Chapter 109: Fish

_Mr. Holmes_

Reading the first sentence, Adryan couldn't help but notice Xio's handwriting.

'It may have been a while since she was a noble, but without a doubt, her handwriting is the second most beautiful I've ever seen,' the redhead praised sincerely.

Not wanting to waste time on it, he continued reading the letter.

_Mr. Holmes

It's been a while since I've been tasked with investigating those policemen and I must say my informants have been busy.

Although it was difficult, we have confirmed your suspicion that these policemen are in the East Borough.

So far we have only confirmed the area of ​​activity of one of them.

Clark Down is hidden in the fishing area of ​​East Borough, he has been seen to have multiple contacts with some members of the Zmanger Gang, we do not know the reason for this.

He prowls the areas near the warehouses with a group of 3 people, it is confirmed that they are all armed with revolvers and knives.

Further down this letter is information about the men who have been seen around Clark.

So far he seems to have no plans to leave the East Borough.

I will continue investigating to obtain more information on the remaining three.

_Xio_

He read the letter 2 more times to memorize it and when he did that, he completely burned the letter letting the ashes fly away.

'Clark Down...Fishing area....' the redhead thought seriously.

The fishing area is one of the areas where more kidnappings occur in the East Borough.

He remembered the appearances of those policemen quite well so now that he knew where to look it was just a matter of time to find them.

East Borough was too big to search for him to search the entire borough alone. But now the search had been greatly shrunk.

He hadn't noticed but a predatory smile formed on his face, his canines would be easily seen if it weren't for his mask and his red eyes were shining.

Flora also read the letter and raised a curious eyebrow.

What would this idiot have to do with the police?

"Hey idiot, why are you looking for those policemen, do they owe you money?" she asked without much hope of receiving an answer.

"Hehe, it's not that Flora, it's that these idiots know something that I want" The man's voice was sweet but Flora could sense the poison dripping from each word.

"So it's like that huh" Flora said without importance and but she was looking at Adryan.

Adryan just walked calmly towards the East Borough. His destination now was the fishing area.

.....

The fishing area, as its name suggests, is the area where everything related to business with fish happens. As a consequence of this, this area is one of the worst-smelling areas in all of Backlund.

The warehouses are where the smell is strongest but it is also where the pay is the best. For this reason, any position related to the warehouses is coveted and desired.

The afternoon in this area was when the smell was worst.

Lighting a cigarette and taking a puff as he walked, he used his towel to wipe the sweat from his face before exhaling.

Arriving at a large warehouse, he could only grunt as he saw how workers were sitting and resting.

"GET YOUR ASS THOSE BOXES HAVE TO BE SHIPPED IN A FEW HOURS" he yelled as he kicked a worker who was sitting down.

"Right away Boss!" the man said painfully as he got up and helped the other men move the various boxes.

'Why do they entrust me with these dirty jobs when the new guy got something good?' Seeing everyone he just growled with hate and this made the workers move faster.

'8 YEARS 8 YEARS HERE AND NOTHING, AND THE NEW BOY GETS TO WORK IN THE CAVE' the man thought hatefully as he gripped his towel tightly.

The <Cave> was the best illegal brothel in the eastern part of the East Borough. One could even get 14-year-old girls there at a cheap price.

Watching as more and more boxes arrived, he growled loudly as he wiped the sweat from his face.

"GET YOUR ASS OFF OR YOU'RE FIRED" he yelled angrily but he heard a chuckle behind him.

"Calm down Benson, it looks like a vein is going to explode" Hearing the familiar voice the one called Benson had to calm down first before turning around with a smile.

"Rigby! It's nice to have you here! Tell me what you need" he asked confidently as he extended his hand to Rigby who looked at it in disgust because Benson's hand was full of dirt and oil.

Rigby was a man who looked to be around 30, he had swirling brown hair and brown eyes, a normal face but compared to Benson he was handsome.

Benson was a man in his late 50s, obese, and always seemed to be sweating. Due to working in warehouses, he had a permanent fishy odor.

"Tonight there's a new shipment from port 6, call the others" Hearing Rigby's words, Benson nodded, his smile fading.

"I'll go for the others." the man said seriously and Rigby nodded.

"Go I'll take care of here for now"

Benson turned and strolled out of the warehouse, using his towel to wipe off his sweat.

The afternoon in this part of the East Borough was quite dark and the poor lighting only made this worse.

Benson was a well-known man in this area so he didn't have to worry about this. Everyone knew who was behind him and no one would dare touch him so he was calm.

He never noticed how a hooded figure was looking at him from the darkness of an alley.

"Benson daddy, you're not coming home today~" a girl said coquettishly as she hugged Benson's arm, she couldn't be older than 15.

The old man's eyes were lustful but he barely contained himself and with some force separated his arm from the girl's grasp.

"Not now Margaret, I'm busy" the man cut cold but this did not discourage the girl but she smiled mischievously.

She slowly removed a part of her tight dress showing a bit of breast and this made Benson's tongue feel dry.

"I'll give you a special promotion daddy~" the girl said as she rearranged her dress and walked towards an alley with a sway of her hips that mesmerized Benson.

The man let out a loud laugh and followed the girl, after all, there was still time until 6:00 p.m., he could afford some fun.

"Didn't you have enough last time Margaret? And even though you resisted Hahaha, I knew you were acting" the man said arrogantly as he entered the alley following the girl who didn't say anything.

"This reminds me of that time in fact, I think it was in a similar alley" the man said, looking at the dirty walls of the alley but again Margaret said nothing.

"This is not the way to your house...Margaret?" when he turned his gaze back to the girl he saw how she had disappeared.

"Margaret? Where are you?!" the man shouted angrily.

"Hehe looking for me daddy~" a male voice sounded behind him and this startled Benson he reached into his pants trying to get something out but his arm was stopped by a gloved hand.

Before he could scream, a gloved hand clamped down on his mouth and he could see in terror a man with a gloomy mask.

"Let's talk a little daddy, there are many things I want to know" the man said provocatively and Benson could only scream in pain as he felt his arm slowly break under the man's iron grip.

....

His vision was clouded but he could still see in terror the man who had tortured him.

His arms were bent at odd angles and he had several burns of varying degrees all over his body.

"Thanks for everything but now I have to talk to Rigby, Margaret, he is all yours" said the masked man with a dark voice, kicking him around allowing him to see how Margaret approached him with her eyes wide open and crying rivers of tears.

"Help me..." the man begged in a low voice but he saw how the girl had a large knife in her hands.

"What are you doing Margaret?" Benson asked horrified as he tried to drag himself away from the girl as best he could, but his broken arms didn't help.

"You killed my sister in front of me after playing with her" the girl said in a low voice as she gripped the knife tightly.

"Wa-wait-wait Margaret let's talk about this" the man said with mounting horror.

"And then you had your way with me" the girl said with barely contained fury as she stomped on the leg of the man who was screaming in horror.

"AND YOU DID IT IN THIS ALLEY YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Margaret yelled angrily as she plunged the knife into the man's crotch who screamed in pain.

"P-please me-mercy" the man begged tearfully but only received that Margaret twisted the knife causing him to scream.

"I'M GOING TO TAKE MY TIME WITH YOU LIKE YOU DID WITH MY SISTER AND ME YOU SON OF A BITCH" she yelled as she took out the knife and plunged it back into Benson's penis who screamed again in pain.

The figure of the masked man had disappeared at some point.