Chapter Thirty-Eight: Gangsters in the East End
Hugh struggled to squeeze out a smile: "Probably, maybe it could be the gangster's eyeliner."
"You may not know it, but the gangster's eyes are always on strangers who come to the East End."
Hobert said, "It's better to be careful." Well, we turn into the intersection in front of us, then find a place to hide, catch the stalker, and ask who his subordinates are. β
"There's no need for that." Hugh said with a smile: "Don't worry, the gangsters in the East District basically know me, and no one dares to do anything to us!" β
Hobert reminded, "But yesterday we were just blackmailed. β
"Hehehe." Hugh was about to sweat: "That's, that's because Darkholm has just become the boss and hasn't dealt with me yet." β
Hobert looked at Hugh's unnatural expression, and he nodded thoughtfully: "I probably understand." β
When sharing the spoils with Hugh last night, Hobert's trust in Hugh was quite high, and that was because he knew Hugh's character through the original book, and he knew Hugh well.
But he overlooked the fact that Hugh didn't necessarily trust him.
In Hugh's eyes, for the sake of safety, of course, it is necessary to guard against Hobart for the sake of 1,600 pounds of property, which violates the law and morality.
Hobert didn't give any explanation, believing that after a few days, Hugh would know his credibility, and after this incident, the two of them would be able to build enough trust.
Soon we came to 56 Gasbin Street, an ordinary residential building in the East End, which looked dilapidated and dirty from the outside, and the walls were peeling off in many places.
The two of them arrived in room 303, and at this time everyone went to work, and Hobert and Hugh simply broke down the door again.
As Hobert had expected last night, there were only a few dirty overalls, and it looked like no one had lived here in a long time.
This may be a small stronghold of, where you can change your clothes and calmly carry out some operations in the East End.
After making sure that nothing had been gained, the two men went to the Cuckoo's Bar again, Darkholm was not there, but his subordinates immediately recognized Hobart and Hugh.
For a moment, the seven or eight thugs were like rats whose nests had been found, and they scattered through the various exits of the bar by all means.
Hugh kicked over one of the escaped scoundrels, threatening him just twice, and the villains immediately agreed to take them to their boss.
Duckholm's accommodation was much better than Weil's, at least clean, tidy and odorless.
When Darkholm saw Hobart and Hugh, he was about to run on crutches.
Hugh said coldly, "Do you want me to break your other leg again?" β
Darkholm immediately stopped, a kind smile on his face: "What can help the two of you?" β
When Hobert saw that Duckholm was still acquainted, he looked in the direction of the door and said to the gentleman without hesitation: "Don't you invite us into the house for a cup of tea?" β
Duckholm: "It's my pleasure. β
While leading the way in front, he directed his subordinates to boil water and make tea.
Apparently Duckholm is a person who can enjoy life, and the house he lives in has a living room, a bedroom, and the dΓ©cor is not bad, and it doesn't look like he is in the East End.
Hobert sat down on the couch and threw the letter in his arms to Duckholm: "See for yourself." β
Darkholm suddenly had a bad omen, he jumped up and took the letter on the table, and after a few glances, his face changed greatly: "This, this is Zakry's letter!" β
Hobert said leisurely, "Sorry, I made a mistake, this is it." β
He tossed Darkholm's letter to on the table, and Darkholm glanced at the envelope before slumping down on the couch.
The smile on Darkholm's face disappeared, and he asked with a sad face, "Mr. was caught by you?" β
Hobert said vaguely, "I think you'll be the real boss of the Cuckoo Bar in the future." β
Darkholm was not only not happy, but a little worried: "That, that Zachary ......"
This time, Hobert was adamant: "You'll never see him again." β
Duckholm leaned back on the couch and asked after a while, "What do you want from me?" β
"I'd like you to tell me how you met and why you obeyed's orders?"
"Sir, I have no choice." Duckholm smiled wryly: "As far as I know, behind all the bars in the East End, there are some mysterious supporters.
"They have ambassadors from various countries, nobles, plateau people, and even landlords from the southern continent."
By "highlanders", he refers to the dry plateau at the beginning of the Hornachis Mountains, where the people are brave and warlike, and for a long time, one of the most troublesome problems for the kingdom of Rune.
With the improvement of gunpowder weapons in the last century or two, these highland talents were completely subjugated. Some of them entered Beckland, and because they dared to fight and kill, they soon became a very distinctive gang in the East End.
Duckholm spread his hands: "There are too many people in the East Side who have lost hope in life, they are very suitable to be spies or killers, who can refuse such cheap soldiers who are not afraid of death?" β
"No one knows who runs the Cuckoo Bar, but Zachary has been the bar boss for a long time," he said.
"Before Boss Zachary left, he took me to meet Mr., and I learned that Mr. was the boss behind the bar.
"I'm more like I'm working for Mr., helping him gather some information, run the black market of the bar, and give Mr. most of the proceeds from the bar.
"I tried to make false accounts and take some of the proceeds for myself, but Mr. immediately noticed my trick and almost broke my right leg."
Of course, it will be seen through, is a connoisseur of deception!
Hobart nodded, no wonder he saw Duckholm's right leg as if he had been injured yesterday: "I'd also like to know more of's hiding place." β
"We destroyed a few places, but we didn't find what we were looking for," he said. β
Duckholm immediately said: "56 Gasbing Street!" Every week I go there and turn in the bar's books and earnings. β
Hobart shook his head: "We just came from there. β
Hugh on the side had been yawning as soon as she entered the door, and when she saw that Hobert's tone was not good, she immediately became energetic, and finally arrived at her favorite part of the confession.
Duckholm was a little flustered: "I, I know that one place." β
Hobert unhurriedly took out the "Holy Night Powder", "Amanda" hydrosol and other materials from his pocket: "I know a potion that can stir your mind like paste, and if I take the opportunity to throw out a question at that time, you will definitely answer honestly."
"But unfortunately, from now on your mind will always be messed up and you will become a madman!"
Hugh took Hobert's words to heart, and it has to be said that Hobert's method of coercing confessions was very novel, which greatly improved Hugh's violent aesthetics in the face of criminals.