Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery

West End, 51 Henry Street.

Audiss woke up from the bed in the lounge, and also breathed a long sigh of relief: The first time participating in the Tarot Gathering requires caution, but afterwards, I can gradually relax. "Justice" won't pay as much attention to me as she did today.

He reflected for a moment, feeling that he couldn't help but show off a little during his first gathering; otherwise, "Justice" Audrey wouldn't have caught his expression of wanting to trade with "The World."

Although he shouldn't have, Audiss didn't blame himself. After all, this was the legendary "protagonist team." It's only natural to want to show off your strength when attending such a gathering for the first time; it's human nature.

Stretching, Audiss got up and went to the herbalist shop.

Kain was chatting with a woman who looked to be in her twenties, with ordinary looks but a hint of heroism, and dressed plainly.

That was Bella, Ms. Mandy's assistant. When she saw Audiss enter, she immediately stood up: "Mr. Gahl, here are the accounts for last week."

As she spoke, she handed over a black cowhide book: "Ms. Mandy also asked me to report to you that the transaction with the wealthy merchant Agernon has been completed, and Ms. Mandy needs to go to the East End again to scout for some new people."

Audiss nodded while flipping through the account book: "Let Mandy handle it herself."

Apart from accounting and personnel arrangements, Audiss hardly cared about the daily operations of those businesses.

Bella respectfully bowed slightly: "Yes."

Audiss carefully looked through the account book and made a summary.

At this moment, a man in his thirties with tattoos on his face, looking rather fierce, entered.

As soon as he entered, he immediately took off his felt hat, revealing several long scars on his head: "Mr. Gahl."

While greeting, he held the felt hat with both hands and bowed slightly, somewhat restrained.

This was Enoch, the boss of the gang Audiss had subdued, very fierce but not very bright.

It didn't take many rounds for Audiss to completely subdue him.

Audiss nodded without looking up and gestured to Kain. The young shop assistant immediately brought a chair for Enoch.

After reading the account book brought by Bella and giving a few instructions, Bella respectfully bowed again and left. Only then did Audiss look at Enoch.

Enoch immediately stood up and also took out a black cowhide book, but the surface looked a bit dirty. Upon opening it, the handwriting was also very messy.

Audiss frowned slightly. There was no helping it; after all, Enoch had never attended school properly. When he first followed Audiss, this guy used some numbers and some symbols that only he could understand to keep accounts: "Tomorrow, you and Mandy go to the East End."

Enoch quickly said: "Yes."

Fortunately, the gang's income and expenditure accounts were not many. Audiss also made a simple summary and then closed the book: "The serial murder case has just passed. Tell everyone not to be too flamboyant."

"Yes, yes, yes. We've been honestly hiding in the bar drinking these days." Enoch began to report: "Last week, 'One-Eye' brought people to provoke us, but we only beat them away. According to your rules, we tried not to kill anyone.

"Oh, right, also last week, a masked mysterious person asked me to help him find someone, and the reward was very high. I sent people to investigate, and it turned out to be a 'Punisher' informant. Should I give his information to the mysterious person?"

Under Audiss's constant teaching, he also knew a little about the extraordinary world.

Audiss asked: "Is there a portrait?"

"Yes." Enoch handed the portrait to Audiss. It was a thin middle-aged man with a conspicuous scar at the corner of his left eye.

Audiss said: "Don't get involved."

Enoch nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, that's what I thought too."

Audiss took out 20 pounds from his wallet: "Although you didn't receive the reward, you can get intelligence fees from me here."

"No need, no need." Enoch quickly said: "This is what I should do!"

Audiss handed it over again: "You deserve it."

Only then did Enoch accept it and continue to report.

After this gang boss also left, Audiss wrote a note and asked Kain to send it to the Backlund Mechanical Research Society.

He planned to use the official extraordinary channel to check on Hugh Dilys from the police, so as not to leave any traces of investigation.

This was actually just for show. Audiss knew this not-so-tall bounty hunter very well.

… …

Cherwood Borough, 15 Minsk Street.

Early Tuesday morning, the doorbell at Klein's house rang.

He opened the door and, unsurprisingly, saw Mike Joseph, a reporter from the Daily Observer.

The two had agreed the day before yesterday that Mike would hire Sherlock Moriarty, the detective, to protect him while he went to the East End for an interview.

They took a carriage to the dirty and chaotic East End. Klein happened to meet Old Kohler and had him as the first person to be interviewed and hired him as a guide.

No mistake, one song, one first, one inside, one appearance, one in, one look!

Then Mike interviewed an old lady in her sixties. The old woman said peacefully about her happy family, which went bankrupt quickly in a short period. Her husband and son died one after another. After eating the food that Mike ordered for her, she died sitting in the warm cafe.

Looking at the old woman's body, Mike opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Old Kohler tapped his chest three times and smiled bitterly: "I knew she wouldn't last long. In the East End, things like this happen every day.

"At least she filled her stomach and died in a warm place. Hope, hehe, I hope I can be like this in the future."

After watching the police deal with the old woman's body, the three of them sighed again before continuing to look for interviewees.

They saw pickpockets running around everywhere on the streets, as well as emaciated streetwalkers who were already soliciting business on the side of the road.

Old Kohler introduced some of the processes he had heard about how gangs train pickpockets, and that there were streetwalkers everywhere in the East End.

In the entire Backlund, one-fifth of the women are or have briefly been streetwalkers. Not only are streetwalkers ubiquitous in the East End, but even in Cherwood and Saint George, where the middle class is more concentrated, many women have briefly been streetwalkers out of necessity.

It is too easy for ordinary people living in this glamorous international metropolis to go bankrupt. In the face of dignity and filling one's stomach, it does not seem too difficult to make a choice.

Mike saw six-year-old pickpockets and streetwalkers who looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

As the three walked, their eyes were attracted to one of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old streetwalkers. Besides the fact that this little girl was very beautiful, it was also because of her nervousness, apprehension, and the bruises on her face.

It was likely her first day in this industry.

Judging from the style of her already faded gray clothes, her family should have been wealthy before; otherwise, with her looks, it would have been impossible for her to become a streetwalker until now.

Mike was about to step forward to interview her, but was suddenly stopped by Klein.

At this moment, a carriage stopped in front, and a woman in her thirties, dressed neatly and with an elegant temperament, got out. She wore a faint smile and chatted with the streetwalker.

Old Kohler sighed: "This little girl is so lucky to have been spotted by the kind Ms. Mandy."

Klein was slightly stunned: "Ms. Mandy?"

"Yes." Old Kohler explained: "Every once in a while, this lady comes to the East End to take away a few pretty young girls."

Mike stroked his chin: "I remember, this is Mr. Gahl's subordinate!"