Mystery: Beginning with the Warrior Path

Chapter 117 Claret's Request (33, please subscribe!)
"Mr. Roman, save Zamia!"

Listening to Claret's begging, Roman put his hand on his shoulder and said:

"Don't worry, speak slowly, what's going on? Who is Zamia? What's wrong with her?"

Claret scratched his messy long red hair, took a sip of water, and said:
"Mr. Roman,"

"Zamia was one of the children you saved from the Northwind that day, and she came from Conston like me."

"She is younger than me, she is only 13 years old, she is an orphan."

"Because they are all from Conston City, we are familiar with each other."

"Since we were homeless after you destroyed the Northwind Party, we were placed by the police in an orphanage at the junction of the East End and the Bridge District."

"I thought life would gradually get better. We had food in the orphanage and we could be taught to read and write."

"Although I am literate, for Zamiya and many illiterate friends who came to the orphanage with us, this kind of life is already very good."

"But last night, Zamiya said that after going to church to pray, she never came back."

"We searched around and later heard that she was seen being taken by the Huili on the way back."

"We tried to find it and we got beaten up by the gangsters."

"I really have no choice but to come here and seek your help."

"Mr. Roman, please save Zamiya!"

It was only then that Roman noticed that there were many bruises on Claret's freckled face, like newly added scars.

Frowning: "Didn't you call the police?"

"Of course!" Claret's tone was full of anger:
"But they only said they knew, let us go back and wait for the news, but they didn't take any action."

"We knew she was in the hands of the Huili Party, but there was nothing we could do. The police simply ignored the clues we provided."

The Huili Party is a relatively large gang active in the Eastern District, controlling many women who are engaged in special industries in the Eastern District.

Roman was thinking about the information about the Huili Party, and after listening to the 13-year-old Zamia that Kleite said, he stood up and said in a deep voice:

"Take me there."

There was a light of surprise in Claret's eyes, and he said loudly: "Okay, come with me, Mr. Roman."

With that said, he rushed out of the room at a trot.

Roman followed closely behind.

Came to a street in the East District called Heisongzi Street.

He looked at the conspicuous two-story house at the end of the street with a handle on the door.

"Mr. Roman, this is it."

This time, without knowing the specific situation inside, Roman did not act rashly.

Taking out the psychic blade, Roman began to communicate with nearby spirits.

Under Claret's anxious eyes, Roman drove a few spirits to observe the situation in the house.

Through the spirit body, Roman saw the gang members patrolling the yard. In a living room on the second floor of the house, several gang leaders were gathering for a drink. He saw the boys and girls locked in the basement. They didn't look very old. .

A few spirit bodies swaggered around the house several times, but they didn't arouse their vigilance. Either they were full of ordinary people, or the sequence of Extraordinary people inside was relatively low.

No matter what, Roman didn't hesitate any more.

Moreover, extraordinary people are not Chinese cabbages, and Roman doesn't think that he can meet them casually in an ordinary gangster.

Roman looked at Claret: "What does Zamiya look like?"

"She has blond hair, blue eyes, and a relatively thin body, less than 1.5 meters tall." Kleite replied.

Roman nodded, just now one of the spirits he drove saw a girl who fit the description in the basement.

Without further words, Roman grabbed a handful of stones from the nearby ground.

From Claret's perspective, Roman walked towards the second-story house while throwing stones with his right hand as if casually.

Along the way, I saw those gangsters who seemed to be stronger, lying on the ground one by one with their stomachs in their arms, wailing in pain.

Roman didn't choose to kill these gangsters directly. After all, this is Backlund, so we still have to pay attention to order, and we can't kill casually.

He just chose to make the gangsters on the opposite side lose their fighting power, and was hit by stones in the chest and abdomen. The pain made the gangsters unable to stand up at all.

Some people even had difficulty breathing due to the pain, and couldn't even cry out.

With Roman's current strength, he can deal with these ordinary people, let alone use weapons.

Even if it is hands-on, there is no need for that.

Roman threw stones all the way, cleaned up the gangsters on the first floor, and came to the basement.

Seeing Claret untie the captured girls, Roman couldn't help shaking his head.

It's a compliment for this gangster to describe them as a mob.

I just entered so casually, and the gang members upstairs didn't respond at all.

Roman handed the storm badge that Fred had given him to Kleite, and asked him to take the victims to the nearest storm church and contact the pastor there to call the police. Roman walked up the stairs slowly and came to the second floor of the house. building.

Push the door open, and the stones fly out.

Many gangsters were lying on the ground without even knowing what was going on.

