The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 356's

Cough!

Mike Joseph pulled out his handkerchief, covered his mouth, and coughed several times.

Smog in the factory area is thicker than elsewhere. The air was gray with a yellowish tint as if it was floating dust. Sometimes the stinging and stifling smell that even Mr. The reporter, who had long gotten used to the Backlund air, could not stand it.

He turned to Klein who was also coughing slowly.

"i have always been a big supporter of the establishment of the National Atmospheric Pollution Council and an inspector of the alkali industry by the government, but it was only today that I learned that the problem had become very serious."

"If we don't take effective action, it could be a tragedy in the future." Klein went to great lengths to clear his stuffed nose.

Perhaps the entire Backlund will be shrouded in smog resulting in a person's vision of no more than five meters, and it is possible that an evil god will descend or be born in such a background.

Old Kohler didn't quite understand the conversation. He cleared his throat that was filled with thick phlegm and led reporters and detectives around the guards and into the tin factory.

Most of the workers are women. They were busy working without any protection, and the factory floor was filled with dust.

Looking at the "small particles" floating in the air, Klein felt like he was looking at poisonous gases. The young women without masks were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

For a moment, she felt as if she was returning to Tingen, back in time when she was helping Sir Deweyville deal with the grievances that haunted her.

She seems to have witnessed the future of every female worker—some of them with throbbing heads, some with blurred vision, some became hysterical, some with gums with blue lines, and finally, some with blurred vision, they either go blind or die.

It's like a large-scale ritual of bloody sacrifice. The only difference was that the target was a flashing money symbol.If the Aurora Order, the Rose School of Thought, and other evil sects could make good use of similar situations, just like Lanevus did, there would be a big problem. Klein covered his mouth and nose as he silently watched.

Mike Joseph muttered in shock and anger, "How did this happen?

"How can they be like this?

“Some time ago, all kinds of newspapers and magazines focused on the problem of lead poisoning. Why don't they take precautions at all?

"They can't even stand wearing masks?

"The owner of this factory is a murderer!"

He's a reporter with a sense of truth. Even though she was not young, she was a bit stingy, and her acting was quite outstanding, she still maintained her original pure motives? Right, I forgot. I've asked Sir Deweyville to advertise the dangers of lead poisoning in newspapers and magazines, what difference does it make if one or two ordinary people from the lower classes die? There are many people waiting for work! Klein thought with a heavy heart.

As a senior journalist, Mike has not lost his mind. He quietly observed and asked some of the workers who had changed shifts, then he left the main factory.

Next, they entered the factory one after another, but lost the mood to discuss anything as they saw the squalor of the place and the intensive labor involved.

It was almost noon when Klein suddenly discovered that there were a lot of people gathered outside the factory. They were mostly women, and they excitedly shouted something and tried to enter.

"What's going on?" Mike asked Old Kohler, puzzled.

Old Kohler was also confused.

"I'll go and ask."

He ran outside the factory and mingled with the crowd. It took him a few minutes to get back to Klein and Mike.

"They're going to destroy those new machines!" Old Kohler took a breath and got straight to the point.

"Why?" Mike had never been in charge of similar news before, so he didn't know much about the situation. As for Klein, he had a hunch about the reason.

Old Kohler pointed to the factory and said, "This is a textile factory. They wanted to use the latest textile machinery, so the number of people responsible for controlling the machinery needed would decrease. Looks like ... looks like they're going to go. to fire a third of the workers!

"Women workers want to destroy machines and get their jobs back, or they may not survive. Maybe, the only option is they become street girls."

Mike opened his mouth. From the shape of her mouth, she looked like she was going to say "stupid", but she did not say anything in the end. He just looked in silence and did not even move any closer.

"Let's go back. I'm almost done with my investigative interview." After a long time, Mike sighed.

The three of them turned around and started walking out of the factory district. No one spoke as they walked.

As they were about to part ways, Mike glanced at Klein and spoke in a low voice.

"Do you think those women can still find something else to do if the main factory that doesn't provide protection is shut down, or if their boss is sent to court?"

"It would be disastrous if too many factories were shut down in such a short period of time, not to mention the people who lost their jobs after the new textile machinery was used."

