In a narrow and dark alley, Mei leaned against a pile of debris and held a long-handled piece of equipment like a fishing rod in her hand. She silently counted down one, two, three in her heart, then suddenly turned around and swung, and a white net shot out from the top of the fishing rod.

A tabby cat squatting on the wall was covered in it, falling into the dust and struggling constantly.

"Little cutie, cutie, come to the cage."

The girl detective turned the wheel of the fishing rod, dragged the tabby cat closer, unbuckled the net, and put it into the cat cage at her feet.

In this way, her work for today was completed. She packed up the fishing rod, picked up the cat carrier, and quickly left the alley.

Back on the street, the newspaper sellers on the roadside are waving the newspapers in their hands, temporary workers are squatting beside the store walls waiting for work, the models are doing various poses in the glass display cases, and the sweet smell wafts from the bakery.

.

Mei was wearing a shabby khaki coat, the hem of which reached down to her ankles, and a gray hat. Her delicate little face was no longer as tender as before, stained with vicissitudes of life.

Her high-top black leather boots stepped into the mud, splashing with some gray mud spots. She walked in the middle of the muddy street among the dense flow of people, blending into it, as inconspicuous as an insignificant drop of water in the river.

She raised her head and looked at a row of eye-catching slogans printed by beautiful neon lights in the distance.

"Welcome to St. Martin of freedom and fairness!"

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"I'm back."

Pushing open the door of the rental house, Mei peered outside a few times. After confirming that no one was following her, she closed the security door heavily.

This is a room that is not very spacious. There are two low beds in the limited space, covered with a layer of new bedding. There is a desk next to the low bed, and there are several tomes piled in the corner.

A girl with white hair was sitting at the table, reading a book seriously with the help of a lamp that was not very bright.

Hearing the movement of the door behind her, the girl woke up from her trance, let out a cute whine, and raised her trembling hands in a prayer gesture: "I'm sorry, I forgot to buy lunch, I'm going now!"

As she spoke, she lowered her head and walked around Mei, who was taking off her coat, and reached out to pull the safety door.

"No need to go, I've already bought it."

Mei stretched out her hand to fish it out and pulled the girl back. She turned on the fluorescent lamp in the room, and the soft light shone on the two people, allowing her to see the girl's face clearly.

With soft hair on her shawl and a small cluster of eye-catching gray hair in the center of her forehead, the girl looked at her pitifully, her watery eyes full of weakness.

Mei sighed, took out the food she bought from under her coat and put it on the only coffee table. She picked up the remote control and turned on the only large appliance in the house, an old TV.

Looking at the snowflakes all over the screen, she walked over irritably and slapped the casing of the TV hard in an attempt to restore it to normal. While patting it, she said: "I helped Mrs. Smith find her cat today. This is already a cat."

This is the third time in this month that I helped her find a cat. I found that after arriving in St. Martin, I only looked for cats and dogs. Detective work is also very difficult. Snow Pheasant, it seems that we have not been here for a month, right?"

"This is St. Martin, and there are opportunities everywhere. Maybe there will be some big cases soon? We have established a firm foothold in the first month. Congratulations. Thank you for helping me. I won't

Forgot."

Mei slapped the TV casing hard, startling the snow pheasant, and the TV just restored the image, and a deafening voice from the Mediterranean came out: "This is the best of times, all the time.

Everyone can gain something with their hands, whether it is freedom or wealth, everything is at your fingertips!"

"Our Mayor Thomas is telling Colombian jokes again."

Plum Monster smiled, sat on the edge of the bed, took off his high-top boots, and put on the plush slippers neatly placed under the bed.

"Mei, I'm going to the research institute of Brave New World in the afternoon. Maybe I can qualify as an intern. I've passed the first two tests,"

Snow Pheasant bit her lower lip. As a researcher, she can be described as having no strength with her hands. When she first arrived in Saint Martin, she made a mistake and all her money was stolen. In addition,

She is an outsider, and the local police station does not take her seriously. If it were not for Mei's sponsorship, she would probably be sleeping on the streets.

"Now that you've thought about it, go ahead and give it a try. To be honest, the weekly salary they offer you is too low. It's not even enough to survive in this mobile city. I don't really believe they will keep you.

, if you are willing, I know the owner of a factory, and they are short of accountants, which may be just the right fit for you."

Snow Pheasant whispered: "I came to Saint Martin to participate in scientific research. After all, it is related to my degree certificate. Besides, Brave New World will not invite me and then reject me."

"You have the final say. Anyway, my salary as a detective is enough for us to survive together."

Mei no longer cares about Xue Pheasant's choice. As she said, this is a city full of opportunities, but when the opportunity comes, do you have the strength to catch it?

Xue Pheasant was filled with gratitude to Mei. She thought about using her first month's salary to buy a gift for Mei after she became a full-time employee at the institute.

The reason why she believes so deeply is also because the boss of Brave New World is a legend, a star entrepreneur, a true self-made man, and has extraordinary influence in Colombia.

But she felt a little inferior in her heart. Among the large crowds of people who poured into St. Martin's every day, there were outstanding people from all walks of life, and she was just an insignificant person.

"Work hard, you can only work hard."

Xue Zhi clenched his fists and quietly encouraged himself. At the same time, he also made another preparation. If he failed to successfully join the job in the brave new world, he would follow Mei's arrangement and start as a small accountant. At least he would not let the girl

Detectives support themselves.

At this time, Mei's words to herself came to her ears: "It's a public security problem again. The more people there are, the more serious the public security problem will be. Don't the gentlemen in the municipal government understand this?"

The security of St. Martin is also a thorny issue. Mei and Xue Zhi did not live here at first. After an attempted home invasion, the two girls unanimously decided to move to the Tulip neighborhood, even though it cost more to go to work every day.

coins, but at least it is safe here, because local gangs are committed to maintaining local security, and generally no vicious incidents will occur.

"Thankfully we have the Glasgow Gang here, otherwise it's hard to imagine what chaos would be like in an area where people from many countries live together."

The Glasgow Gang, also known as the local gang, is rumored to have moved from Victoria, but these are not important anymore, now they are the guardians of the Tulip Street.

Of course, necessary protection fees still have to be charged, which is fair. Using money to buy peace also applies to St. Martin.
Chapter completed!