Chapter 143: Informant Fees

Ahem!

Mike Joseph pulled out his handkerchief, covered his mouth, and coughed several times.

The fog in the factory area was thicker than the rest of the place, with a yellow tinge in the middle of the air, as if floating with dust, and occasionally emitted a spicy and pungent smell that was unbearable even for Mr. Reporter, who had long been accustomed to the air of Beckland.

He turned his head to Klein, who was also coughing lowly, and said:

"I have always supported the establishment of the Kingdom Air Pollution Investigation Commission and the establishment of the Attorney for the Alkali Industry, but I learned today that the problem is so serious. ”

"If effective measures are not taken, it may lead to tragedy in the future. Klein struggled to get through the clogged nose.

It may shroud the whole of Bakeland in a fog no more than five meters from a visual distance, and it is likely that the evil god will descend or be born in such a scene...... He silently added.

Old Kohler, who didn't quite understand their conversation, cleared his throat with thick phlegm, and led the reporters and detectives around the guards and infiltrated a leaden white factory.

It is dominated by female workers, who are busy without protection, and the factory is filled with noticeable dust.

Looking at the "small particles" suspended and floating in the air, Klein seemed to see poisonous gas, and the young women without masks were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

At this moment, it was as if he had returned to Tingen, to the process of helping Sir de Ville deal with his grievances.

He seems to have seen the future of the women here, some of whom have throbbing heads, some of whom have blurred vision, some of whom have become hysterical, some of whom have blue lines on their gums, and who eventually become blind or die soon.

It's like a big bloody sacrifice ceremony, except that the target is the glittering money symbol...... If cults such as the Aurora Society and the Rose School can take advantage of similar things, as Lanerus did, it will be a big problem...... Crane covered his mouth and nose and stared silently.

Mike Joseph whispered in shock and anger:

"How can this be?"

"How can they do that?"

"Some time ago, various newspapers and magazines have focused on lead poisoning, and they didn't take any precautions?"

"Can't even give up a mask?"

"These factory owners are murdering!"

is really a reporter with a sense of justice, although he is not young, his style is relatively stingy, and his acting skills are quite good, but he still retains his original intention...... But how could he have known so much about lead poisoning? By the way, I have forgotten that I had Sir de Ville widely publicize the dangers of lead poisoning in various newspapers and magazines...... It seems that he is doing a good job, but for some people, the death of one or two untouchables in the lower classes is a thing?

As a veteran journalist, Mike did not lose his mind, quietly observed and questioned several workers who had changed shifts, and then left the lead-white factory.

Later, they entered one factory after another, and were distracted by the dirty environment and the intense labor of the people.

Near noon, Klein suddenly noticed a large number of people, mainly women, gathered outside a factory in front of him, who were excitedly shouting something and trying to rush inside.

"What's going on?" Mike asked, confused, about Old Kohler.

Old Kohler was also puzzled:

"I'll go over and ask. ”

He trotted outside the factory, blended into the crowd, and waited several minutes before returning to Crane and Mike.

"They're going to smash those new machines!" said Kohler Sr., taking a breath and getting to the point.

"Why?" Mike hadn't been in charge of similar news before, so he didn't know much about it, but Klein vaguely guessed why.

Old Kohler pointed to the factory and said:

"It's a textile factory, they're going to switch to the latest weaving machines, and they're going to have fewer people in charge of the operation, like, it's like, they're going to lay off a third of the workers!"

"Those women workers want to smash the machines and get their jobs back, otherwise, they probably won't survive, or they'll have to go as street girls. ”

Mike's mouth opened, and judging by the shape of his mouth, he vaguely wanted to say "stupid", but in the end, he didn't say anything, just looked over there silently, and didn't even come closer.

"Go back, I'm pretty much done with my investigative interviews. After a long time, Mike sighed.

The three of them immediately turned around and walked out of the factory area, silent all the way, and no one spoke.

When they were about to part, Mike glanced at Klein and said in a low voice:

"You say, if you shut down the lead-white factories that don't do protection, or take their bosses to court, will those women workers find anything else to do?"

