[Comprehensive] malicious

Vincent Phantomhive came out of King's Cross station, tired after traveling between England and France in three days.But the thought of seeing Angelina soon made him feel happy.But thinking of "a certain accident", his face suddenly darkened.

"Binzoff, how is the man who lives in the East End of London?" Sitting in the carriage, Vincent Phantomhive asked in a deep voice.

London refers to the vast area from London's West Dyke to the east of the urban area. During the Industrial Revolution, it was also one of the areas that were rapidly slumped. In the Victorian era, it was always known for its corruption of law and order.This was the largest civilian area in the urban area of ​​London at that time, full of poor workers, down-and-out homeless people, Jewish refugees from Eastern Europe who had just arrived, and of course countless hooligans and criminals.At the same time, the East End is also a gathering place for prostitutes in London.After the women lost their jobs, they often had to live here and earn a living by selling their bodies. There were as many as 6 at the highest.Rich people avoid it like femme fatales, and it's hard to imagine that Lord Phantomhive, the new favorite of London society, would know anyone who lives here.

The deacon Binzov's heart trembled, knowing that the master's biggest secret was undoubtedly the performance of the master's trust in him, but it was also very dangerous.He thought for a while and said, "Everything is normal."

Vincent Phantomhive slammed on the car, closed his eyes to suppress his anger, "He's still living with that Czech woman?!" He let out a foul breath, and said the last comment: "No Unlearned!"

Binzoff reined in, pretending he hadn't heard anything.

"Turn around St. James Street."

Only less than three people knew that he was not the real son of the former Earl Phantomhive, nor was he the product of the countess and a lover.It was the son of a dissolute whore in the East End of London.

Twenty-five years ago, he was adopted by an old, unmarried and childless manservant until he was ten years old. The master served by the manservant, Earl Phantomhive, expressed that he wanted to adopt him as an adopted son.The old earl had three wives, and a large number of lovers, but none of them could bear him a child.According to the law of succession in London, all his property will go to his ambitious nephew after his death.He was very worried when the steward's son came into his sight.He was an exceptionally good boy, not much better than most well-educated noble children.Moreover, he had lived in the Phantomhive mansion since he was a child, and the old earl also appreciated his conduct.

As a result, Vincent's fate took another major turning point. He changed from the son of a prostitute to the son of a noble steward, and then from the son of a commoner to the son of a nobleman. At the age of 11, the old earl announced his existence to the outside world.

Recalling his somewhat absurd life experience, Vincent felt a little funny.The scene along the way changed again and again, but Vincent Phantomhive didn't have the heart to look at it.Because the thorn in the flesh was still in his flesh, making him restless day and night.

That thorn was the second son of his biological mother. I'm afraid that woman didn't know who their father was. She gave birth to him in a room that smelled of rancidity. Five years later, she gave birth to him again in the same room. Abandoned his nominal brother.When he was a teenager, he secretly found out his own life experience and found his relative - Karl Nesses.

It was much better than he imagined, at least he was only living with women, and he didn't have problems with drinking, smoking, etc. He worked as a waiter in a bar, and his life was not bad.He observed for a long time, and finally when Karl was 15 years old, the two officially met.

It stands to reason that Karl Nesses should be overjoyed to have an older brother who looks like an upper-class man at first glance, so he should hold him firmly.At that time, he can put on a lukewarm attitude, give him some money, introduce a good job, and buy him a house in Holborn... He thinks very well, when he becomes a After being a decent person, he can also introduce him to a good woman from a good family background. For Phantom Hewig's sake, most people will not refuse this marriage.Then the two brothers can sit down and chat, and go fishing together on holidays; if he is more promising, he will give him some business in Phantomhive... But, far beyond his expectations, Karl Nesser Si is not very happy about Vincent's arrival, but rather... indifferent.

He didn't seem to take Vincent and the great wealth and prestige he represented at all.

——Ignorant boy!

The sunshine on the streets of London is exceptionally warm, people are coming and going on the street, the pigeons falling on the square and the painters who are painting all become a beautiful landscape, combining the Victorian era.However, under such a beautiful appearance, the real darkness of the ferry cannot be hidden...

Vincent said to himself: "Even if it is false peace, even if it is happiness based on the misfortune of most people, if everyone chooses, the result is self-evident... This is human beings."

This is me.

