But not now.

It can't be now.

There are more important things to do now.

Thales opened his eyes and found that the three children were waiting for his decision.

He stood up gently, pulled Ryan up too, and took a deep breath.

"First of all, move Quaid out of the sixth house when no one is outside - although it is very heavy, in the short term, no one will know that his death is related to us."

"Then, Cindy, you go and spread the message secretly among everyone - you must do it secretly, so that no one knows that you sent it on purpose. Tell them that there are five loose spikes under the ditch on the left side of the fourth room.

Remove them and cover the remaining two spikes with slabs or something, and you can escape from the abandoned house."

Xinti was surprised: "You, you found the secret passage in the deep ditch?"

"Secret passage?" Ryan and Coria also seemed to be shocked.

Thales didn't say anything, he just patted Cinti on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead."

That was not a secret tunnel dug by some powerful senior beggar.

The so-called secret passage was dug out secretly for four years using the excuse of going to the West City Gate to beg for food twice a week so that he could return at night with a dagger, vines, linen, and corrosives from the pharmacy.

of.

It's like the "Shawshank Redemption" of Errol's world.

As for that legend, it is simply a fantasy.

There is never any savior, is there?

Thales patted Cinti on the shoulder again. The latter nodded and was about to turn around when he scratched his head, thought of something, and said in confusion:

"Why do we have to tell everyone? Can't we escape on our own? The more people there are, everyone will rush to escape, and the slower we will escape."

No, Thales said in his heart, the Brotherhood is not a vegetarian. Every street, every road, and every corner in the three districts of the lower city has their spies. The suburbs of Ximen are also full of their lackeys. For a few

For a beggar under the age of ten, it would be difficult to escape from the brotherhood even if he escaped from the abandoned house.

In Thales's original escape plan, it would take another half a year. He would be able to completely figure out the pattern and rhythm of the Brotherhood's spies from the Third District of the Lower City to Hongfang Street, and then follow up with Gloria from the Sunset Bar.

If the husband prepares supplies in the pharmacy, the possibility of their escape will greatly increase.

As long as I can escape to Hongfang Street.

But now, now is simply not the best time.

But in order to survive, they must escape - accidents always happen suddenly, right?

Therefore, he must turn the private escape in the sixth house into a collective commotion among beggars.

Only the sixth house is missing, which is too obvious, and the Brotherhood will find them soon. Secondly, the more people there are, the slower they will escape, but it will also be safer and less conspicuous.

However, if you want to tell these reasons one by one——

Thales looked up at Cinti, his dazzling eyes making the latter feel a little uncomfortable.

"Xinti, do you still remember the agreement we made four years ago?"

Xinti was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, and thought for a moment.

When he raised his head, his eyes had become firm.

"Of course." Cinti looked at Thales, the boy who was a head shorter than herself, and said slowly: "You are responsible for thinking, and I am responsible for doing."

Thales nodded solemnly.

"Let's escape together!"

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Yara Sarriton watched boredly as the last customer walked out of the Sunset Bar, then lazily stood up and put away his glass.

There were not many drinkers today, especially those from the Brotherhood. Many of them had been transferred to participate in the "big operation". Even Edmund, the cook, went there with a machete. It was said that he wanted to return a favor.

debt.

The old guy hasn't been back for a long time.

boring.

Yara glanced at the clock on the wall. It was three-thirty in the morning, which was a bit early.

However, that clock is also a bit slow.

That clock was already very old, Yara thought to herself. Even the back tank where the eternal oil was installed was rusty. The rust mixed into the eternal oil, which greatly reduced the work efficiency.

We have to think of some way to make the old guy bleed out and change the clock.

With so much business in the Sunset Bar, there is neither the tax collector from the city hall to collect taxes ("For the sake of the king, I will give him two middle fingers!" - Yara), nor the unsighted guy to ask for it.

Protection fee ("One hundred coppers per person, I can protect your fingers from being chopped off by me, how about that?" - Yara), even the purchase of goods is obtained from the Underworld Brotherhood's own channels

The preferential price ("Nar Rick, you are the accountant, tell these brothers on the ground, and also tell me about my knife, what price should you give me when purchasing the goods?" - Yara), pay some money

, it’s always okay to change the clock in the bar, right?

That stingy old guy.

After closing the door and finishing the business at the bar, Yara put down her apron and rag, tightened her short leather pants, turned off the permanent light at the front desk (the name was really ironic), and walked into the back kitchen.

It's a bit early today. According to the old rules, after finishing the exercise, there is still -

The next moment, Yara's expression became cold and fierce!

Her body instantly lowered, her knees bent to a position that was convenient for exerting force, and the famous wolf-leg knife on her leg instantly reached her left hand.

The blade flew out like an electric shot!

"Boom!"

The wolf's leg knife stabbed a wine barrel fiercely!

Only a small half of the blade was exposed, and the handle was still shaking.

"Ah!" This is the terrified scream of a little girl.

Yara slowly straightened up, stuck the other wolf leg knife in her right hand back into her boots, and then lit the eternal lamp beside her.

The light illuminated the dim kitchen, and several small figures were revealed.

"Yara - that -" Thales, the time traveler who was frightened by the Wolf Leg Knife, grinned a forced smile, raised his slightly trembling right hand, and shook it unnaturally: "Hi -

-it's me."

Yala looked at him coldly and said nothing.

Her eyes were sharp and terrifying, and Kolya shrank towards Thales in fear.

Yara suddenly stepped forward.

Thales felt that the three beggars behind him took a step back unnaturally.

"I know," Yara said coldly, "otherwise, what I was aiming at wouldn't be as simple as a wine barrel."

Yara walked up to him, pulled out the wolf-leg knife from the wine barrel two inches away from Thales' left ear, held it in front of him as if to demonstrate, and then inserted it into her boot holster.

"And, you little brat——"

Thales rolled his eyes inwardly and instinctively raised his hand quickly to protect his forehead.

But a slender finger has already stabbed it hard!

"Ah! It hurts!"

"Call me——Sister Yala!"

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"When I came in through the back door, I didn't see Edmund, so I wanted to come to the kitchen and have a look -"

They are now in the cellar of the Sunset Bar. The three beggars, except Thales, are leaning on the large sacks containing food, fidgeting, biting the white bread in their hands with difficulty but effort - they have not eaten it for a long time.

Such good food.

A little far away from them, Thales was sitting on a wine barrel that was twice as tall as him, looking straight ahead at Yara Sariton, who had her arms folded across her chest and one leg leaning against the wall, looking lazy but still cheerful.

If it were in his previous life, Thales would probably look at her carefully from head to toe with an appreciative eye, then look up at the sky, and sigh at the beauty of this world while reminiscing.

Huh? You ask what Thales will do after that? Nonsense, of course he will go home alone and do whatever he needs to do.

As for now - sorry, this body is still young.

"Tell me straight, why did you come to me?" Yara still had that indifferent look on her face, getting straight to the point and going straight to the point.

But Thales is already used to it. Ever since he first met this "big sister" who was only eighteen or nineteen years old in the garbage dump behind the Sunset Bar four years ago, she has always had this tone and style.

.

He knew that she was this kind of person.

"Quaid went crazy and killed almost half of the beggars in the abandoned house."
To be continued...