Should I raise you too?

Those big skirts are not fit for human wear; these kinds of clothes are much more practical for movement.

Stepping out of the bedroom, her new appearance startled many of the maids. For a young lady of high society, wearing men's clothing was a heretical act, but fortunately, she had Mabel and Eleanor as her reasons.

After breakfast, Elisa took a walk in the courtyard before Mabel's carriage arrived at the manor.

Elisa boarded the carriage and met Mabel and Eleanor, who were dressed in gentlemen's attire. Simon took over as coachman and pulled the reins.

He drove three girls dressed as boys towards the East District.

Inside the carriage, three girls chattered excitedly about their plans for the day.

The plan consists of two parts: first, visiting the victim's home, talking with the family, and gathering intelligence; and second, visiting the crime scene and investigating the traces of the crime.

If you have any free time, go to the Eastern District Police Station again to check the officers' case reports.

Upon arriving at the familiar streets of the East End, Simon skillfully stored the carriage and followed the three ladies into the streets of the East End.

Elisa opened "Simon's Log" and placed it at the edge of her field of vision to check it in real time.

Simon glanced at the three ladies' attire and marveled at their exceptional talent for dressing as men.

Is that a compliment or sarcasm? What are you implying?

"The streets in the East District don't seem any different from the other streets." Eleanor was puzzled as she stepped into the East District for the first time, looking at the flat and spacious ground and the old but clean row houses on both sides.

“I feel the same way,” Mabel nodded. “However, there aren’t as many dirty kids on other streets, and there aren’t any gangs.”

She looked up, her amber eyes quickly glancing at Simon before turning to Elisa.

Eleanor also looked at Elisa.

It's time for the learned Miss Elisa to step in!

Chapter 41 includes the solution process!

Elisa waited a while, and sure enough, a message appeared in "Simon's Log".

Simon thought to himself, "Black Street is the boundary between the East End and the city center, and it's also where the East End Police Headquarters is located. Strictly speaking, the residents here aren't the poor, but rather laborers, dockworkers with stable jobs, and small vendors with stable businesses. They are a buffer between the poor and the city residents..."

Elisa read aloud the contents of the diary in a disordered manner, earning Mabel's admiring gaze and Eleanor's approving look.

Mabel blinked. "So you mean the real slums are beyond this street? Where were we last time?"

“We just passed Black Street last time. The gang attacked us at the end of Black Street. They usually don’t operate on Black Street, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the police.” Alyssa continued reading the logbook.

Eleanor had a new question: "Can the police station only manage one street?"

Elisa smiled mysteriously and was about to explain, but no lines were displayed on the teleprompter.

"The demanding work schedule caused Simon's mood and energy to drop significantly, leaving him feeling exhausted."

Are you already tired after just coming in?

When you came over last time, you were clearly quite energetic! You even stole my chance to be the hero and save the day!

Simon lamented that the cruel Miss Elisa hadn't brought Eve along, and that he couldn't recover his energy by admiring the maid.

Aren't three beautiful ladies enough for you to admire?

What a shallow little thing! All he knows is staring at the bottle!

After mentally berating the servant, Elisa glanced at Eleanor and Mabel out of the corner of her eye. The two young ladies were intently awaiting her answer.

With tears in her eyes, Elisa chose to top up her account.

She pretended to suddenly remember the dangers nearby and said to Simon, "Pay more attention to your surroundings. I'll pay you overtime when we get back."

"With the promise of overtime pay, Simon regained some of his energy."

"He recalled Miss Eleanor's question. The police station certainly didn't only manage one street; they could manage four, with four police stations located in the four corners of the eastern district. The closer to the center, the weaker the police station's influence..."

"...In the very center of the East District, there is a street without a name. It's a street that doesn't exist, at least not on the police station's map. It's not in the jurisdiction of any police station. Heh, that's the headquarters of the gang."

Elisa read the long passage and marveled at the servant's broad knowledge.

"Why not get rid of the gangs?" Mabel clenched her fist.

"Yeah, why not solve it?" Alyssa looked at "Simon's Log".

