Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery.

Chapter 19 High-end Street Girls

Chapter 19 High-end Street Girls

Klein had heard of Mr. Gall before when he was investigating the "serial murder case."

Because the victims of the serial murders were all, or had been, streetwalkers, Klein, while investigating, also gained some understanding of Backlund's streetwalker industry.

Almost all dance halls treat street girls as money-making machines and don't care about their lives at all.

Some of these streetwalkers were bought, some were kidnapped, and some were women from Loen and other countries in the Northern Continent, some were women from the Rorsted Islands, and even some were women from the Southern Continent.

The dance hall was full of gang members to prevent these "properties" from escaping.

No one dared to investigate these dance halls because if they did, some big shots would always be implicated and in the end nothing would come of it.

Mr. Gal is the behind-the-scenes boss of the "Nanmu Dance Hall", which is somewhat "unique" in the street girl industry. There is no one to look after the street girls except the thugs who maintain order.

Because the streetwalkers who come there are forced to work in this industry voluntarily, the "Nanmu Dance Hall" provides them with rooms to receive customers, ensures that they will not be blackmailed by gangs or police, and will find doctors for them if they are sick.

Streetwalkers are required to pay one-fifth of their income to maintain the operation of the dance hall.

At the time, Klein was deeply impressed by Mr. Gal. He felt that although he was running a shady business, he still had a minimum of conscience.

But when he saw Ms. Mandy, one of Gar's subordinates, coming to the East District to "recruit people," he wondered if this gentleman was as friendly as the legend said. Were those streetwalkers really willing?

So Klein asked Old Kohler, "Has the girl who left with Ms. Mandy ever come back?"

Old Kohler was slightly taken aback: "I haven't heard that he has come back."

Klein frowned.

Old Kohler continued, "I heard that as long as a streetwalker is noticed by a big shot, her whole family will move out of the East District and live a respectable life. I've never heard of anyone coming back."

This was somewhat beyond Klein's expectations. He didn't quite understand what kind of "business" the Nanmu Ballroom was doing.
"I've heard friends talk about this Mr. Garr." Mike said at this time: "This Mr. Garr is a man with a lot of stories. It is said that he always wears a silver mask, and no one has ever seen his true face.

"I also heard that Ms. Mandy would find a few streetwalkers from the East District and spend several months or even half a year teaching them dancing, painting, music, etiquette, grammar, etc.

"Under the influence of culture and art, these streetwalkers will become very elegant and graceful, and they usually entertain some wealthy people who spend a lot of money.

"After some streetwalkers have a few regular big customers, Mr. Gal will rent them a luxurious villa, hire a housekeeper and servants, and let them attend various high-end balls and social events, making them look like women from upper-class society.

"It's said that these streetwalkers... no, they can't be called streetwalkers anymore. It's said that these 'professional women' will save enough money in a year or two at most. Some of them will move to other cities to live, or they will be willing to become the mistress of a big shot."

Klein glanced at Ms. Mandy again: This operation sounds familiar!

His inner values made him very disgusted with this kind of "business", but faced with the situation in the East District, he could not say anything.

Old Kohler adjusted his hat and said, "Look, the girl has hope again."

Klein saw that the nervousness and anxiety of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old streetwalker disappeared, and joy appeared in her eyes.

He sadly realized that in this world where class was severely rigid, this seemed to be the only way for women in the East End to live a decent life.

……

West End, 51 Henry Street.

Odysseus politely escorted Arya out the door after she finished her training for the day, much to the delight of the woman. Today, they were learning how to disassemble and assemble the "Flaming Arrow," and tomorrow, they would learn how to craft the corresponding Extraordinary Bullet, and that would be the end of the entire training process.

Odysseus watched Arya's carriage leave. The reason he wanted to see her off today was to observe the mysterious gaze that was staring at the herbal medicine shop.

As he expected, the eyes that had been staring at the store followed the carriage away.

Odysseus pursed his lips and knew that the gaze must have been attracted by Arya.

I believe that Arya must have been able to sense this almost open gaze looking at this side, but Arya remained calm. I guess both of them have some plans.

Odysseus knew that he was a marginal figure. If those who coveted his research were killed by Bernadette, the other party would at most send people to keep an eye on him. For now, he could still ignore this sight.

……

Late at night, lush flowers suddenly grew outside a large warehouse in the bridge area.

The flowers grew rapidly and soon covered the entire warehouse.

The people inside only realized that something was wrong at this time, but it was too late. The warehouse became somewhat unreal, as if it did not belong to the real world.

These flowers bloomed beautifully, and some even bore fruit. The flowers were the sweetest desserts in the world, and the purple fruits contained the most delicious wine in the world.

Just eating a flower is equivalent to learning the knowledge of a book. Just eating a fruit and drinking the wine inside is equivalent to obtaining a secret or long-lost mystical knowledge.

The several members of the "Moss Ascetic Order" who were hiding here and were in charge of Backlund's affairs were all enthusiastic about this and rushed forward to devour the flowers and fruits.

But as soon as they touched these plants, they seemed to fall into a fantasy, as if they were suddenly in the clouds, surrounded by exotic flowers, plants and animals, as if they were in heaven.

All this made them stand there briefly with a sweet smile on their faces.

In the real world, the flowers around the warehouse suddenly grew many thorns. These thorns grew bigger and thicker, and finally pierced into the bodies of those extraordinary people from all directions like iron swords.

They fell to the ground one by one, still with sweet smiles on their faces.

The flowers gradually withered, and the warehouse gradually returned to the real world.

The next second, Alia walked out of the illusion, and after confirming that everyone here was dead, she calmly harvested their extraordinary characteristics.

After finishing all this, Alia held the characteristics in her hands, bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty."

Those characteristics suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance and suddenly disappeared from her palm.

The voice of the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette was heard in mid-air: "What a pity, the demigod got away."

I thought it would be a fierce battle, but it ended easily.

Then, Bernadette said in a vague voice, "We still have two pieces to use. Go to Garl's Herbal Medicine Shop and save Odysseus."

By the end of her speech, Bernadette's voice had become very ethereal and eventually disappeared.

Alia was slightly stunned: Save Odysseus?

(End of this chapter)

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