Mystery: Shadow of Order Chapter 48

45 Gatton Street, West End, Rawls' home.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Rawls got up from the bed after a short nap, found a three-piece suit from the closet and put it on, quietly opened the door, and walked out of the bedroom.

Butler Augst has yet to find out the specifics of the Tussock newspaper's coverage of the shooting. In this day and age, few people other than governments and political parties deal with newspaper tycoons.

In today's increasingly developed industrial papermaking and printing, the price of a newspaper has dropped to 1 penny, and the population covered by it has become wider and wider.

And Loen's illiteracy is actually not that much. A survey two years ago showed that Loen's male illiterate accounted for 25.41%, and the female illiterate accounted for 41.24%. This means that at least 65% of Loen's people are literate, but it doesn't mean they can read newspapers.

Most of the current newspapers are read by the elites of the Loen Kingdom, and the worst ones are the middle and lower classes. Because after Roselle's Industrial Revolution, the growing workers' groups rarely read newspapers. First, they didn't have time. Big factory owners wished they would stay in the factory 24 hours a day. Second, there was no suitable newspaper for these workers. Bottom workers to read.

But with the illiteracy rate in the Loen Kingdom decreasing, the prototype of the commercialized newspaper industry has begun to take shape.

Rawls carefully climbed the wall and left the villa. There were two concierges at the gate of his villa. The two of them took turns on duty at the gate and were also responsible for delivering letters or business card gifts for Rawls.

He came to the open and wide Gaton Street. This road is enough for four carriages to drive at the same time. In the Backlund West District, where every inch of land is expensive, it is simply a luxury. However, in Queens, the roads outside many aristocratic villas can often accommodate six carriages running at the same time, which are built for those big nobles who have many guests. The King's Road next to it can even run ten carriages, and the Backlund subway also passes under the King's Road.

Going south out of Gatton Street, along King's Road, Rawls carefully avoided the occasional patrolling police along the way. This is the wealthy Western District of Backlund. Every year, a large amount of money is donated to the police station in the Western District. Naturally, the Western District Police Department will return the favor and provide corresponding services.

Of course, fortunately, there is a gas street lamp every 50 meters on the road. It is about the height of an adult man. The black metal is close to the glass, enclosing a grid, and casting a classical "art" like a lantern.

With the help of the dim light emitted by these gas street lamps, although Rawls's eyesight has not been enhanced by the potion, as an Extraordinary, he still has vision that is far beyond that of ordinary people, and it is quite easy to avoid the patrolling police. .

It's just that the three-piece suit on his body is still relatively restrained. Rawls' "Barbarian" potion is not a sensitivity bonus, and it is quite laborious to dodge a large amount of time.

Rawls did not choose to go to Hillston and Chorwood areas, but went south, directly to the south area of the bridge, and then walked to the east area through the bridge area. That's almost a third of the way, but it's much safer. Whether it is the prosperous Hillston district or the densely populated Chorwood district, it is a place that the police and church extraordinary people pay close attention to.

When I came to the Backlund Bridge area, the buildings here were relatively dilapidated. The homeless man dressed as a worker lay casually on a bed made of several newspapers. There are few people here to drive them out, even though the Poor Law states that homeless people are not allowed to sleep in the streets and parks. Because the police here rarely come out to patrol, no one pays money for their patrol.

Since the repeal of the Grain Act last month, the workers who marched against the Grain Act did get lower food prices, but their quality of life has not improved, or even worse. Wages for the working class plummeted as bankrupt farmers moved into cities, vying for jobs with low-wage demands.

These workers soon couldn't get a job. Without income, they couldn't even pay for a night's floor, so they could only roam the streets and use newspapers to build the floor.

Fortunately, it was a hot July, and even in Backlund, which had been raining for a long time, the temperature at night was not too low. But as soon as September entered, as long as these people slept outside for one night, they would get sick the next day, and it was not impossible for them to almost die on the street.

Rawls lowered his felt hat, carefully avoiding the poor people who had fallen asleep, and continued to walk forward with his head bowed, how many of these people will survive this year. Backlund's smog incident apparently caused tens of thousands of deaths, which was still the result after Xiaoke tried his best to stop it.

Klein, however, is out of tune with this world. This may be a given choice as a "weak traverser" in modern society. It is difficult for Rawls to think that Xiao Ke did not become half of the "old days" within three years, but took longer, whether Xiao Ke's humanity would exist. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

This is why after Xiao Ke became an angel, he told himself, "Always remember that you are him, not him". In this twisted and chaotic world, the stronger the strength and the longer the life, the humanity will slowly disappear.

After entering the bridge area, the street lights are already scarce, and when you reach the east area, it is as if you have entered a bottomless abyss. Fortunately, it was a full moon last night. The weather tonight was not bad. The crimson moonlight was enough for Rawls to distinguish the direction and position.

Rawls felt that every cell in himself was active, the environment here made him feel like a duck in water, and the "barbarian"'s keen intuition was gradually recovering.

Clenching your fists, this is where the savages are active. Everything resorts to force, fists, and violence to solve problems. Raising his head to discern the direction again, Rawls walked to the place he rented, and now he is only missing a less restrictive outfit.

I hope the gangsters in the East District can rest later today, and Rawls will give them a sweet dream.

"Help!"

The mournful female voice seemed to cross the blackboard's fingernails, spreading far in the dark night.

Rawls, who was about to enter the dock area, frowned. It seemed that the protagonist would definitely cause trouble when he came out. He looked down at his three-piece suit, and it seemed that the clothes could not be changed for the time being. He lowered his felt hat again and rushed in the direction of the sound.

Rawls had just disappeared into the darkness, and a short figure appeared there, with messy, shaggy shoulder-length yellow hair, and wearing a traditional knight training uniform. The short figure shook his head and walked slowly in the direction of Rawls.

Rawls followed the direction of the voice and quickly found the woman who was calling for help, then stayed where he was, looking at the group of people opposite.

Chapter end

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