Simon lacks motivation and is distracted.

Another strike! I only answered one question! Pay me my overtime wages!

No, we can't go on like this. The Simon Question Machine is useful, but it's too expensive!

Elisa said vaguely, "It's based on a variety of considerations."

She quickly changed the subject, asking Eleanor, "Where are we going now?"

Eleanor took a map out of her bag, pointed to a black dot, and said, "This is it, the victim's home is here."

The black dot was near the center of the East District, a rather dangerous area, which made Elisa somewhat worried.

Although they disguised themselves as three men, no matter how well they disguised themselves, they couldn't really look like real poor people. They were fine on the outskirts and not too conspicuous, but once they got closer to the center, they would definitely attract attention.

Elisa soon realized that her worries were completely unnecessary.

After passing Black Street, the roads in the East End suddenly narrow, twisting and turning without any discernible pattern.

Mabel and Eleanor quickly got lost, not knowing where they were or where they were going, and kept wandering around the perimeter.

Like many famous armies in history, the Mabel Mission lost its way during its march.

Unfortunately, this back-and-forth behavior attracted the attention of the gang.

A group of disheveled children followed them, and then five gangsters surrounded them from the front and back.

Elisa remained calmly where she was. This time was different from the last; it wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather a well-prepared one. Eleanor must have a way to deal with it.

Elisa guessed that the method involved was the revolver hidden on Eleanor's waist because it was difficult to expose her identity as a superhuman.

Guns are strictly prohibited in the capital, and patrol officers have the authority to stop any resident and check whether they are carrying firearms.

On the production side, firearms are also strictly controlled. Ah, a bullet that suddenly appears is enough to take the life of a low-level superhuman.

Eleanor placed her hand on her waist.

The five thugs did not approach any further. One of them looked at Simon carefully, his face showing fear. He then made a gesture and turned to leave with his companions.

Simon recognized one of the thugs as an acquaintance he had knocked down last time. He hesitated, wondering whether to inform Miss Alyssa, thinking that the wise Miss Alyssa might already realize it.

No need to tell me, I already know, but it came from the log.

Who would remember the face of a gangster thug?

However, since the male servant has praised me so much, it's not impossible for me to recognize him.

“They’re the thugs from last time,” she told Mabel.

Mabel and Eleanor realized what was happening and continued on their way, winding through the intricate alleyways.

After another turn, they encountered gang thugs again, this time a large group of at least thirty.

Those five thugs weren't scared away; they went to get reinforcements!

More than thirty people, this is a bit troublesome. Even a fighting master cannot face thirty people at once. However, a revolver should be able to intimidate them.

Sigh, even a male servant can be unpredictable; he never expected those five thugs to go and call for backup.

Elisa opened "Simon's Log" to see if the male servant had any suggestions.

Simon awaits Miss Elisa's next move.

A backup plan? What backup plan? How come I didn't know I had a backup plan?

"Miss Alyssa, who recognized that thug earlier, must know that, given the nature of gangsters, he would definitely bring a group of people to seek revenge."

"...?"

So this is what you wanted to tell me! I thought you just wanted to tell me it was someone you knew! Just tell me straight, you bastard!

Elisa felt as if she had returned to the classroom and encountered those despicable academic geniuses who didn't write out their answers but simply gave the correct responses!

How am I supposed to copy your homework if you do this!

Now we can only rely on Eleanor; the revolver should be intimidating enough.

More than thirty gangsters quickly approached, and the residents in the row houses on both sides quickly closed their windows.

Mabel took Elisa's hand, patted it gently, and turned to look at Eleanor.

She knew Eleanor had brought a revolver and was trying to comfort Elisa.

Eleanor drew her revolver from her waist and pointed it at the thugs.

"Stop! Or I'll shoot!" She raised her head and looked down at the thugs.

The thugs did stop, but not out of fear, but out of...confusion.

Simon is ready to run away.

What? Why are you running? Didn't you already draw your gun?

Elisa suddenly realized something: in the capital city where guns are prohibited, do these gangsters really know what a revolver is?

The thugs' whispers reached her ears: