Looking at the candy in the palm of the hand, the light mint green, refreshing and pleasant, just like the lake in midsummer, people can't help but want to get into it, feel the refreshing coolness and pleasure, fingertips can touch the traces of the breeze, and the heart can't help but soar lightly.Saliva also secreted from the mouth.Although Hoden was very, very looking forward to tasting it now, he restrained himself, stuffed a few candies into his pocket, and walked briskly out of the room, because there was something more delicious waiting for breakfast, and he shouldn't have eaten dessert in advance, and there was still some restraint at this point.Walk briskly downstairs, then push the door and walk into the busy and noisy street, without looking left or right, and walk straight towards the stall next to the light rail station."
Good morning, Hoden."
Edgar Walter, the owner of the mobile vendor, greeted him with a smile when he saw Hoden walking towards him, and the young boy had become one of his regular customers, and the two of them often chatted a few words, not a deep friendship but also friends.Hodden looked at Edgar with bright eyes......
The snow deer in his hand, "Give me two." ”"Okay!"
Edgari said, and then he got busy quickly.Hoden's gaze was fixed on Edgar's movements, as if he were admiring the most beautiful artistic creation in the world.After waiting for the snow deer to come out of the oven, Holden handed Toppy to Edgar, but instead of leaving immediately, he stood next to the stall and chatted, "......
Edgar, have you noticed the homeless people in your neighborhood over the past six months?
I mean, did you notice that someone was missing?
”Edgar was not surprised by Howlen's curiosity and inquiry, as Hodden always liked to ask strange and inexplicable questions: "Have there been a lot of people riding in carriages lately?"
”"What's the coachman's favorite place to eat?
I mean, let's say they didn't bring their own lunch. ”"Who are the people who bought the self-proclaimed 'Cure for All Diseases'?""
Does your business sell more in good weather or more in bad weather?""
Are there more ladies or ladies on the streets?"
Etcetera.It's all information that Edgar can intuitively capture when he stands on the street, and he has become accustomed to it from the inexplicable development at the beginning."
Tramp?
Well......
Let me think. ”Edgar thought back very seriously, "Ah, yes!
The guy who used to sleep under the overpass at the LRT station every day is gone, and his name should be ......
Uh, Mogili Jarrat?
”"I'm not sure, it's a young man in his early twenties, who often comes out to pick up some heavy work, but is always homeless, and I heard that it seems that all the family members have died.Poor child.Once, my mobile booth got stuck in the mud, and he helped me drag it out. ”"But somehow it's gone."
Then there was a slight pause, and although Holden was just casually discussing, Edgar was very serious, hoping to answer as much as he could."
And!
Right, I think it should be July?
Wait, or June?
Two homeless men on the next street were found drowned in the dock, and everyone speculated that they must have been drunk, fell into the sea, and never got up again.I don't know their names. ”"Alas.These homeless people are poor people, otherwise, winter is coming, and who wants to sleep in the open?
Not even a single roof. ”Edgar inevitably sighed a little, because they were all people living at the bottom, and they could only keep each other warm when the harsh winter came.Hoden bowed his head lightly and said meaningfully, "Their lives, no one cares, they don't matter, they don't even count." ”There was also a slight sadness between Edgar's eyebrows, but the heaviness didn't last long, because the next guest appeared in front of him, and Edgar immediately collected his emotions and smiled, "Good morning, do you need a snow deer?"
”Hodden didn't stay any longer, signaling to Edgar, and then turned to leave, and the gentleman's inquiring voice came from behind him, "Is that the young man eating just now?"
”He could still be heard swallowing saliva, and his saliva seemed to be about to run.Then, the noise around him drowned out the conversation behind him, and Hodden continued to walk forward, thoughts spinning in his head.Hodden loves to chat with Edgar.Because Edgar is on the streets, he can witness the people coming and going every morning, but those moments full of life are often the most real and moving scenes, and they are also the best way for Hoden to learn more about the land.Most of those questions are meaningless, and they are just a window for Hoden to know the city; A small part of the questions can be seen in the leopard's breath of the customs and customs of the Leia Empire.In addition, Holden did have a wishful thinking and looked for clues through Edgar's eyes.Even if you look for a needle in a haystack, you can find unexpected surprises.That's true today.Mogili Jarrat.This is a name on Nightingale's death list, and Edgar's words further prove that Nightingale's investigation was correct.But considering Samuel's condition, it is uncertain whether this "Mogili Jarrat" is missing or dead.Yesterday, Paxia left a message in the mailbox of the Hlo brothers' house, inviting Horden to visit the vigilante today, and Horden guessed that it had something to do with the death list - even if it wasn't, Horden was ready to investigate.However, before officially going to the security team, he still needs to take the lead in investigating in advance, and see the status of other homeless people outside of Samuel.Edgar was just the first stop.Holden then walked to the "Three Cripples" bar, and expertly pushed open the door, revealing the empty and cold bar at a glance."
It's the first time."
Holden sighed, and Guzmin, who was tidying up at the bar, raised his head and looked at it, but the meaning revealed in his eyes couldn't be clearer: although the people of Iwabuchi regard the bar as their second home, they started drinking early in the morning, isn't this an exaggeration?
Hodden understood the meaning in Guzmin's eyes, but chuckled nonchalantly and teased, "I thought there was always a customer who lived in the bar all the time, immersed in alcohol all the time." ”Guzmin said in a deep voice, "You mean you?"
”"Haha."
Hodden laughed heartily, looked left and right, and walked towards the corner he was used to, "You don't mind if I sit there, do you?"
Or do I have to sit at the bar?
”Guzmin's voice came from behind him, "Hoden, what are you here for at this time?"
Probably not for breakfast, right?
Does Nair know you're coming?
”I thought it was just Guzmin's concern, but Horden turned around and saw those deep and sharp gazes, firmly locked on himself.()