Pollution throughout the territory

An hour and a half later, Xia Ren finally arrived in the rich area without any danger.

The streets here are neat and clean, and there are police patrolling the road from time to time. If you see a disheveled homeless person or a person who is dressed down, they will come forward and question you. If you can't tell your job and residence, then I'm sorry, but you will probably be arrested. Expelled from this area.

Fortunately, Xia Ren was already prepared. When he entered the rich area, he had already taken off his outer cloak and threw it into the trash can, revealing that he had already prepared neat clothes inside.

This is a set of skirts that Anna's husband had specially customized when he pursued her. It is worth a lot of money. No poor person would wear this kind of clothes every day.

He had no unnecessary expression on his face, walked with his head held high, and occasionally met the eyes of patrolling policemen without evading them.

People living in poor areas can be distinguished at a glance. They have been in a tense environment for a long time. Compared with the pampered rich people, their temperament is hugely different.

Xia Ren was obviously no longer on the police's suspect list, so the journey was almost smooth.

But how to find Pickman has become an urgent problem for him to solve.

Anna didn't have much information about Pickman in her memory. She only knew that he was a painter and seemed to be a member of an art club. In addition, Pickman also owned a house in a wealthy area, but the property's She didn't know the location.

After standing there and thinking for a while, Xia Ren turned around and found that a female police officer was looking at him from a distance, seemingly curious about his sudden stop.

Xia Ren walked directly towards the police and asked, "Do you know where the Art Club is?"

"Art Club?"

The policewoman seemed a little surprised to be asked for directions, but she still thought about it carefully and said, "There seems to be a club on Newberry Street. I wonder if it's what you're looking for."

"Thanks."

Xia Ren nodded in thanks, then turned and left.

After walking out of the street corner and confirming that the policewoman could not see him, Xia Ren stopped a passerby and asked for the location of Newbury Street.

After walking for another half hour, it was already noon. The smell of food wafted from the restaurants on the street, and Xia Ren was also a little hungry.

There was no time to delay. He had already arrived at Newbury Street, but there were so many houses on the street and many of the clubs were relatively low-key and did not directly indicate their names. After asking a few passers-by again, he finally found his destination.

This is the building of an exhibition hall on the roadside. In front of the revolving door, there is a carpet.

Xia Ren looked outside and then walked straight in.

There is a hall inside, which is somewhat empty. There are many paintings hanging on the walls of the hall. Judging from the style, it should not be painted by one person.

At the end of the hall, there are two rows of spiral staircases, leading to the second floor.

The gorgeous chandelier emits a faint light, and the surrounding air is filled with a bit of coolness.

"anyone there?"

Xia Ren shouted to the location on the second floor.

In the corner of the first floor, the white cloth covering a chair in front of an easel suddenly shook, and then a man in his thirties with a mustache pulled off the white cloth and stood up from the chair.

He seemed to be awake, wiped his face, then looked at Xia Ren's position and walked over.

The man was yawning. After seeing Xia Ren's face clearly, he quickly wiped his saliva and straightened his appearance. After a moment, he put on a gentle look and said, "Hello, my name is Elliot, this beautiful lady." Miss, what can I do for you?"

Oh, what a beautiful woman, is this the happiness given to me by God?

Looking at the other person's flawless face at close range, Elliot's heart was beating fast, feeling that he had finally met his destined partner.

He is a romantic and firmly believes that this is love at first sight.

Xia Ren didn't know that the other party was already thinking about him. He looked around and asked, "Is Pickman here?"

Upon hearing the name, Elliot seemed a little disappointed and said, "Pickman hasn't been here for a few days."

He hesitated and asked, "Excuse me, miss, what is your relationship with Pickman?"

Xia Ren said without hesitation: "I am his sister-in-law."

"ah?"

Eliot was struck by lightning.

In his impression, he knew that Pickman had a brother who lived in a slum area, and that his brother was already married, but he never thought that the beautiful lady with extraordinary temperament in front of him turned out to be his sister-in-law.

Women like this should not appear in poor areas.

Could it be that my love affair has ended before it even started?

Regardless of whether Elliot was dazed or not, Xia Ren said, "My husband died last night, so I want to notify Pickman. Do you know where he is?"

"ah?"

Elliot was stunned again, but this time he quickly reacted and said: "I didn't expect such a sad thing to happen. Don't worry about it now. I have a good relationship with Pickman. I will take you to find him now." he."

Elliot volunteered and led Xia Ren out of the club's gate, took a taxi through several streets, and arrived in front of a residential building.

On the way, perhaps because Xia Ren's husband was dead and he still had a chance, Elliot started to think carefully about Xia Ren again.

But he didn't have any evil intentions. The chaos in the slums was not just a temporary thing. It started a long time ago. If the women living there died, almost all of them would remarry quickly. Otherwise, they would lose their men to rely on. The end will be very miserable.

Elliot thought that instead of letting Xia Ren marry other men in the poor area and let the pearl fall into dust in vain, it would be better to marry him so that she could move into the rich area.

Almost no girl in the slums could resist this temptation, so Elliot was very confident.

But the woman in front of her seemed different from a normal woman, and she didn't respond to her advances along the way.

Elliot was not in a hurry. Her husband had just died, so there had to be a buffer period.

As for whether the other party is married or not, Elliot doesn't care at all. There is no absolute perfection in the world. He has been waiting for more than thirty years, and now he finally meets the woman who can make his heart beat. This is simply destined. Love.

He opened the car door for Xia Ren very gentlemanly and asked, "I don't know your name yet."

"Anna." Xia Ren said.

Elliot smiled and praised sincerely: "What a good name."

Of course, Xia Ren also understood that he had thoughts about her. If she was not in the ancient dream, thinking from Anna's perspective, developing a relationship with Elliot would of course be the best option, but there was no if.

The two went upstairs, and Elliot came to a door on the fifth floor with familiarity and knocked on the door.

"Pickman! Are you at home? Pickman!"

He shouted several times in succession, but there was no response.

"Pickman!"

Elliot shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Let me do it."

Xia Ren couldn't afford to waste time. The longer he delayed, the greater the chance Theresa would be in danger at home. He didn't want to wait until he rushed back and saw an empty house.

He took out his revolver, held the barrel tightly, and banged the door lock with the handle.

With the sound of metal hitting, the door lock opened.

Xia Ren put away his pistol, looked at the stunned Elliot next to him, opened the door, and pulled him into the house.