Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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A man starved to death in the mutual aid club.

The one who starved to death was an old craftsman from the slums. He was an expert shoemaker, an honest, taciturn old man.

When machine shoemaking became the mainstream of Intis's new factories, his handmade shoe shop quickly went bankrupt. Within two years, he was unable to live in an ordinary urban area. He took his only grandson to live in a slum and continued to make shoes.

When Richard heard the news, he was stunned for a long time. He stretched out his hand to wipe the grease on his face, but did not wipe it off. He looked at the grandson of the old shoemaker who was preparing for his grandfather's funeral, and asked: "I said, you can come to me when there is no food at home, you and you Why doesn’t grandpa come?”

"Brother Ernst, you took care of my grandfather's business. You ordered ten pairs of shoes and paid a deposit for them all. My grandfather is unwilling to come to you to borrow food."

"Would you rather starve to death than come to borrow food?"

"You are the only one who is willing to share food with us. If everyone can't live, they will ask you to borrow it. What will you do?" The eleven or twelve-year-old boy has taken over his grandfather's work and carried his grandfather's tool box on his back. . He looked up at the tall Richard, his blue eyes sparkling, "I see, you are not a servant hired by the nobles. You have to go to the factory, shine shoes, buy newspapers, and work seven jobs to earn the money to buy this bread." money."

"But……"

"Our lives are not worth mentioning. Neither the noble lord nor His Majesty the King care about it. You are not a god, so you don't need to pay such attention to us. Please don't mention borrowing food anymore. I will use my skills to support myself."

The blue-eyed little shoemaker wore simple shoes made of two pieces of polished rough leather. He took out a pair of beautiful high-top strappy leather boots from another backpack on his body and handed them to Richard solemnly.

"This is the last pair of shoes that my grandfather made. He said that at least your shoes should be made well. Your legs have been injured before, and the soles need to be polished smoother and more detailed." The little shoemaker said, turning around and leaving. He took two steps, then stopped, with tears in his eyes, "I will finish the remaining nine pairs of shoes for my grandfather. Can you please lend me a piece of clean cloth? I want to put my grandfather's body away and carry it on my back." Repose in the church of the God of Steam.”

"……good."

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Before half past ten, the banquet ended. Edward left the basement where the Red Evil Spirit was imprisoned early, returned to Mr. Carter's banquet, and exchanged with the puppet master's servants. Medici is suspected of suffering from schizophrenia, but it is not unusual for him to develop mental problems after being imprisoned for thousands of years.

He and the other guests bid farewell to Mr. Miller Carter. After parting ways with the last fellow traveler, He collected his carriage and servants and landed lightly on the ground. In the park in the middle of the street a block away, the owl that had been taking a nap with its eyes closed yawned, shook its wings, and glide into the night with almost no sound, starting its night activities.

Do you want to say hello to the Aurora Society... No, they are developing normally recently and do not need my involvement. Then why don't you go to the East District for a walk... No need, it's really a leisurely night.

boom! ! !

Suddenly there was an earth-shattering explosion from the front right, as if a whole wall collapsed. Then there was the sound of breaking glass, the suddenly strong smell of demons, the sound of fighting, strange explosions and flames. A huge thing could be vaguely seen moving, and there was a moderate movement in the distance. Lights gradually came on, and then screams came.

Half a minute later, Edward watched as Klein sprang out from the corner and was driven in front of him by the demon dog that was half the size of a house.

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"...So, you said that you were visiting a friend and were invited to have dinner with him. On the way back, you got lost because of the master key, and ended up bumping into a murder scene because of the curse in it?"

"Yes, really, thank you..."

Klein hunched over, put his hands on his knees, and lied breathlessly. He was originally going to shout for help to attract the attention of the people around him, but the devil dog pestered him like crazy and didn't give him any chance to speak. It wasn't until this demonic angel appeared in his field of vision that he realized that the reason why the demonic dog was pursuing him was actually because of the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics.

