The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 211 Ch.210 The Homeless Burglar

Two days after Miss Burglar was caught by Roland, a newsboy came to her door.

She brought a message and asked Roland to meet her at a tavern.

A small tavern near the South End.

There was a two-month boxing tournament going on there recently, and many people would buy a beer and watch for an hour.

There was a log fire in the tavern, the waitresses were not too old, and the men were happy to go there after work.

To be honest, if Roland hadn't completed the Sword of Judgment, he didn't know if he could squeeze into this tavern.

Too many people.

"You should find a quiet place!"

Roland put the finger-long ticket into his pocket and mixed in with the crowd, being pushed and shoved, occasionally listening to people cheering or shouting - in the small wooden ring in the center of the tavern, two men were punching each other.

He had just bought a ticket for threepence from a young man at the door, which had the name of one of the boxers on it.

If he guessed correctly, he would win twelve pence.

"Let's go up and talk!"

Rose leaned over and yelled in Roland's ear, then dragged him through the crowd without saying anything.

There were two men guarding the stairs, and those who went up had to pay a fee that most workers were unwilling to pay.

Rose readily took out two coins and slapped them on the man's hand, then pulled Roland away without looking back.

"I'm homeless now! I want to spend money like those masters! Spend money as much as possible!"

She yelled, and after returning to the stairs twice, the second floor was obviously much quieter - although the howling of the drunks downstairs could still be heard...

At least it's not crowded here and there's not so much sweat smell.

"My uncle always feels like there's a piece of rotten meat under his armpit... Just now it seemed like there were countless of my uncles around."

Roland rubbed his nose and joked casually.

Rose quietly lowered her head, pulled at the collar and sniffed.

She had decided to spend all the money she had today.

Now think about this…

Can I keep some of it to buy soap and perfume?
There were also waiters on the second floor, but fewer than on the first floor. Rose ordered beer and fries. There were empty wooden tables and chairs, and anyone could sit anywhere.

"I left the Elephant Gang."

She lay on the table, took out a cigarette from somewhere and put it in her lips, but did not light it.

"I'm homeless, pretty face."

They were sitting near the edge and could see the two men fighting on the ring through the wooden railings.

"I…"

Beer and chips came.

Rose had originally just wanted to see the cat, have a casual chat, and temporarily stop thinking about Gang and Annie.

But when she asked Roland what he was busy with recently, and he answered "baby"...

She fell silent.

"Haven't you heard? There have been a lot of babies stolen recently. This case is not a small one."

Roland held the wine glass and looked at the man who kept dodging on the first floor of the ring.

He swung his right fist and hit his opponent in the side, causing cheers.

A clumsy but exciting enough duel.

Rose said in a muffled voice: "…You are investigating, right?"

"Ah."

"Then... who could have done it?"

"Cultists."

"Must be a cultist?"

Roland thought for a moment and said, "It could also be me."

Rose: ...

"You..." She reached out to pinch Roland's face, but he grabbed her wrist. The long, slender white rope raised her head, glanced, and then lazily drooped her head.

Rose's eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Oh my God! Yes, it was that day, that day when the egg——"

"It's her." Roland let the little candle climb onto his palm and held her up: "Her name is Little Candle, remember? You gave her the name."

Rose stared at the white snake in his palm, wanting to reach out and touch it.

The snake was not very willing. It rubbed her fingers with its head perfunctorily, then turned around and crawled back to Roland's wrist and coiled around it.

Rose: ...

"She doesn't like me, Roland."

"She's sleepy."

"Don't talk nonsense. How can a snake get sleepy?"

"Snakes will get sleepy," Roland looked at Rose and said seriously, "Snakes will get sleepy, just like my uncle can do backflips."

Rose burst out laughing like a deflated balloon—"Roland Collins!"

"real."

"I do not believe!"

"Which one do you not believe?"

"I don't believe any of them!"

"Then you must be wrong. My uncle can do backflips."

Rose couldn't stop smiling when she thought of the fat drugstore owner doing a backflip.

The girl, with bruises still on her face, was laughing so hard in the noisy bar.

The second round started downstairs.

The two men stepped back into the ring.

Roland took a sip of beer and asked softly, "Are you feeling better now?"

Rose was stunned and dropped her eyes.

Roland didn't know what happened to Rose, and he didn't need to know. He just told Rose that if his uncle was really homeless, he might lack a pair of hands that could skillfully sort medicinal herbs, a clever salesperson.

"But your uncle doesn't actually need it." Rose lifted her hair, rested her chin on her hand and stared at Roland: "You don't... want to support me with your salary, do you?"

Roland blinked: "Salary?"

"Ah."

"What salary?"

Rose: ...

Roland raised his eyebrows and said, "It's good enough that you provide food and drink, Miss Homeless. You shouldn't ask for too much now."

Rose wanted to punch him.

There are obviously quite a few words in this sentence.

Is the focus on wages?

"I don't need your help." Rose pouted, "I have a lot of money, saved over the years."

"I thought you would leave your money behind when you left the Elephant Gang." Roland casually glanced at the fight on the boxing ring downstairs, and spotted a few thieves among the crowd. "Isn't that the way all gangs are?"

Roland had seen some small gangs.

It's easy to join, but hard to leave.

The Elephant Gang is no more than that.

Rose must have paid a heavy price for leaving the Elephant Gang.

“…I did leave all the money behind.”

she says.

Roland groaned: "So, who hit you?"

The winner will be decided in the ring.

"…someone who once loved me."

Rose touched the swollen bruises on her face, feeling empty inside.

She escaped.

That night, her hands and feet were tied and she was locked in the cabin.

She originally thought that Annie only wanted to trap her and would not continue to hurt her - but when she overheard the conversation of the women outside the door, she heard that Annie had decided to sell her to the Noti Golden Lamp in two days...

She cut the ropes with a blade at night and cut their tongues at the same time.

She ran away and could never go back.

Everything Rose had over the years was closely connected with the Elephant Gang. When she left suddenly, it was as if she had lost her support and even the world became unfamiliar to her.

She didn't know where, how, or how she should live.

"Pretty face."

"Ok?"

“…I’m a little scared.”

Bang.

A boxer falls to the ground.

Some people shouted with joy, while others shook their heads and cursed.

Roland tore the ticket into pieces with a gloomy look on his face and threw them into the empty wine glass.

Get up.

"follow me."

"Roland?"

"follow me."

(End of this chapter)