The Backlund factory district alone might have thousands or even tens of thousands of unemployed workers, who had no food or clothes, roaming the streets like zombies. They might lower their pay conditions to snatch the jobs of others. It would be a hell-like scene, and even if this world did not have the strength of a Beyonder, it would still bring about a great disaster. And now, the various evil gods were hiding in the darkness, waiting .. Klein swallowed all the words in his mind.

Mike fell silent again, and after paying ten pounds and six solis, he left the factory district emitting smoke with the train.

Klein looked at the carriage into the distance but did not say anything.

Back when he was a Nighthawk, he had known and come into contact with the lives of the poor, but the impression left on him this time was not very deep.

Multidimensional observations revealed a human abyss before his eyes.

The East Borough was completely filled with hidden dangers and threats like tinder. If someone is not careful, it can be triggered by the sect .. Klein pondered for a few seconds and said, "Kohler, I want to ask you to help me keep an eye on the situation in the East Borough. Oh, just when you're not stuck by work.

"I'll pay you, give you money to build relationships with other workers. Every week, we'll arrange a time to meet at the coffee shop from before."

The eyes of the old Kohler sparkled.

"No problem!"

He did not mention the price, and he fully trusted the good detective.

Klein considered his options and said, "Every time we meet, I will give you 15 solis as funds and compensation. If you give me the information that I am satisfied with, there will also be an additional 5 soli as payment."

"Pon?" Old Kohler exclaimed in shock.

In her warmest and happiest days, she was paid only twenty-one soli a week, or one pound a soli.

"Yes." Yeah." Klein nodded. "you should pay attention to your words and actions. Do not rush to gather information. Maintain the condition of speaking less and listening more. Otherwise, you'll be in danger."

This kind of informant fee is theoretically replaceable, but I am now a self-sponsored fifty pence party. Klein sighed as he laughed self-deprecatingly.

…

Consort Borough, in Miss Audrey's office in Count Hall's luxury villa.

The blonde was listening to Miss Escalante, her psychologist teacher, while occasionally stroking Susie, the big dog sitting next to her.

With his black hair down to his waist, Escalante Oseleka noticed that the dog also seemed to be listening closely. He could not help but smile and stopped for two seconds.

After that, he continued with his introduction.

“There is currently no completely orthodox theory in the field of psychology. There are several schools of thought, such as Psychoanalysis, Personality Analysis, and Behavioral Psychology.

“Surely research on the mind is not only done by psychologists and psychiatrists. Many professionals in the field of Sufism also do similar work. Among them, the most famous is, heh—maaf, I deviated from the curriculum. .Let's go back to the topic and talk about psychoanalysis."

Audrey could clearly see Escalante's intention to guide the topic; therefore, she pretended to be ignorant and asked curiously, "Teacher, "Master, I want to know more about the research situation for the mind in the field of mysticism.

"As you know, I'm very interested in that."

Escalante pursed his lips, frowned, and said shyly, "But there is an oath of secrecy. I mean, this theory and research is part of the secret circle of mysticism. They know the secrets of the people inside."

"Well... B-then can I join?" ask Audrey expectantly. "They're not involved in anything evil, are they?"

"Ha, how is that possible? It's just a seminar organized by fans." Escalante shifted the topic after mentioning it. "Let's talk about this later. Let's continue the lesson first."

I need to know where to draw the line. I will do it step by step. If this was the common trait of the members of the Psychological Alchemist, then I wouldn't have to worry too much about it being filled with crazy and perverted people like Mr. A… Audrey deliberately put on an expression of reluctance when she missed the topic, but she still politely listened to the basics of Psychoanalysis theory.

When the class was over, and after sending Escalante away, he returned to the study, carefully closed the heavy wooden door, and said to the big golden retriever, "Susie, what do you think of him?"

"He's not sincere!" Susi answered flatly.

Then, he tilted his head and said, "However, what he said is very interesting.I think it's even more interesting than meat and biscuits!"

Susie, do you want to be a psychiatrist in the future? Specializing in the treatment of mental illness in animals? For example, a horse suspected of suffering from depression in Glaints.Audrey suddenly thought hard, wondering if she should prepare a special white suit and gold-framed glasses to make Susie look a little more professional. Party 50 Cents