The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 642 Ch.641 The lucky demise of the Elephant Gang

If the purpose of a cult is to kill women and win over men, it makes sense.

If they hate men, it makes sense that their relatives will die no matter how close they are by blood.

But "Silver Spindle" shouldn't have approached Burns.

This means that they are ready to take another path - the honest path.

"... Winning over important women and occupying a position in the upper class circles. Using words to create storms and seek benefits or power - this is a quite complicated and correct path."

Kingsley's voice was soft.

But if "Silver Spindle" really plans to do this, it means that they must not be a "cult".

Because once you are branded as a 'cult', no matter what your teachings are - even if you 'dedicate yourself and save all living beings'...

That's a cult too.

If you want to step into the sunshine, step onto the stage, and become a member of the ball, there must be no flaws in the most fundamental place: in the eyes of the detective, the flaws in the silver spindle are too obvious.

"If they want to do this, the last thing they should do is let those women kill their husbands, brothers and fathers."

Kingsley frowned.

Pay the money, this step is no problem.

Next, we should attract more and more women from the lower class, so that they are not afraid of the threat of their husbands, the obstruction of their families, and the constraints of tradition. Let them hold their heads high, open the door of their house one by one, and walk through the streets and alleys - —

Just like what happened in Innstown.

They should start rallies and marches, tell the government and all knowledgeable people in society, and seek help from others.

‘Help us. ’

'Whether you are a man or a woman——'

This is the right way to join the dance party.

In the picture envisioned by Kingsley, once something like this happens and causes an impact, there will definitely be many famous people who will lend a helping hand:

Whether it’s support for fame or “not worth mentioning” financial help——

Whether it is a gentleman who values ​​reputation and is extremely vain, or a lady who has too much sympathy and is eager to find something to do all day long.

Both parties are happy to see this happen.

As the leader of the "Silver Spindle", Ms. Carlo will continue to appear in various salons and balls in the future.

Overall.

Whether the plight of these marchers would have changed as a result, Kingsley could not responsibly give a definite answer.

But Ms. Kahlo, and the big names who have joined in the fame and fortune game, can definitely continue to extract what they want from social activities-reputation or money.

This is the correct way to play.

The right way to join a ballroom dance.

But "Silver Spindle" made a mistake.

Its leader turned it into an out-and-out cult - and after having the evil name firmly stamped on his forehead, he suddenly realized that he had taken the wrong path, turned the ship around, and prepared to change to a more correct route...

How is this possible?

"If she's smart enough, she should abandon these women and rebuild an organization like...the Golden Spindle or something, from scratch."

The detective is particularly cold:

"Although I don't think top-down activities can really bring any 'dawn' to those people - after all, we have Holy Cross."

“That joke isn’t funny at all,” the old sheriff said sideways at him, “but I agree with you.”

He followed Kingsley's topic and talked about his wife and his lovely girl. The warmth in his heart finally melted the fierce look on the old guy's face.

"My wife and I don't want 'women's rights' or 'men's rights' - give us a holiday! Give us a fucking holiday! Men and women alike! Give us a wage increase! Reduce working hours!"

The old sheriff blew his nose and threw it against the wall.

"If the "Silver Spindle" you are talking about is really a cult, all the textile factories in London should have been burned down long ago - do you know how many cases we have dealt with last month where factory owners raped female textile workers? "

Dan Barge is extremely disdainful of these businessmen who put a lot of money in their pockets:

"The price rises too fast, and morality cannot keep up. There is a case I took over, where the factory owner and his son treated the same female textile worker..."

When Rose asked about the result, the old sheriff just sneered:

"Which man would watch his woman being humiliated? What's more, her husband is not someone who is easily offended - the man works in a leather factory, has many friends, and was also a gangster in the past. I heard my wife say this. The next night, a few people came and broke the arm of the factory owner’s son.”

The old sheriff raised his arm, but his forearm drooped weakly, dangling back and forth.

"Just like this."

"Then what?" Rose asked.

Then…

Dan Barge was silent for a few seconds.

"...Then we arrested those who beat them, and they are still in jail."

"It's just like what I thought," Rose curled her lips: "It's better than the Elephant Gang."

Elephant gang?

The police chief was stunned and nodded: "That's true. When the Elephant Gang was still there, it was indeed better than the "Silver Spindle" - although it was also more troublesome. "

God knows how much trouble these women caused the police when they dressed up and became outright thieves and liars.

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Whenever the old police chief brought his people to the scene, he not only had to face a crying, weak woman who wanted to be blown away by the wind, but he also had to endure the verbal insults from the people around him——

‘The benefactor is above! It's just two women! If they want to be able to steal, I will be William IV! ’

You better be, sir.

And Dan Barge is fed up with these 'gentlemen' who talk about art and poetry all day long, or talk in detail about artillery and battleships, as if they made them with their own hands - look down! The girl is putting her pocket watch in her pocket!

Your pocket watch!

your!

In addition, let alone those women who do not engage in skillful business, but instead intend to blackmail - they never blackmail the poor, but only collude with prostitutes to select gentlemen with particularly good reputations.

'Give me a hundred pounds. ’

Not giving?

It doesn't matter either.

The next day, your friends will probably hear some rumors.

For example, it might as well be half a little finger... or something weird like that.

How do you prove it?

Want your wife to help?

If she stands up, it will be disgraceful for her; if she remains silent, it proves that even your wife has acquiesced in this matter.

One hundred pounds, sir.

Let's shut up.

Of course, for two hundred pounds, all your friends will hear a more interesting rumor in time:

You almost left my girl dead in the house!

She had to walk like a crab for a whole week - and she was so annoyed that she scolded you and said she would never invite a tough guy like you over for drinks again.

The benefactor is above!

You are the destroyer of this business!

How will she do business in the next half month? !

How terrible!

——Rose once thought that these women had no technical content compared to her own business.

But they often make more (of course, just like theft, there are risks in this business. And how to judge the risks, measure the scale, and advance or retreat accurately... is the real 'skill'.)

"I have to say that the disappearance of the Elephant Gang is undoubtedly a good thing."

The old police chief snorted: "If these women continue to be crazy, I think they will cause trouble in the palace soon."

Rose blinked.

The Elephant Gang is indeed a good organization - aside from their criminal behavior (and nothing else).

But Rose never thought about rebuilding the Elephant Gang.

That's Annie's gang.

She has her own now.

"Tell me more about the factory owner and his son," Rose flicked her nails and asked with a smile, "I want to know which gentleman has such a close relationship with his son..."

Kingsley stood in the shadows and glanced at Rose silently.