Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery.

Chapter 18 Odysseus's Gray Industry
West End, 51 Henry Street.

Odysseus woke up from the bed in the lounge and breathed a sigh of relief: I have to be cautious when I attend the Tarot Club for the first time, but I can gradually relax afterwards, and "Justice" will not pay as much attention to me as it did today.

He reflected on it and felt that since it was his first time attending a party, he couldn't help but have a desire to show off, otherwise "Justice" Audrey wouldn't have caught his expression of wanting to trade with "the world".

Although he shouldn't have done so, Odysseus did not blame himself. After all, this was the legendary "protagonist team". It was his first time attending such a gathering, so it was inevitable that he wanted to show his strength. This was human nature.

After stretching, Odysseus got up and went to the herbal medicine shop.

Kena was chatting with a woman who looked to be in her twenties, with an ordinary appearance but a certain heroic air, and dressed simply.

It was Bella, Ms. Mandy's assistant. When she saw Odysseus come in, she immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Gall, this is last week's account."

As she spoke, she handed over a black leather notebook. "Ms. Mandy also asked me to report to you that the transaction with the wealthy businessman Ajnon is complete. Ms. Mandy needs to go to the East District to scout for a few new people."

Odysseus nodded as he flipped through the account book: "Let Mandy figure it out for herself."

Apart from accounting and personnel arrangements, Odysseus hardly cares about the daily operations of those industries.

Bella bowed slightly respectfully: "Yes."

Odysseus carefully looked through the account book and made a summary.

At this moment, a man in his thirties with tattoos on his face and looking rather fierce walked in.

As soon as he opened the door, he immediately took off his felt hat, revealing several long scars on his head: "Mr. Gal."

While greeting, he held his felt hat in both hands and bowed slightly awkwardly.

This is Enoch, the gang leader that Odysseus conquered. He is very fierce but not very smart.

It took only a few rounds for Odysseus to defeat him.

Odysseus nodded without looking up and gestured to Kena, and the young man immediately brought a chair to Enoch.

After reading the account book that Bella brought and giving a few more instructions, Bella bowed respectfully again and left. Only then did Odysseus look at Enoch.

Enoch immediately stood up and took out a black leather book, but the surface looked a little dirty. When he opened it, he saw that the handwriting was very messy.

Odysseus frowned slightly. There was nothing he could do. After all, Enoch had never been to a proper school. When he first followed Odysseus, this guy still used numbers and symbols that only he could understand to do his accounting. "Tomorrow, you and Mandy will go to the East District."

Enoch quickly said, "Yes."

Fortunately, the gang's income and expenditure accounts were not very long, so Odysseus made a brief summary and then closed the notebook: "The serial murder case just happened, so let's not make it too public."

"Yes, yes, we've been hiding in the bar drinking during this period." Enoch began to report: "Last week, 'One-Eye' brought people to provoke us, and we only drove them away. According to your rules, we tried our best not to kill anyone.

"Oh, by the way, last week a mysterious masked man asked me to find someone with a high reward. I sent someone to investigate, and it turns out he's an informant for the Mandated Punisher. Should I hand over his information to the mysterious man?"

Through Odysseus's words and deeds, he also knew a little about the extraordinary world.

Odysseus asked, "Is there a portrait?"

"Yes." Enoch handed the portrait to Odysseus. It was a thin middle-aged man with a conspicuous scar at the corner of his left eye.

Odysseus said, "Don't get involved."

Enoch nodded: "Yes, yes, I think so too."

Odysseus took out 20 pounds from his wallet and said, "Although you didn't get the reward, you can get the information fee from me."

"No, no." Enoch said quickly: "This is what I should do!"

Odysseus handed it over again: "You deserve it." Enoch put it away and continued to report.

After the gangster boss left, Odysseus wrote a note and asked Kena to deliver it to the Backlund Mechanical Research Institute.

He planned to use the official Beyonder channels to investigate Hugh Dilcha from the police, so as to avoid leaving any traces of the investigation.

This was actually just a pretense, as Odysseus knew this short bounty hunter very well.

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Chorwood District, Minsk Street 15.

Early Tuesday morning, the doorbell rang at Klein's home.

He opened the door and, as expected, saw Mike Joseph, a reporter from the Daily Observer.

The two men made an appointment the day before yesterday, and today Mike hired Detective Sherlock Moriarty to protect him as he went to the East District for an interview.

They took a carriage to the dirty East End, and Klein happened to meet Old Kohler. He made him the first person to be interviewed and hired him as a guide.

Then Mike interviewed an old lady in her sixties. The old lady calmly told him about her happy family, how it quickly went bankrupt in a short period of time, and how her husband and son died one after another. After eating the food Mike ordered for her, she died sitting in a warm cafe.

Looking at the old man's body, Mike opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Old Kohler tapped his chest three times and said with a bitter smile, “I knew she wouldn’t last long. In the East District, things like this happen every day.

"At least she had a full stomach and died in a warm place. I hope, haha, I hope I can die like that in the future."

After watching the police deal with the old woman's body, the three people sighed again before continuing to look for interviewees.

They saw thieves running around on the streets and skinny streetwalkers soliciting business.

Old Kohler described some of the things he had heard about how gangs trained thieves and the streetwalkers that were everywhere in the East District.

In the entire Backlund, one-fifth of the women were working as streetwalkers or had worked as streetwalkers for a short time. Not only were streetwalkers common in the East District, but even in the middle-class districts of Cherwood and St. George, many women had to work as streetwalkers for a short time due to the pressure of life.

It is too easy for ordinary people living in this glamorous international metropolis to go bankrupt. It seems not difficult to make a choice between dignity and filling their stomachs.

Mike saw a six-year-old thief and a streetwalker who looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

As the three of them were walking, their attention was drawn to one of the prostitutes, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old. Besides the fact that the girl was very pretty, they were also attracted by her nervousness, anxiety, and the bruises on her face.

It's very likely that today is her first day in this industry.

Judging from the style of her clothes, which had been washed to a gray color, her family must have been wealthy in the past. Otherwise, with her looks, it would be impossible for her to become a street girl only now.

Mike was about to step forward for the interview when he was suddenly stopped by Klein.

At this time, a carriage stopped in front, and a woman in her thirties, well-dressed and elegant, got out of the carriage. She smiled faintly and started chatting with the street girl.

Old Kohler sighed, "This little girl is so lucky to be noticed by the kind-hearted Ms. Mandy."

Klein was slightly stunned: "Ms. Mandy?"

"Yes." Old Kohler explained, "Every once in a while, this lady comes to the East District and takes away a few beautiful girls."

Mike pinched his chin: "I remember now, this is Mr. Gar's subordinate!"

(End of this chapter)