Klein thought about it seriously and said:

"If it's just a few, it's not a big problem, but some women workers may suffer from hunger and cold in the process of finding other jobs, and gradually lose their labor force because they have no savings at all. ”

"It would be a disaster if you shut down too much in a short period of time, and if you put on a new loom and lose your job passively. ”

In the Bakerland factory area alone, there may be thousands, if not tens of thousands, of unemployed workers, who roam the streets like living corpses without food and clothing, or who are fighting for jobs for other workers with lower pay demands...... I don't know how many people will die or have a harder time in the entire Eastern Side, it will be a hellish scene, even if this world does not have extraordinary power, it will bring great disaster, and now, the various evil gods are secretly coveting and waiting...... Klein swallowed many words back into his stomach.

Mike became silent again, and after paying 10 pounds 6 soles, he left the factory area in a horse-drawn carriage.

Crane watched the carriage go away and didn't speak for a long time.

When he was a night watchman, he had learned about and had contact with the lives of those poor people, but he was not as impressed as this time.

The all-round, three-dimensional observation completely presented an abyss in front of his eyes.

The Eastern District is really full of dangers, hidden fires, and if you are not careful, you may be ignited by a cult organization...... Crane muttered for a few seconds and said:

"Kohler, I'd like to ask you to keep an eye on all aspects of the East End, um, outside of your work. ”

"I'll pay you so that you can have money to make friends with other workers, and every week, we will meet at the same café as before. ”

Old Kohler's eyes lit up:

"No problem!"

He didn't mention the price, fully believing the well-meaning Mr. Detective.

Klein pondered:

"I will give you 15 Sules plus a reward for each meeting, and if you provide information to my satisfaction, I will be rewarded with an additional 5 Sullers. ”

"One pound?" said old Kohler, stunned.

He lived the warmest and happiest years, and his weekly salary was only 21 soles, that is, 1 pound and 1 sule.

"Yes. Klein nodded, "You have to pay attention to your words and deeds, don't be too eager to gather information, and keep asking less questions and listening more, otherwise, you will bear certain dangers." ”

This informant fee, in theory, is reimbursable, however, I am now a fivepence party with my own dry rations...... Crane laughed half-embarrassed, half-self-deprecating.

............

In Queens, in the luxurious villa of the Earl Hall's family, in Miss Audrey's study.

The blonde girl was listening to Miss Eastrant, a psychology teacher, and from time to time she stroked Susie, a large dog squatting next to her.

Isrant Ossleyka, who had waist-length black hair, noticed that the dog seemed to be listening attentively, and couldn't help but smile and pause for two seconds.

She then continued:

"At present, there is no absolutely orthodox theory in the field of psychology, and there are several schools of thought, such as psychoanalysis, personality analysis, and behavioral psychology. ”

"Of course, the study of the mind and the spirit is not only done by psychologists and psychologists, but also by many professionals in the field of occultism, and among them, the most famous is, heh, sorry, I deviated from the textbook, let's go back to the topic just now, and talk about psychoanalysis first. ”

Audrey obviously heard the other party's intention to seduce, and asked pretending to be ignorant and curious:

"Teacher, I would like to know more about the psychological aspects of the occult field. ”

"You know, I'm interested in that. ”

Islam pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and said in embarrassment:

"But this involves some oath of secrecy, I mean, these theories, these studies, the secrets that belong to certain occult circles, are disseminated only internally. ”

"That's right...... So, can I join in?" Audrey asked expectantly, "They shouldn't be involved in anything evil, right?"

"Hah, how is that possible? It was just a workshop organized by enthusiasts. After Eastland mentioned a sentence, he took the initiative to divert the topic, "This matter, let's talk about it later, let's continue the course first." ”

If this is a common quality of members of the Psychological Alchemy Society, then I don't have to worry too much about them being full of crazy people and perverts like Mr. A...... Audrey deliberately showed a look of reluctance to accept the topic just now, but she still listened to the theoretical basis of the psychoanalytic school with culture.

When this lesson was over, and Eastland was sent away, she returned to her study, cautiously closed the heavy wooden door, and said to the golden retriever:

"Susie, what do you think of her?"

"She's not sincere!" replied Susie bluntly.

Then, it tilted its head and said:

"Still, she had something interesting, I thought it was more interesting than meat and snack cookies!"

Susie, do you want to be a psychiatrist in the future, specializing in treating animals for mental illness? Like the Glerint horse who may have depression...... Audrey suddenly fell into deep thought, considering whether to prepare a special white coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses for Susie to make her look more professional.