Chapter 137 Leprosy Alley
After a while.
In a dark alley at the corner of the street, Chen Yan watched two police officers escorting Klein into the police car. He excitedly stretched out his hand and said to Ogami, "I win!"
Ogami curled her lips, put a penny in his hand willing to admit defeat, and said in disbelief: "How do you know he will plead guilty on your behalf?"
Chen Yan waved his hand: "Actually, this is not a confession on my behalf, but once he pleads guilty, the whole thing becomes his doing - he becomes the one who upholds justice."
Ogami asked curiously: "How can you be sure that he will do this?"
Chen Yan curled his lips: "I guessed."
Ogami was a little angry: "Jun Yan, you are so perfunctory!"
Chen Yan glanced at the departing police car, put away his smile, and put on a rather sad tone:
"It's really a guess... I saw him being so angry when facing Belgium, so I guessed that there is justice in his heart... Using violence to fight violence is also a kind of justice, and it is the most efficient, isn't it? And this is exactly what it means.
Officer Klein Justice’s favorite method!”
"I guess the reason why he didn't take action against Belgium was entirely because of the constraints on his heart by the so-called [social rules] - it's not that he didn't want to, he just couldn't - he longed to break the rules, but the rules had already restrained his whole body, making him unable to
Extricate yourself!"
"If he can't, I'll help him if he can - helping others is a virtue, isn't it?"
Ogami looked at Chen Yan, and in a trance, she seemed to see the people she had seen in the past countless years who were blinded by hatred.
Chen Yan was still talking to himself.
"I just helped him release his inner beast and help him break the constraints of the rules - you see, he didn't have to do anything, I could help him break through the barriers of the rules - he just had to bear the consequences -
I bet he hopes to bear such a result, because I think he is essentially a madman! A madman who deliberately suppresses his own nature - his usual atrocities have fully proved this!
I bet he expected this outcome!
I bet he is willing to bear the consequences just to have a name for this atrocity!"
Ogami said in a vigilant tone: "Jun Yan, don't lose yourself."
Chen Yan blinked and immediately returned to his usual friendly look: "Thank you for your hard work, Ogami! I'll treat you to fried chicken tonight!"
Seeing that he had returned to his normal state, Ogami said no more, but raised his eyebrows: "This is true!"
Chen Yan hugged his shoulders: "It's absolutely true!"
He paused here: "But before that, we have to go to another place."
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Leprosy Lane is not far from where today's murder occurred.
When Chen Yan came here, he not only smelled the unique smell of rotting garbage in dirty streets, but also smelled a little bit of sea breeze - if the salty sea breeze hadn't blown away the stench on the street, he would have vomited long ago.
come out.
This place is already on the edge of the downtown area. Looking towards the end of the street, one can even see the waves of the Smokey Lake.
The buildings here are generally lower than other places in Dirty Street. It seems that because the soil on the beach is partially sandy and the foundations are not deep, there are basically no corner buildings in Leprox Lane with more than 25 floors.
The corner buildings here are also much "shabbier" than other places. From the outside, there are basically no glass-sealed windows.
There is no paint on the exterior walls of the entire building, and it looks like a complete blank.
It seems that because they took a long time to build, most of the roofs of these buildings are overgrown with weeds, and various unnamed vines grow lushly, as if a huge afro wig has been put on the bare corner building.
The closer you get to the corner building of Smoky Lake, the longer the wig becomes.
Some of them have even hung down, covering a small half of the building, becoming the natural windows of that lucky building.
"I remember that Smokey Lake is quite big and different from other lakes... The people on the boat said that Smokey Lake is the [inland sea] of the mainland."
Ogami recalled what he heard when he came.
"This part of the Smokey Lake near Yanan City is equivalent to a certain [Gulf], which is just a small part of the huge Smokey Lake. Well... the entire [Inland Sea] seems to have another name. I forgot what it is called.
Already."
