Lawrence and the others walked slowly along the street. There were some slightly dilapidated buildings on both sides of the road, and there were some garbage and potholes on the ground. There were some street lights on the street, but they were all old-fashioned fish oil lamps.
At the same time, the glass covers of some street lamps are also somewhat damaged. In short, this is a standard workers' community.
However, the people walking on the street are still well-dressed, and although the house is dilapidated, it does not look too dirty. The overall situation is still better than the place where Lawrence lived before. After all, the workers here are workers from the shipyard.
As skilled workers, at least their income is much better than that of ordinary textile workers or simply porters.
Just when Saphire was changing clothes at Lawrence's place, Lawrence went directly to the logistics office of St. Gutenberg's Cathedral to check the map of Eagle Castle. Based on the analysis of the information he had previously obtained, Lawrence could easily judge that
There is a high probability that the slightly strange young painter from before lives in this place.
Not long after entering this area, Lawrence quickly obtained some useful information from a group of middle-aged women selling snacks on the street based on his experience of living in that tavern for the previous four years. Afterwards, he took three sticks stuck in a small wooden
Butter-grilled corn on a stick awaits the two ladies joining.
"The taste is okay." Saphire commented after taking a bite of the roasted corn in his hand. "It's a good thing you didn't buy French fries from the restaurant next to me. I've had enough of this stuff in Britton. By the way,
Did you find anything?"
"There is indeed a very eccentric young painter living here. During the day, he usually goes to the squares in the north to draw sketches for people to make money. He only comes back at seven or eight o'clock in the evening."
"And this man is very famous in the local area, because he is the only person who lives in this place but usually wears a top hat on his head. I heard from the aunties selling snacks that he seems to be a very rich man.
The grandson of a factory owner, but unfortunately left unsupervised after the early death of his parents, he quickly learned and fell in love with gambling, so much so that he squandered almost all the wealth his grandfather had left to his father."
"But the strange thing is that just over half a year ago, he suddenly stopped gambling completely one day. Then he started his current career as a painter, making a living by quickly painting people on the street. I heard that his painting skills were pretty good.
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"This is a bit strange." Even Fatina, who is the dullest in this regard, discovered something was wrong. "A person who has never painted before immediately learned to paint. How does this look suspicious?
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"And according to people nearby, young women's voices often appear in his room. But no one has ever seen these women."
"Okay, now we can confirm that even if this person has nothing to do with the previous incident of missing Miss Marshall's pendant, he is still very suspicious and worthy of our investigation." Speaking of this, Saifei looked a little confused. "Since the people around him
Everyone knows there is something fishy about him, so why don’t they report it to the police or the church?”
"Don't forget, the police rarely patrol this place. They will only register a murder case." Lawrence said as he glanced at a few women standing in the shadows wearing cool clothes and heavy makeup. "At the same time, the police here will
Not everything people use to make ends meet is legal, and they don't want the police here."
"As for the church, they still have too few people. So unless someone comes to the church to report, they will send someone to check. And in a place like this, if it doesn't concern them, no one will mind their own business. That person doesn't
It hinders others, so naturally no one will inform the church about that person's situation."
"So that's what it is like." Saifei nodded. As a girl who had lived on a farm before and then went to a girls' school in the Old World, she really didn't know much about these things.
In the following time, Lawrence and the others wandered around the area disguised as students coming here for the first time. At the same time, they also used their own steps to measure the surrounding situation centered on the residence of the painter they wanted to track.
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Although Lawrence's memory retained the map's description of this area, it was obvious that the map had not been updated for a long time. There were many more obstacles and fewer buildings on the streets. So for them,
It is very valuable to go through the actual situation so that you can track or escape in time when a situation arises.
As for why he didn't pretend to be a local, on the one hand, this kind of residential area is a kind of acquaintance residential area, and it is difficult for outsiders to blend in. On the other hand, Lawrence, who was well-nourished as a child, was half a head taller than the workers coming and going nearby.
Coupled with the distinctive appearance of the warlock after awakening his bloodline, he really couldn't blend in with the crowd around him.
Time passed like this, minute by minute, until night slowly fell. Lawrence saw the children who had gone to school before running past them with their schoolbags on their backs, and then ran towards home, fighting all the way.
As the children of skilled workers, they are lucky because their parents have enough financial resources for them to go to school. At the same time, as skilled workers, these parents have tasted the sweetness of learning, so they naturally hope that their children will live a relatively good life like them.
A good life instead of slipping into a simple manual laborer.
Soon the workers also got off work. After they hurried back home, the aroma of various foods wafted out from each building and then dispersed in the air. At the same time, some single workers began to gather in the tavern.
Enjoy their dinner and important social time there.
Just when the whole community suddenly came to life, Lawrence and the others were sitting in the outdoor seats of a certain tavern and staring at the intersection in front of them. According to the information they had learned before, the painter would come from this street every night.
go through.
Sure enough, just as they were eating spicy corn cakes in the style of New Elysium in the South, a young man wearing a top hat and a tuxedo came over, carrying a drawing board and a paint box on his back.
This young man has a great appearance, a handsome face, an artistic dress, and a hint of melancholy in his eyes, which makes him full of attraction. This is why people around him react to the presence of women in his room.
Such a mundane reason.
Just as he was walking past the bar, he suddenly noticed Saphire, who was sitting at the door of the bar drinking freshly squeezed orange juice from a straw, and then he walked over directly.
"This beautiful lady, can I draw a portrait for you?" Just as he walked to Lawrence's table, the painter put his right hand on his left chest and bowed slightly to Saphire.
Said, at the same time, his eyes were fixed on Saifei's eyes, completely ignoring Lawrence and Fatina sitting aside.
"Oh?" Saphire spat out the straw in his mouth and looked at him and asked, "Excuse me, are you——"
"I am a painter, and after seeing you, I suddenly had the urge to create a portrait of you. I swear I have never seen a girl as beautiful as you." The young man said.
"That's right!" Saphire nodded. "Then where are you painting for me? Is it here?"
"No, I want to invite you to my home. Of course, if you are worried, your two companions can also come together." After that, he made an invitation gesture to Lawrence and the others.