Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 69: This is eastern district
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In the abandoned medical school teaching building, the meeting has ended, and Audrey, who is leaving in a circle, suddenly trances, and sees the familiar rich grey mist and the blurry figure in the middle of the high grey mist.
"This is the clue."
Following Mister Fool's low voice is a photo-like scene, and still a colorful photo!
A man close to two meters, not a strong man wearing a black priest's suit, stood in the shadows. His pale yellow hair was soft and slightly curly. The dark brown pupils harbored viciousness, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly.
Clue? Clues to the eastern district Dharavi Street bombing and Gavin stumble drowning incident? Is this the murderer? Audrey startled, immediately understand.
Mister Fool has a clue ... He is so powerful, no, omnipotent ... After secretly sighing, she turned to look at the Forsi beside her.
As soon as Forsi took off the mask, took off the surgical cap, and sat in the carriage, he noticed that Miss Audrey had a slightly strange look, and immediately asked:
"Is there something on my face?"
"No." Audrey withdrew his gaze and sat down, removing the disguise.
Forsi recalled the previous gathering and asked curiously:
"Miss Audrey, why did n’t you ask for formula for Audience? Then you can establish contact with Psychology Alchemy Union."
She remembered that the generous and generous Miss Audrey remained silent for almost the entire session, listening most of the time, only sold some materials containing spirituality, and purchased other varieties accordingly.
Audrey smiled lightly:
"This is my first meeting in this circle, I think it is more important to observe and wait."
"I am looking forward to magical medicine's formula, and even more looking forward to the magical item, but I told myself that there is no need to be so anxious. It is a better strategy to get familiar first and then act."
This is also the "professional habit" of Audience path, and there are no extraordinary materials such as evil marked black leopard spinal fluid, Wizard Spring neuropil crystal and other Mister World ... Audrey silently added a sentence.
Forsi looked at the girl who was under 18 years old, and suddenly felt that the other party was more mature than ever.
She laughed at herself suddenly:
"If I could be like you, then I would not waste precious opportunities."
Audrey gave a smile, responded, and said instead:
"I will ask some special friends tomorrow morning to see if they have clues about the Dharavi Street bombing. You and Quinn are waiting for news in the old place."
"Okay." Forsi nodded without suspicion.
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Klein did not return to Minsk Street at night and slept directly in the one-bedroom interior of eastern district Black Palm Street.
He was afraid that the suspected murderer was wearing a black priest uniform and had a fellow party. He was looking for himself full of street.
Although the probability of encountering is not high, and he has also disguised before, most of the other parties can not recognize it, but since the result of divination indicates that there is a certain possibility, then Klein is cautious, and he has slept in eastern district late.
It was just dawning. He put on another dark blue worker uniform and wore a light brown cap. He left the room, went down the stairs, and entered the street.
At this time, the pale and yellowish mist filled the surroundings, the shadows of the passing figures were blurred, and the cold morning immersed in the clothes.
Klein lowered his head and hurried off, exactly like the pedestrians who got up early to work.
During walking, he saw a 4-5 ten-year-old with white temples in front, and a middle-aged and old man wearing a thick jacket continually stalking in situ and tremblingly felt a cigarette from his inner pocket And a very empty box of matches.
He just opened the matchbox and suddenly shook his right hand. The crumpled cigarette fell to the ground and rolled in front of Klein's.
Klein stopped its own pace, picked it up and handed it to the other party.
"Thank you, thank you! This is my old man, there are few left." The middle-aged and old man sincerely thanked him and took the cigarette.
His face was pale, his beard had n’t been shaved for a long time, and his tiredness showed from the corners of his eyebrows without reservation, and he lamented and added:
"I have n’t slept again for another night, I do n’t know if I can persist for a few days, I hope the Lord will bless me so that I can enter charitable institution today."
This is the vagabond who was driven away ... Klein asked casually:
"Why do the kings and ministers not allow you to sleep in the park?"
"Who knows? But in such weather, when you sleep outside, you probably wo n’t wake up anymore, or it ’s better during the day, you can find a warmer place, hey, so you do n’t have time to find a job. "The middle-aged and old man lit the cigarette and took a beautiful breath.
It seems that his energy has recovered a bit, walking side by side with Klein, striding towards the end of the fog or the depth of the fog.
The Klein did n’t want to greet him, and wanted to speed up getting rid of him, but at this moment, he suddenly saw the middle-aged and elderly man who spoke clearly and stooped down, and picked up a dark thing from the ground.
This seems to be a clean apple core.
The middle-aged and old man swallowed a spit, stuffed the dirt-filled core in his hand into the mouth, cracked and bitten, and then ate it all skillfully, without any residue.
looks at Klein's surprised look, he wiped his mouth, shrugged, and smiled bitterly:
"I haven't eaten in three days."
This sentence Huo Ran hit the heart of Klein's, so that he had an indescribable touch.
He sighed silently and smiled:
"Sorry, I did n’t do myself introduction just now. I am a reporter and I am doing a report on vagabond. Can I interview you? Let ’s go to the cafe in front."
The middle-aged and older man froze for a moment, then smiled:
"no problem, which is much warmer than the street."
