They all call me master

Walking west from Huayuan Middle Street is Huayuan West Street, which is different from North Street and South Street where there are many shops.

Garden Street West is mostly populated by South Los Angeles natives or people who have purchased real estate.

Therefore, it is more peaceful here.

Under the tall elm trees, children ran by from time to time, with clear shouts from parents chasing and exhorting behind them.

Talit, who was standing on the terrace of No. 99 Huayuan Street West, watched this scene with envy in his eyes.

After stopping for a moment, he rubbed the corners of his eyes, turned around and started to finish his last unfinished business.

Tidy up the pigeon coop.

According to what the adult said, all the pigeons must be killed.

But……

Two years of companionship has already made him, a lonely guy, regard these pigeons as an indispensable part of his life.

Therefore, for the first time, he disobeyed that adult's will.

He planned to send the pigeons back to the countryside and entrust them to reliable people.

Then?

Repay the favor!

More pursuits?

there is none left.

With the child's accident, everything was meaningless.

Everything he had done, his life, came to a complete stop at that moment, and only...

revenge!

Therefore, he was extremely grateful to that adult - without that adult's help, it would have been impossible for him to complete his revenge.

Gu, Gu Gu!

Talit was startled by the sudden cry of pigeons. Then, his speed began to increase, but he still organized the pigeon cages in an orderly manner. He opened the pigeon cages one by one and released the pigeons inside.

After watching the pigeons fly, Talit turned and looked in the direction of the terrace door - No. 99 Huayuan West Street is a one-and-a-half-story building, with the living room and kitchen on the first floor, and the bedrooms on the second floor. There are still some sundries placed, and the entire terrace has been transformed into two pigeon cages facing each other, one side can see the special pattern of the street.

A young man wearing a black double-breasted coat, holding a horror doll in his arms and carrying a cat cage stood in front of the terrace door.

"Your cat scared my pigeons."

Talit sat on the only stool on the terrace. His legs and feet seemed to be clumsy when moving.

The pigeon farmer raised his hand and picked up the long chimney pipe on the side and added shredded tobacco to it - unlike the classic billiard style, the long chimney pipe has a stem of about 20 centimeters and the pipe has become a long and narrow rectangle. , looks like a chimney and can be filled with more tobacco. It is very popular among some old smokers in South Los Angeles.

"I thought it was 'Anna' who scared them."

Arthur replied with a smile.

"'Anna'?"

Talit was stunned for a moment, and then guessed the identity of the young man in front of him.

The Pigeon Keeper, who can easily read and write, still maintains a very good reading habit. However, unlike his previous entertainment and pastime, the Pigeon Keeper's reading in the past two years is just to better understand the dynamics of his enemies.

Therefore, pigeon breeders are aware of the ‘psychic medium’ who has recently become famous in South Los.

The pigeon farmer looked at Arthur and 'Anna' with understanding in his eyes.

"'Anna' is not intimidating, compared to some guys...this lady maintains her own decorum."

Talit said softly.

"I will truthfully convey your evaluation to 'Anna', so can you also tell me more things - although I already know some, it is not complete."

Arthur said this.

"curious?"

Talit laughed.

"Of course, I am a very curious person, and after awakening to my family's bloodline, my curiosity became uncontrollably high."

Arthur nodded, his expression became lifelike with the blessing of [Bluff].

This is half true and half false.

As a human being, Arthur is naturally curious.

However, Arthur was able to control his curiosity very well.

Because curiosity can really kill the cat.

Especially when he gained the identity of a 'contemporary black cat', Arthur became even more cautious.

However, he didn't mind cooperating with Tarit in front of him.

"There is nothing to say, let alone the story you are looking forward to - three years ago when I took my daughter home, I encountered four bastards riding horses in the city. My daughter did not avoid it and was hit by the horse. He died, and in order to save my daughter, I also had my leg broken, leaving me with a disability.”

Talit spoke softly, with an expressionless expression, as if he was telling a story that was not his own.

"So that's it. Can you tell me about No. 17 Xilin Street?"

After Arthur nodded, he continued to ask.

"certainly.

In order to kill those four guys smoothly, I had to kill a fool - although I feel sorry for him, I am willing to pay for it with my life. "

Tarrit remained calm.

But with the cooperation of [Fire-sightedness] and [Observation of Moments and Colors], Arthur easily discovered the clues.

Talit is a person who is not good at lying.

"Well, I also know a story, and there is nothing to look forward to, but you told me a story, and I think I should tell you one in return - three years ago, when a father brought his daughter home, Four young men suddenly rode horses in the city because of their competitiveness. The little girl was so frightened that she froze in place. The father who came from the side immediately rushed over and wanted to hold the little girl in his arms. But the speed of the horse was too fast, and the father could not catch up. The little girl was knocked away, and the father himself was injured, leaving his legs disabled.

But when the police came, they determined that it was the father and the girl who rushed out on their own, leading to this tragic situation.

The father was unwilling to give in and ran around, trying to seek justice for his daughter.

But the power in the family of those four young people was too great, and the father's efforts had no effect at all.

The father was desperate.

He didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a man suddenly appeared and asked the father if he really wanted revenge.

The father agreed, and then he changed his identity and became a pigeon breeder.

He began to use carrier pigeons to deliver messages for a secret small group, and gradually, the four people also joined in.

The time has come to mature.

Under the secret arrangement of that person, the four people who couldn't bear the fool's limelight began to use the "secret association" as bait to lure the fool out.

They didn't really want to kill the fool, but an accident happened and the fool really died.

In their panic, they formed an alliance.

However, such a covenant is extremely fragile, because they ignore the person in the dark who is watching everything - they only need to tie words like 'I know what you did' to the pigeon's leg, and it can be easily done. They were invited to a secret location in their home that only they knew, and their throats were cut. "

When Arthur said this, he paused for a moment, as if listening to something.

Then, he added:

"No, it seems that the father wanted to take revenge at that time, but he was afraid that if he killed one of them, the other three would be alerted, so he was reluctant to take action."

With that said, Arthur looked at Talit.

"That father is incompetent."

The pigeon farmer commented, picked up the match on the side and prepared to light the tobacco.

Arthur was the first to snatch the pipe from the pigeon breeder's hand.

He lowered his head and smelled it. The familiar smell of bitter almonds was mixed with a hint of pungency.

"You don't smoke, but you choose a pipe that a chain smoker would pick - I have a friend of mine who is a chain smoker, so I know what a chain smoker looks like.

Therefore, I think cigarettes are a good choice if you just start smoking.

Of course, it's your choice.

However, my story is not finished yet, can you continue to listen? "