobert's hand.
Hobart had the illusion of shaking hands with a middle school student, and, "I'm sorry, it's not that I want to look down on you, it's that I'm the only way I can look at you."
Leaving the Minsk prison, the carriage went straight to the Eastern District.
In the carriage, Hobert asked, "Ms. Lisa, have you been to the East End?" ”
"Been there a few times." Lisa returned to her unsmiling state: "I went there to recruit a maid." ”
"I've heard about the East End countless times, but this is the first time I've been to the East End. ”
He asked, "What do you think of the East End?" ”
"It feels, it feels like they don't live in the same world as us."
There was silence in the carriage, and after a few minutes, Hobart said, "You're right. ”
At this time, the carriage had arrived in the East End, and today was Friday, a weekday, but you could still see homeless people with numb eyes and expressions on the streets.
And the skinny kids, with only big heads left, ran down the streets, staring at the carriage in which Hobert and the others were riding.
Hobert looked at the children and sighed, "They should be in school, living a worry-free life, not hanging out in a villain-infested bar, doing the business of stealing chickens and dogs." ”
Then I don't know if he was explaining to Lisa, or if he was talking to himself: "I know I can't help them now, I just don't think their lives should be like this." Hehe, why not eat minced meat? These words of mine sound really hateful. ”
Lisa didn't quite understand what Hobart was saying, but she sensed that something wasn't quite right with the young man next to her.
Of course something is wrong, Hobert didn't think much of it when he saw the depiction of the East Side in the book before, he was born in a peaceful country, grew up in a peaceful country, and lived in an upper-class family after crossing over, it is difficult to empathize with the people of the East Side.
It was only when I came to the East End that I knew what it meant to be numb and what it meant to be "as thin as a matchstick".
Hobert sighed and quickly adjusted his emotions, as he said, he couldn't do anything now, and the sympathy shown at this time didn't mean anything at all, but would make his plan go to ruin.
It's a different story when you come to the Blue Knight Bar, which is bustling with sweat and smells of feet.
There are too many people who want to numb themselves with alcohol and escape this damn life.
Of course, it's also a small black market, where thieves sell stolen goods and where thugs make illegal deals or cooperate.
Hobert, who was at the bar, took out a £1 bill: "Whoever can take me to Will, this £1 is his." ”
There was a sudden silence in the noisy bar, and most of the workers in the East End were paid around 15 or even 10 sules a week, and 1 pound was a lot of money here.
A young man stepped forward with a smile: "I'll tell you where Ville is." ”
Hobert said coldly, "You have to take me there." ”
"Okay, no problem, give me the money, little master." After the other party got the money, he smiled and said, "Now let me tell you, Will he die, am I going to take you to hell?" Hahahaha. ”
The people in the bar laughed too.
Hobert unhurriedly pulled open his coat, revealing the revolver at his waist: "My gun doesn't seem to be satisfied with your answer. ”
He expected that he might come to the East End today, so he specially applied for a revolver, but his marksmanship, how to say? Not firing a gun is when this gun is at its most powerful.
The revolver silenced the bar again, and the young man couldn't laugh anymore: "Okay, okay, little master, I'll take you there." ”
With the deterrence of the pistol, the young man did not dare to deceive anymore, turned left and right, and finally knocked on a dilapidated door: "Boss Will, are you still alive?" ”
A rough voice came from the door: "Which bastard is coming to rob me again." ”
Ever since he couldn't stand up, no one thought of him as the boss.