Edward glanced at the huge long-horned dog's head that he had stepped on and half sunk into the ground, and looked at the other person's huge eyes filled with fear. Their eyes met, and he sighed unhappily. He waved his hand to Klein: "I just came back from the dinner party. Go quickly, you are a wild Extraordinary, it will be over if you are caught by the officials."

In fact, I was also an official Beyonder until I died once... Klein was very touched that the other party was thinking about him, but he had no intention of telling him about his activities tonight. After all, the Blasphemy Card was too important. He picked up the master key that he loved and hated, and decided to take a carriage immediately after walking a certain distance, never giving it a chance to trick him.

After Klein left, only two demons were left alone on the street.

"Alas, useless waste." Edward gently pressed the tip of his cane against the head of the devil dog and whispered regretfully, "You've wasted your reward."

The devil dog's eyes were full of despair and fear, and the absolute power crushed its soul. Edward pressed down with a little force on his hand, and the cane penetrated its skull, brain and jaw from top to bottom, nailing the huge demon to the alley in Backlund's city. White brain, black blood and resentful and violent spirituality rushed out of the demon's body. Edward pulled out his cane and flicked it hard, and the dirty blood spread out in a complete arc on the masonry. He lightly scratched the corpse of the devil dog, and a black light was caught in his hand, and then turned into a glass vial and disappeared in his palm.

Losing its extraordinary characteristics, the demon dog's body gradually shrank.

In about a few minutes, it will turn back into an ordinary dead dog. When it is found the next day, people will at most think that its death is strange and disgusting, and will not think of it as a serial murder case.

"It's not closely connected with the Beria family... It's not an extraordinary animal cultivated within the Beria family. It should be an ordinary, talented animal picked up from outside. It's a pity."

It seems that if you want to accurately track the gathering place of the Beria family, you have to use real family members. After losing the extraordinary dog ​​who was being promoted, even if he had other goals, the real Beria would still be able to take some action. The bounty of two thousand pounds bought its own life. Since it failed, its soul and life will naturally belong to me. Edward's figure quickly faded and disappeared onto a wide street a few blocks away. The gas street lights are still on here, and occasionally you can see a few drunk pedestrians.

He walked along the streets and looked up at the sky, where the night fog lifted to reveal the crimson full moon. The red gauze-like moonlight envelopes everything soothingly, and the gentle negative power makes people happy and comfortable.

I felt relieved that I had lost a small amount of money. Although there was a slight incident, it did not prevent it from being a wonderful night...

boom! The owl suddenly bumped into a vine, causing stars to pop out of his eyes. He fell directly from the air and fell to the ground on all fours.

Edward's vision went dark. He looked through the eyes of the owl, which was looking up at the sky, and saw emerald-green pea vines growing out of the flat streets, with their tips spreading up to the clouds in the sky, and a carriage driving smoothly up the vines—— It's fairy tale magic "The Pea and Jack". The fairy tales of the old era that no one knows about, and the extraordinary ability to peer into the secret path, it is basically certain that Bernadette is behind it.

The fairy tale "Pea and Jack" is not very offensive. It should only create a "mysterious space that can only be reached by walking up the pea vine", and at most add a monster to the space. This kind of spell is not usually used against enemies, so what is Bernadette doing?

The owl shook its head and stood up again. It flew to the height of the roof, pretending to be an ordinary animal and hovering in the night sky, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the position of the pea vine. He tentatively glanced at the carriage to see who was meeting Bernadette at this time, but the owl's vision was limited and he found nothing.

So He gave up spying and walked at night like an ordinary gentleman.

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"Old man, old man!" Leonard put a hand in his pocket and whispered into the air, "What happened just now?"

"There was an explosion near our church. It's not sure if it was a gas leak or a vicious incident. Some residents said they saw a terrifying huge black shadow and unknown burning flames. Old man, is this extraordinary power?"

