章節 352: Jerry the rat
Sniffing the smell of burnt flesh in the air, then looking at his men lying on the ground, Old Bush stood up from his chair. Although the situation was clearly disadvantageous to him, he wasn't surprised. He was even afraid. "A powerful aristocrat. Fine, you win. What do you want me to do?"
"Help me find out if there are any strange things in Charonte City recently. For example, dried corpses, strange noises, and inexplicably missing women." Beta threw out a cloth bag with some gold and silver coins. "This is your reward for doing this for me."
"Powerful and generous aristocrat, I have no reason to refuse." Old Bush's deadwood-like face smiled faintly, but there seemed to be a strange sense of sarcasm. "I will have my men turn the entire Calonte City upside down. I will definitely find the clues you want."
"Sorry to trouble you." Beta routinely said some polite words, as if the atmosphere between them was extremely friendly. The men lying on the ground weren't his doing.
Since the matter was done, it was time to leave.
Bush watched Beta leave and then continued to look up at the sky … Those big men lying on the ground, after wailing for a while, stood up one after another. Although their vitality was not very good, their bodies were all lightly injured, and no one was seriously injured.
"The aristocrat showed mercy." The sarcasm on Old Bush's face became more obvious. "Did you see that? This is the difference between professionals and non-professionals … You little things, do you think you are powerful just because you have a lot of people and occupy a few dirty streets? Those professionals can easily beat a dozen of you. You have no experience at all. You actually dare to urge me to attack the city lord's mansion? "
His cold, mocking laughter caused these burly men to hang their heads dejectedly.
Old Bush laughed. "The money has already been thrown down. It's up to you whether you want to do it or not. Anyway, I don't have many days left to live. You are still young and should understand that you still have a bright future ahead of you. Even if there isn't a future, at least you still have a life to enjoy it. But the money has been thrown down, and you don't work. "
"I just can't accept it. Why are those nobles born above all others? Why are we poor people born to be given to others?"
"That's because their ancestors are powerful." Old Bush laughed strangely. "How many generations of hard work have they gone through before their descendants can become nobles and enjoy life. As for your ancestors, they were all fools. Fools. They had no initiative. Naturally, you are suffering … If you want to blame someone, blame your ancestors for not living up to expectations. Of course, if you're still like this, your descendants will blame you for not living up to expectations. "
The class structure of this world was quite serious, but it was not to the point where there was no progress at all. Ordinary people could also send their sons to become Knight Apprentices, Knight Apprentices, Mage Apprentices, or Merchant Apprentices. If they worked hard enough and weren't too stupid, they would naturally catch the eye of nobles and be nurtured. After all, nobles also needed loyal subordinates.
As long as this went on for a few generations and slowly accumulated, they would be able to endure the status of nobility. Next, it would depend on how hard the princes worked to obtain more resources and expand their influence.
Moreover, in this world, every one or two hundred years, there would always be a great chaotic war. At that time, there would be a great reshuffle of the social hierarchy, and it was the time when commoners were most likely to stand out.
Of course, it was also the most miserable time for the commoners.
It was better to be a dog in peace than a man in chaos … This was a bloody lesson that had been taught for thousands of years.
The ten burly men sighed and supported each other as they left. Old Bush's hut was suddenly quiet again. He sat on the rocking chair. Not long after, a young man walked in from outside. He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. At first glance, one could tell that he was a handsome young man, but his face seemed to have seen through the world, which more or less destroyed some of his temperament.
"Godfather, you're looking for me?"
"Yes." Old Bush nodded and looked up and down at the young man. Then he sighed. "You've become stronger, but you're wasting your energy. Do you know that?"
"I know, but opportunities are created for those who are prepared. As long as I slowly become stronger, one day, I will get a chance to become a professional. At that time …" At this point, the young man's face showed some killing intent.
Old Bush sighed and said slowly, "I know that you have a strong desire for revenge, but some things really can't be handled by ordinary people … But you're right, opportunities are always given to those who are prepared. Not long ago, a nobleman came to our door and asked us to investigate the recent dry corpses and missing women. I think this may be related to the disappearance of your sister. You can try to get involved. Tell him what you found out. "
After a moment of surprise, the young man's face became ecstatic. "Really?"