Roman came to a man who looked like a leader, pulled a chair and sat down, stepped on his stomach with his feet, and asked in a flat tone:

"You are the leader of the Huili Party?"

The man endured the pain, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the sudden enemy.

"I'm... from the Huili Party, the leader of this block, who are you? What... do you want to do?"

Roman didn't answer his question. He looked around and saw the wine and food on the table, which didn't have any East End characteristics at all.

Ah……

Roman's feet increased his strength:
"You'll enjoy it quite a bit."

"What are you going to do with the girls you captured?"

Roman asked expressionlessly.

"Wh, what girl? I don't know..."

Roman slammed his foot down.

"what!"

"Then, those are the orphans we have observed and found. We plan to, after training, pick a few obedient ones and send them to Marigold."

"Where are the marigolds?"

"Jin, Marigold is the largest brothel in the Backlund Bridge area, and it's not legal."

Roman was not surprised, and then asked:

"How long have you been doing this?"

"I've been doing this since I joined the Huili Party."

Roman looked at the man under his feet: "I see there are many boys in the basement?"

Seeing that he hesitated, Roman stepped on his hand directly.

"Ah! I say, I say."

"In the Bridge District and the Jowood District, there are many, many special places that provide services to those customers with unique hobbies. These little boys are also sent there after they are ready to be trained."

"Aren't you afraid of the police?" Roman asked suppressing his anger.

"They're all orphans, the kind that no one will pursue, the police won't bother with their disappearance, and no one will even report it."

Roman was interrogating the gang members on this side, and learned about the details of the Huili Party and many gangs in the East District.

During the period, a gang member took out a pistol from his waist to fight back, but Roman directly stepped on his right hand holding the gun and passed out.

Seeing this, the gang members next to him became more honest, answered every question, and told Roman about the gang situation.

While waiting for Clayton to call the members of the Church of Storms and the police, Roman couldn't help but feel emotional.

People living in the Eastern District not only have to endure hunger and poverty, but are also exploited by gangs layer by layer. Although the existence of gangsters maintains order in the Eastern District to a certain extent, it can maintain normal operation without the police's inaction.

But what they brought to the people of the East District was more suffering.

Even those relatively "good" gangs are based on oppressing the poor in the East End.

The weak will only punch the weaker.

This cannibalistic world...

Roman was feeling emotional when he saw Claret leading a middle-aged man wearing a priest's robe from the Church of Storms.

Claret returned the storm badge to Roman, and shouted in disappointment, "Mr. Roman."

This Roman imagined is a bit different from the scene where the Church of the Storm sent a team to bring the police.

Roman saluted the priest of the Church of Storms and asked:

"Mr. Priest, are you the only one here?"

The middle-aged priest drew a holy symbol of the storm on his chest, and said, "Yes, Your Excellency, everyone else has something to do right now, so they can't get away."

"I'm here to convey His Excellency's intentions. I will follow Your Excellency to the police station, and the police will handle this gang case."

"The church just doesn't get involved."

Roman listened, a little silent.

After a while, he asked, "Even if some of these children are followers of the Lord of Storms?"

"Among these children are not only believers of the Lord." The middle-aged priest said flatly.

"Your Excellency, let's go to the nearby police station together." He continued, "I believe the police will give these children a freedom, and these gangsters will get a fair trial."

"Believe in the law, this is Backlund."

Roman looked down at the stern-faced priest with gray hair, and did not speak.

He also looked at Roman without looking away.

After a long time, Roman spoke slowly:
"Thank you for coming, Mr. Priest, then please report to the nearby police station. I have other things to do, so don't delay."

Roman didn't wait for the priest's reply, glanced at Claret, and walked out of the room.

Claret followed behind Roman, and couldn't help saying, "Mr. Roman?"

Roman stopped, looked back at him with a serious expression, and asked:
"Is Zamia a follower of the Evernight Goddess?"

Claret was a little puzzled by the question, but after thinking about it, he answered:

"Yes, she believes in the Evernight Goddess."

Roman nodded and continued to stride out.

Claret hurriedly followed.

Roman threw the spare key of his house in the East District to Kleite, and took out a 5-pound note. After thinking about it, he exchanged the 5-pound note for a similar amount of 5 soli and 1 soli. Notes and coins, said to Clate:
"You take it, take those children to my house first, and prepare some food for them."

"What about you? Mr. Roman." Claret took the banknotes and keys and looked at Roman.

Roman did not answer his question, but told him:

"I'll get back there as soon as possible, you go first."

Seeing the back of Clayte turning away, Roman turned his head, found a rental carriage, and headed towards the North District.

He was going to St. Samuel's Church.

(End of this chapter)