48 Hours a Day

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The Eastern District and Western Region at night are like two completely different Worlds.

There is only one street lamp far away from each other, and many of them are broken. No one has repaired it until now, so many places are dark, low and dilapidated buildings, irregular roads and can be seen everywhere The dark alley has also made it more complicated. After the White Chapel serial killings, the police added night patrols.

Zhang Heng has seen 2 waves of serious policemen along the way, holding batons and whistle hanging around his neck, but compared to the whole area, these people still seem to be stretched, and more importantly, even the police are difficult to maintain Patrol of this intensity.

In fact, when the second murder occurred, the police started to increase the manpower, but so far it has not been able to solve the case. Instead, it has made many low-level patrols complain, their salary is not high, but the work done is not much While patrolling, you can also secretly go to the tavern to drink a drink and relax and so on. Now no one dares to touch the fish in this atmosphere.

Zhang Heng still wears the old jacket he bought when he first came, and Irene gave him the scarf he wore when he was disguised as a gypsy busker, plus the makeup he mastered during this time Anyone who sees him will think he is a resident here.

Zhang Heng first went to the place where the latest murder occurred, and the neighborhood is now the focus of police patrols. After that incident, people also deliberately avoided it. Now there is almost no silhouette here. Zhang Heng stands behind the fence In the daytime, he tried to identify the soil here by using the method Holmes taught him, but it did n’t make much sense, because the infrastructure in the entire Eastern District was very bad, with puddles and mud everywhere, even if the murderer ’s shoes were stained The dirt can’t be used as a clue.

Zhang Heng came here at night mainly to see the light here, and whether there are lights on nearby residences.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he didn’t stay at all for too long, and soon came out from behind the apartment. As a result, he saw a female child in her early 20s on the roadside.

She was wearing an old coat and carrying a wine bottle in her hand. After seeing Zhang Heng, she actively opened her collar and accosted, “Hey, do you want to be happy?”

“Here?” Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

“Is it exciting? I won’t let you down.” The smile on the female child’s face was a bit reluctant, but she still struggled to squeeze her not at all.

“Now that you know what happened recently, you should stay at home honestly,” Zhang Heng said.

“I need money, pay rent, and buy food. I just borrowed half a bottle of wine.” Said the female child. Her English does not sound standard, and she has a heavy accent. “Despite this What happens in World, do we always have to work, right? “

“That should be at least in a crowded place, or staying with your companions, it can be safer.”

“This line is not as simple as you think. The prostitutes are also divided into territories. I am just a foreigner who has just arrived here. They will not accept me,” the female child said. Try one’s luck somewhere, how do you think about it? I’m much cheaper than them, but the service is 100 times better than them, you can also experience exotic style from me. “

“You shouldn’t be here anyway.” Zhang Heng indifferently said, “Do you know what kind of men would come here at this time?”

“I heard people say that the murderer will not commit two crimes in the same place.” Having said that, the female child’s body shivered slightly from the beginning, obviously she did not at all seem so bold on the surface.

“That’s right, but have you ever thought that even if the Lord is not here, there will be others who come, there are many imitations behind every famous serial killer, your existence by chance is They provided an opportunity to make a pilgrimage to the idol. “Zhang Heng took a half step towards the female child while speaking.

The girl child couldn’t help shivering, and subconsciously stepped back a little.

Zhang Heng took out the half bottle of wine from her hand, looked at the label on the bottle and asked, “Do you usually drink this kind of wine?”

“Yes.” The female child answered all while secretly looking at all around, wanting to see if the patrol passed by.

Zhang Heng opened the cap and smelled it, and then asked, “How much money can you usually make in one night?”

“En?” The female child thought for a while, “3 pence, good luck. If someone is generous, they may earn more, or meet several customers in one night.”

Zhang Heng threw the half-pound of Gold Coin to the female child, “Then you will follow me tonight.”

The latter saw a flash of joy in Gold Coin’s eyes. None of the wealthy people lived in the Eastern District. She had never seen such a lavish customer, but may later recall what Zhang Heng said before. The heart sank again.

Her one-night service is not so valuable, no, it should be said that she does not have such a valuable thing, except for her own life.

“Don’t think about it, just have a few questions to ask you.” Zhang Heng said, “You haven’t eaten dinner yet? Then find a place for dinner.”

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The female child only hesitated for less than half a second, and obediently followed behind Zhang Heng.

Like she said, she may not know how dangerous it is to do this, but in order to be able to fill her stomach, she has to do even the most dangerous things, which is probably the tragedy of them.

In fact, along the way, Zhang Heng also saw many other prostitutes, posing in the taverns and alleys to solicit customers, and some of them are the older aunts who are fifty-sixty years old. They should stop working for a period of time until the police catch the murderer, but the reality is that they do not have a day off.

More scary than serial killers is life itself.

“Once you are engaged in this business, it seems like you are stuck in a quagmire. You can’t get away, you can only watch yourself sinking.”

This was told by an elderly colleague when she first entered the industry. The latter died of typhoid fever 3 months ago, and was alone in the hut where she lived. It was only 2 days after her death that the rentee found out, She didn’t want to be like this in her old age.

However, reality is more cruel than this. Her mouth is stupid, and she has never been able to speak like everyone else. When she was young, she could not make any money. I am afraid that life will be even worse when she is old.

Thinking of her mood here could not help but become more dim, and at this moment the man next to her opened the mouth and said, “How do I call you better?”