It was already time to get off work, and Leprosy Alley was very lively. Workers who had time to eat after work were crowded with various restaurants and small dirty stalls on both sides of the alley - the workers collectively called these eating places "Fly Restaurants"
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Fly restaurants are usually built in places with a lot of people, regardless of the environment - Leprosy Lane has not been under municipal management for a long time, and the last time the streets were paved was more than ten years ago.
Over the past ten years, the streets of Leprosy Lane have become potholed, dirty and smelly, with garbage everywhere. The most terrible thing is that there are no drainage ditches and sewage ditches - this has led to stinking stagnant puddles everywhere.【
Note 1]
Workers usually don't care about this, rather they have to accept it - they want the cheapest housing and the shortest commuting time, so they have to accept the dirty environment here.
On such a nice day as today, the street is used to dry clothes: from one house to another, across the middle of the street, ropes are pulled up, and the wet rags are hung.
These clothes are so tattered that even thieves are not interested in stealing them.
The workers sit on the street like this, sitting in the fly restaurant on the street like this, to get three meals a day——
They don’t have to pay for every meal. Their low wages are not enough to support them to buy every exquisite meal. Dirty Street has unique dining rules - [food included]. [Note 2]
For just a dozen pennies, you can pack enough food for three meals a day for a whole month.
Depending on the chefs from different civilizations, the food in various fly restaurants is extremely diverse and the preparations are all strange.
The most important thing is to eat enough.
Although the safety, quality and hygiene of the food are not guaranteed, and a variety of small arthropods are often eaten, the workers do not care.
The mere fact of "being able to eat" is enough for the poor to pay a huge sum of ten pennies.
Not to mention that most fly restaurants actually taste pretty good, and some of the food from foreign countries tastes surprisingly sweet, even better than the so-called "gourmet food" in uptown.
Chen Yan saw such a novel scene for the first time. He finally put aside his curiosity and found that he was already standing at the corridor entrance of No. 247 Leprosy Lane, Dirty Street.
A certain location on the roof of this building should be a scene from a dream.
Chen Yan and Ogami entered the building one after another.
Due to tight working hours, even if workers have time to get off work at noon, they can only take the time to eat and cannot go back to their rooms for a lunch break. Therefore, the building is very empty and not a single person can be seen.
As he walked up the steps, Chen Yan never saw the corridor in his dream, let alone the small house with a window.
He originally thought that he would be able to meet an extraordinary person, and if he was lucky, he might even meet his third uncle directly.
With Ogami by my side, if I could directly solve the hidden danger of Third Uncle, I would have less to worry about.
But he didn't meet anyone.
Unknowingly, he had reached the top floor.
The scene in the dream finally appeared before my eyes.
After exiting the corridor, you can see the scenery on the roof at a glance - all kinds of unnamed flowers are blooming in the cold winter. Most of them have no flower pots and grow in the soil accumulated on the rooftop.
Occasionally there are some containers, mostly plastic basins, plastic bottles, broken ceramic bowls, unusable chamber pots, small flowerbeds surrounded by leftovers of synthetic boards, broken wine bottles...
These broken containers did not delay the flowers from blooming.
This is an open-air garden.
On the other side of the open-air garden, a corridor built with familiar wooden planks connects to the roof of another building. In Chen Yan's dream, Jack Baldo walked through the corridor from the other side.
He stood at the entrance of the corridor and looked to this side of the corridor - it was a small house with glass windows. The door of the small house was closed tightly. There was no light source in the house, and the scene inside could not be seen from the outside.
That's Marina's room.
[Note 1]: The prototype of the environmental conditions of Leper Alley comes from the fifth part "Big Cities" of Friedrich Engels's "The Condition of the Working Class in England" (1844.9-1845.3).
[Note 2]: The way people live is completely fabricated by the author.
[Friendly reminder]: The world view of this book is completely fictitious and is the author's imagination and fabrication, and does not involve actual history at all.
Chapter completed!