"You can think of the answer, why are you still asking me?" Pales snorted reluctantly, but still gave some pointers, "Boy, you run faster, you might not be able to get along well with this matter. It has something to do with the serial murder cases that have caused a lot of noise recently."

"real?!"

Leonard's eyes widened, and he immediately quickened his pace and started running on the street: "But that was the devil! He has brutally killed more than a dozen people, and he has at least Sequence 7. He should have disappeared by now. I'm chasing him. It's useless in the past, right?...Ah! There's a person in front of you! Old man, is there anything wrong with this person? Old man?"

The mysterious parasitic old man suddenly stopped answering him, and Leonard scratched his head. After all, the old man had always given him guidance and sarcasm as he pleased, and he often fell asleep. It didn't seem strange that he suddenly disappeared. He looked around, sorted out his badge and police ID (discovering that he was not wearing a police officer's hat), took out the notebook and pen in his coat pocket, walked under the bright gas street lamp and waited for the other party to approach.

The gentleman walking towards him seemed to have noticed him, and after a slight hesitation, he chose to walk up.

"Good evening."

"Good evening. I am the police officer responsible for patrolling this area tonight. There was an explosion just to the west. Do you know?"

Leonard first showed his police officer ID, then asked serious questions, while holding a pen and paper to prepare notes. Except for his overly young and handsome face and the makeshift uniform, he looked quite the same.

"Yes, I heard the explosion that happened there. The sound was very loud, so I boldly went over to check it out." The dark brown-haired gentleman answered very calmly and smoothly, "Now that I think about it, what a dangerous move it was. Ah, I didn’t consider the consequences at all.”

Curiosity? Very logically, it seems that this gentleman is just an ordinary person joining in the fun. Leonard said "That's it" while briefly making a note in his notebook. He called out to the old man a few times in his mind, asking him to help him see if there were any clues nearby, but no matter how hard he tried, Pa Les seemed determined not to speak.

"What is the reason for you to stay on the street so late? If you have a too personal reason, you don't need to answer."

"No. I attended Mr. Miller Carter's dinner party and I just came back. I wanted to take a walk alone for a while, so I asked the servant to drive back first and walked home slowly..."

In desperation, Leonard had no choice but to investigate alone. After asking some innocuous questions about the time and place, he also wrote a page in his small notebook. Before ending the cross-examination, Leonard asked casually without any hope: "Have you seen anything unusual on the road?"

"Is there anything abnormal? No." The gentleman said without thinking, "There is only a dead dog lying in the middle of the road."

"Okay, thank you for your answer, I hope you have a good night." Dead dog? Leonard didn't take it too seriously, but he planned to go around and take a look later. He completed the investigation task smoothly and was about to leave when he suddenly slapped his head and said, "I almost forgot, sir, your records may be helpful to our investigation. What is your name? We may send you a letter. Let you know the follow-up investigation."

"Okay." The gentleman replied, "My name is Edward Vaughan, and I live in a villa in Cherwood, near Queen West."

"In this way..." Leonard wrote quickly, and then said goodbye.

The two went in opposite directions and quickly distanced themselves. Leonard's notebook was still unfolded in his hand, and the writing on it began to disappear line by line, and soon the blank space before the cross-examination was restored.

When he reached the end of the street, Leonard stopped, yawned, and whispered softly: "Old man? Why is there no one on this road? I still want to find someone to ask about the situation. Where should we go next? ?”

"Let's go to Third Street." Pales's voice sounded as expected, with a hint of fatigue, "I found something unusual about Third Street."

"Abnormal?" Leonard was instantly alert, "What abnormality?! Do you need me to report to the team to investigate?"

"No need," said Pales, "it's just a dead dog."

TBC

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Edward: Someone is really that unlucky, right? Just after being chased by a demon dog and running around all over the place, he was captured by Bernadette right after he turned around?

Klein:…………