Vincent was picking out gifts for Angelina in a wide variety of department stores. She likes embroidery. Maybe it would be a good idea to give her an embroidered scarf from the East?Thinking of the girl he loved, Vincent smiled, and this smile happened to be bumped into by Carl who was passing Mrs. Hitz's store. He was stunned, and then lowered the brim of his hat, revealing only his thin red lips.

Vincent Phantomhive is a bit conceited. According to blood, Karl Nesses, who is five points similar to Vincent and even has more delicate facial features, if he doesn't have enough means, how can he be in the dark bottom of London? survive?

After Vincent bought the scarf, he pushed open the glass door, and Carl's clothes just disappeared into the alley.

This is an extremely deep alley, winding and extending to nowhere.There is an abandoned warehouse at the end of the alley. There are many homeless children in it. Most of them are the sons of prostitutes or alcoholics. When they were less than half the height of adults, they were forced to see the cruelty of London.

Carl put down a basket of food, and those boys rushed over like puppies.

The older ones are no more than eleven or twelve years old, and the younger ones are no more than five or six years old.

Carl looked at these children scrambling to swallow food, and thought of five years ago.At that time, he liked to wander the streets of London late at night alone. His physical fitness was several times higher than that of normal people, and he could easily jump to the top, and looked down at London late at night silently.

Darkness is the easiest place to breed ugliness.

There are such a group of people in the dark forces in London. When they were young, they were no different from these children. They were born humble, and their life without light destroyed goodness. Various circuses, or rich people.

A boy Karl met in Boys City when he was young, he met him by chance a few years ago. In a theater, he still maintains a slender figure of a teenager, with white and smooth skin, and suddenly looks like a girl.

Sometimes, orphanages also part-time in human trafficking, which is already a well-known secret in London.A society in which morality, humanity, and everything have been distorted.

Malice breeds in my heart...

It's good to burn it clean with a big fire.

"Mr. Carl? Mr. Carl?"

"Huh?" Carl woke up from the tumbling night. The leader of the waifs - the oldest of them, Bolk, was looking at him shyly. He remembered that when he was taken out of the cage, this kid was still Bite him.

"I will pay you back in the future!" The boy looked at him with blue eyes.

Carl patted his head, "If you can live to that time..." Every day, in London, there are countless orphans like him who die.

"If you can survive, so can I!"

Is it?

When Carl stepped on the stairs of the old apartment building, the decayed stairs made an overwhelmed sound, and his raised foot stopped in mid-air, huh?

The upper flight of stairs broke?

Carl smiled lowly: "It seems that there are uninvited guests visiting."

A character who shouldn't appear here, with his low-key and luxurious custom suit, his glowing cane, and his contemptuous expression, and what he said——

"Are you finally willing to come back? It's so late, where have you been fooling around?"

Vincent Phantomhive.

It seems that surnames and wallets can indeed change a person's origin.

Carl didn't think he was wrong. On the contrary, he recognized Vincent's actions very much. Not only did he counterattack to become an earl, but he also acted surprisingly well as an order of the underworld.However, there was one thing that made him feel ridiculous——

"What are you here for? How many times do I have to repeat that I'm not interested in getting ahead, and I've never been able to figure it out. Your life experience must be the thing you want to bury the most, and as evidence of your dirty background, you shouldn't Can't wait to make me disappear? You should be glad that no one who knows you has seen me, otherwise... these two similar faces... you still have to tell me that you came to me because of your instinct The longing for family affection, or wanting to give me alms..."

Carl said, that perfect face, black hair rarely seen in the west, unfathomable blue eyes, sharp thin lips, exudes a sinister and crazy taste.He is a bit taller than Vincent, and he is as delicate as a work of art.

When he got close, Vincent's heart skipped a beat.But before he could think about it, Karl had already distanced himself from him-this made him a little unhappy.

Carl looked at him like this, with a strong malice in his heart, he frowned: "Don't come again, forever."

Initially, Vincent took Karl's refusal as coquetry or temper tantrum, but he knew clearly that he had been deceiving himself, tricking him into denying that Karl didn't actually love him and didn't need him.He was an adult, and even had a woman, so it was only natural that he didn't need a brother who came out of nowhere.

But he just couldn't accept it.

After being "driven" out by Karl, Vincent walked alone on the street. Several people followed him, but he easily got rid of him.

It was a long way from Phantomhive's mansion here, and he was very irritable now, and needed to think quietly by himself.