When the sun just rose the next morning, Lawrence had already packed up and walked out of St. Gutenberg's Cathedral. After walking for more than ten minutes, he arrived in front of Aunt Susan's tavern.
"Who are you?" After knocking on the door, Aunt Susan standing inside felt a little strange, because she found that she didn't seem to recognize such a young man with white hair and blue eyes.
"I am Lawrence, Lawrence August, the young man who has lived in your attic for four years." Lawrence quickly explained. After all, he had changed so much in the past few days that Aunt Susan could not recognize him.
Very normal.
"Oh, it's you!" After looking at Lawrence's face carefully, Aunt Susan finally recognized his identity. "But why did you dye your hair and eyes this color? I almost missed it just now.
Didn't even recognize it."
"That's because something happened when I went to church." Lawrence explained vaguely, and then he asked. "By the way, where is Uncle Jack now? I have something to find him."
"Jack?" Aunt Susan looked at Lawrence and said with some worry. "Seriously, Lawrence. Although Jack is not a completely bad person, I suggest you not to get too close to him. After all, you are now
You have graduated from college and have a very bright future. It would damage your reputation if people found out you had been in contact with Jack."
"Well, thank you." Lawrence nodded, and then took out his chartered detective certificate. "But I have to find Jack, because this is for official business."
"Chartered detective? It seems that our little Lawrence is also promising." As the widow of a non-commissioned officer, Aunt Susan recognized what this certificate meant. "I'm going to find someone to call Jack now."
As she spoke, Aunt Susan walked to the door of the tavern and called the child in the deli across the street to give some instructions. The child quickly nodded and ran into the deli and disappeared.
Twenty minutes later, Lawrence, led by Jack who hurried to the tavern, walked towards the decaying factory area. Along the way, Jack enthusiastically introduced Lawrence to the real situation of their destination.
"The place we are going to is on the edge of the Bulan River. It is also one of the earliest textile workshops in the city. However, after the invention of the steam engine, those water conservancy textile factories slowly fell behind and were eliminated. Of course
As a result, the entire land was gradually abandoned and abandoned."
"Until 15 years ago, for some reason, the completely abandoned textile factory suddenly caught fire one night, and then the factory building was completely burned to rubble. Fortunately, it was late at night and there were very few people in the factory.
, therefore no casualties were caused.”
"After the fire, the factory owner found that the cost of rebuilding the factory here was too high, so he chose to build a new steam-powered textile factory elsewhere. Before that, the workers had already gone to the new factory. This situation
This ruins was slowly abandoned and forgotten, and later it naturally became a hiding place for some gangs."
"What gangs are hiding there now?" After hearing that Jack said this was a hiding place for gangs, Lawrence immediately asked. After all, what he was most worried about during this operation was the role of gang members.
"There are many. As far as I know, there are three or four gangs that use that ruins as their base." Jack scratched his hair subconsciously. "Do you have any specific information?"
"It's in—" Lawrence said, taking out a piece of paper from his pocket and looking at it. "Building 2, Dormitory Affiliated to the Barracuda Textile Factory."
"I know this." Jack looked suddenly enlightened upon hearing this. "That was the headquarters of the Spindle Gang. After the textile factory closed down, the factory owner sold those dormitories and started using them as low-rent housing.
It was able to attract tenants, but later because it was too far away from other factories, no one rented it, and eventually it became a gang base. Because of this, the names of gangs in this area are all related to the textile industry."
"What is the specific situation of this spindle?" Lawrence asked curiously. After all, as a gang that occupied his destination, he felt that it was necessary for him to investigate this clearly.
"Not long ago, the Spindle Gang should have been the top three gangs in this area." Jack thought for a moment and said. "But now I don't know the specific situation, because they have split and fallen into chaos."
"A top three gang is now in chaos?" Lawrence asked curiously. "What happened to make such a large gang in chaos?"
"I don't know the specific situation. After all, I only operate in Ms. Susan's tavern and nearby residences." Jack shook his head gently. As the leader of a small gang, he didn't know the inside story of these big gangs.
It's normal. "But I heard that it was because their gang leader first took on a big task and said he could unify the Gear District, but suddenly he got drunk and fell into the water and drowned. Then the police acted with unprecedented seriousness.
Attitude took away most of the Spindle Gang's backbone."
"After the middle and high-level leaders of the gang were almost wiped out, the entire gang split into several groups and began to compete for power. Coupled with the squeeze from other gangs, the Spindle Gang is now in serious decline."
"So it means that their headquarters is easier to enter?" Lawrence muttered quietly. He felt that if the other party fell into chaos, they would not care about him.
"For outsiders, it's much more difficult to get in now than in the past." Jack shook his head. "Because now the several existing leaders of the Spindle Gang want to unify the Spindle Gang, so these splinter factions of the Spindle Gang are busy grabbing nearby
Territory, as far as I know, they have been fighting every day in the past few days, sometimes using some guns. Fortunately, the two of us didn't meet on the road just now."
"Who owns the building that is the headquarters of the Spindle Gang now?" Lawrence asked the question he was most concerned about.
"No one." Jack shook his head and continued. "In the beginning, it was the number three man from the Spindle Gang who led a group of people to occupy the place. Then another group of people made a sneak attack at night and made the building change hands. That group of people fought like this
The calls went back and forth, and the building changed hands two or three times. Until a week ago, maybe too many people died in the room, and ghosts appeared in the building."
At this point Jack shuddered, as if something terrible was staring at him nearby.
"I got news that the ghost in that building did not hurt anyone." Looking at Jack with fear written all over his face, Lawrence asked with some confusion.
"Who said that?" Jack's eyes widened. "When I was a child, a neighbor's kid was in the Spindle Gang. When he was drinking, he told me that he was in that building the day the ghost came out, and he saw a lot of very scary things.
.Two gang thugs even killed each other because they were confused by the illusion."
"As for the ghost you said didn't hurt anyone -" Jack shrugged. "You know, in a ruined area like this, no one will count this thing unless it makes a big fuss."
"No wonder the reward after this task is 50 points." Lawrence suddenly came to his senses. After all, he learned from others that generally only 15 to 20 points would be awarded for handling such an incident. It seems that the church also knows this information.
It was reliable, so the reward was increased.
Just when Lawrence was thinking about this, Jack stopped and pointed to a black shadow in front of him and said, "Look, the place you want to go is right there, but I can only send you here. If I go further, once
If they find out, they will see it as provocative."