"Rat Jerry, you are my adopted son. When have I ever lied to you?" Old Bush said with some loneliness. "My position should have been inherited by you, but you don't like it."
Jerry shook his head and said, "I just want to find my sister now. I don't think about anything else."
Old Bush was very disappointed. He really felt that this adopted son was very suitable to inherit his mantle. "If you find your sister, then consider my words." "
"Thank you, foster father. I will consider it."
The young man, Jerry, who was known as the rat of Dirty Water Street, left without hesitation.
Old Bush let out a long sigh. He knew very well that Jerry's ambition was very high. He was absolutely not willing to become the leader of a force. If Old Bush had not given Jerry a lot of help, the young man would not even join his force.
"The forces of Dirty Water Street must be controlled by a person with a bottom line. Otherwise, the new master who is too greedy will break the current balance of Dirty Water Street. If Jerry is not willing to do it, then there is no suitable candidate." Old Bush's face was full of pain. "And I am too old. I don't know if I can hold on until the next suitable candidate appears."
"Then leave Jerry here."
This sentence suddenly emerged from the shadow of Old Bush.
"I can't keep him." Old Bush shook his head. "I can't force him to stay. That child is very assertive. If I force him to stay, it will backfire."
"Then use emotion to keep him."
Old Bush shook his head. "Although I can use emotion to keep him, I don't want to. That is too despicable."
"This won't work, that won't work either. How are you going to choose a suitable successor?"
Old Bush was silent for a while, then said, "If there is really no suitable candidate, then forget it. I am dead. Who cares what Dirty Water Street will become. Before I have Charonte, the people of Dirty Water Street have a different life … "
"As long as you are open-minded."
The voice in the shadow gradually became silent. Old Bush closed his eyes again.
On the other hand, Beta was also inquiring about the strange things in Charonte City. Although vampires were powerful, their way of doing things was different from humans. Therefore, as long as they existed in the city, there would always be some clues.
It was not that Beta did not trust those gangsters, but one more person meant one more power.
The vampires also seemed to know that Beta was looking for him and hid very well. However, three days later, Beta still received a very useful message. A beggar found a woman's body in the river.
The body's skin was pale, as if the blood had been sucked out of it, and it was wrinkled.
Beta came to the scene alone, but he wasn't actually alone. Shirley, Emma, and Jessica were all in the Mystra's Mansion space, ready to come out at any time.
The dead woman was young, and it could be seen from her appearance and physique that she was a girl. Beta crouched down and carefully examined the body of the deceased, finding that the girl had indeed been drained of blood, and there were two teeth holes near her throat … Judging from this information, the suspicion that vampires were hiding in the city was growing.
He flicked a silver coin into the hand of the beggar who provided the information, and was about to leave when he noticed a young man appear on the river not far away.
The young man slowly walked over, looked at Beta, and then asked, "You are the noble lord who inquired about the strange things in Charonte City."
The person in front of him was an ordinary person. Beta also looked at him for a while, then nodded.
"What you're investigating seems to have a lot to do with what I'm investigating." The young man looked around. "But this isn't the place to talk. Can you come with me?"
Normally, ordinary people wouldn't casually follow strangers, but Beta was skilled and bold, and he did want to know more information. After all, it wasn't a pleasant thing to be watched in the dark by a suspected vampire enemy.
Ten minutes later, the two of them came to a small house.
Although the house was simple, it was quite clean.
"I won't invite you to sit," the young man said slowly. "I've been investigating something in Charonte City for three months. I have a lot of information that might be able to help you. "
Beta looked at him and asked, "What kind of price do I have to pay, money?"
"I don't need money, but I have a condition." The young man took a slight breath and said, "When you find the real culprit behind the scenes, I hope you can take me with you. There are some things I want to confirm. "
"But you're an ordinary person, and if you get involved in this matter, it might not bode well for you."
The person Beta was going to deal with was most likely a vampire, and ordinary people had absolutely no hope of survival if they encountered such a creature.
The young man's face was as cold as ice: "It doesn't matter. I have already put life and death aside. What I want to know most now is another thing. When you can catch the person behind the scenes, maybe I will know the outcome of the matter."
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