"If you can finish the interview, stay a little longer, so that I can sleep in it for half an hour, no, a quarter of an hour, it would be better."
Klein opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer. He just led the "interviewee" into the cheap cafe at the street.
The tables and chairs in the cafe are quite greasy. Because of the walls and windows, there are also many guests. The average temperature is indeed much higher than on the street.
The middle-aged and old man grabbed his throat and concealed his throat that was perched on the scent.
Klein signaled him to sit down and came to the place where he ordered, asked for two large cups of tea, a plate of lamb stew with tender peas, two bread, two pieces of toast, one bad butter, one artificial cream , Totaling 17.5 pence.
"Eat, you can only interview if you are full." When the food was ready, Klein brought them back to their table.
"For me?" the middle-aged and old man asked with expectation and surprise.
"Except for a piece of toast and a cup of tea, everything else is yours." Klein responded with a smile.
The middle-aged and old man wiped his eyes and said with a choked voice:
"... you, you are really a kind person."
"Don't eat too quickly if you are hungry for a long time." Klein urged.
"I know, I have an old man who died like this." The middle-aged and old man tried to eat slowly, picked up tea from time to time, and took a big sip.
Klein simply solved the toast, just quietly looks at, waiting for the other party to finish.
"Huh, I have three months, no, I haven't been so full for half a year. In charitable institution, the food is just enough." after a while, the middle-aged and old man put down the spoon, and there was an empty plate in front of him.
Klein pretends to be a reporter and asks casually:
"How did you become vagabond?"
"This is an unlucky thing. I was originally a pretty good worker. I have a wife, two cute children, a boy and a girl. But a few years ago, an infectious disease took away I have lived in them for a long time, I have lost my job, I have lost my wealth, I have lost my family. Since then, I have often been unable to find a job, I have no money to rent a house, I have no money to eat, I have to wander in different places. The streets and certain parks made me very weak, and it was even harder to find a job ... "the middle-aged and old man said numbly and sadly.
He took a sip of tea and sighed again:
"I can only wait for the opportunity to enter charitable institution, but you know, each charitable institution has a limit on the number, good luck, and queuing in time, I can spend a few days, recover a little bit of strength, and then find a copy Temporary work, um, temporary, soon, I will be unemployed again, repeat the previous process again, I do n’t know how long I can persist like this. "
"I should have been a good worker."
Klein thought for a while: "How many cigarettes do you still have?"
"There are not many." The middle-aged and old man smiled bitterly. "This is my last property. When I was kicked out by the landlord, I only left things. Oh, I can't bring them into charitable institution. I will They are secretly hidden in the gaps in the clothes. Only when it is the most difficult, I took out one and let myself have a hope, I do n’t know how long I can persist, I will tell you, I was a good worker . "
Klein is not a professional reporter. I do n’t know what to ask.
He turned his head to look out the window and saw faces with obvious hunger.
Some are quite sober, this is a eastern district resident, and some are numb and tired like human race, this is vagabond.
There is no obvious gap between the two, the former can easily become the latter, for example, the gentleman in front of me ... Klein turned around, but found that the middle-aged and old man fell asleep, curled up in a chair and fell asleep .
After a few minutes of silence, Klein went to wake him up and gave him a bronze penny:
"This is the cost of the interview."
"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you!" The middle-aged and old man didn't recover for a while. He waited for the Klein to walk to the door, and then raised his voice, "I will take a bath in cheap hotel and take a good sleep Then find a job. "
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At noon, Klein attended a banquet at Sammer home, a total of ten guests.
There are apple juice with steak, grilled chicken, fried fish, sausage, cream soup, many foods, two bottles of champagne, and a bottle of red wine.
On the way back to the bathroom, he met Mrs. Starling Sammer, so he sincerely thanked:
"Very rich lunch, thank you for your hospitality."
"A total of 4 pounds 8shilling was spent, the most expensive is the three bottles of wine, but this is a collection of Luke, he has a wine cabinet." Mrs. Starling, who was pretty and pretty, replied with a smile.
Wait for Klein to speak, she turned to say: "Only the Mary thing, you earn 10 pounds. If you can maintain such good luck, you will soon be able to hold a similar banquet. For people, they have to invite friends and be invited by friends once a month. "
Klein has long been accustomed to each other ’s style, and he flattered a compliment:
"Well, but I have to wait until my annual income is stable at 400 pounds to be like you."
Starling lifted his chin suddenly, trying to make his smile lighter:
"£ 430, you have to have £ 430."
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dock district, East Balam dock, Workers Union Tavern.
Quinn wears a lot of high boots and has a thick beard, making him look like a short man.
She recalled the portrait she saw from Miss Audrey, trying to impress the look of the suspected murderer in her mind.
If Gavin was also killed by him, then he probably frequented this pub ... Quinn asked for a rye beer and a lunch, shrunk in the corner, ate slowly, and looked around secretly from time to time, looking for targets .
after a while, the door of the tavern was pushed open again, and Quinn looked over conditionedly.
At this point, her pupil contracted like a needle tip, and the whole person almost became a stone figure.
The customer who comes in is nearly two meters tall!