As Joe opened the door, there was an ear-scratching sound from the rusted hinges.
It was a sound that made one frown, but Joe, Sam, and the big teenager showed no reaction as if they were used to it.
As Oliver followed them into the house, he saw a floor covered with dust, a corner of the ceiling covered with spider webs, and a desk, alone in an empty living room.
On the desk was a map believed to be the one of District X, fixed with a knife, and next to it was the file about the Kell Liberation Army executives Oliver handed over to Joe.
When he agreed to cooperate, Oliver handed it over at Joeâs request, and he gave it to Joe because he sincerely intended to work with him.
Forrest also said that there was no big problem with lending the file.
â The city wonât care who you work with if you could get the executives.
They were interested in the result rather than the process.
So Oliver handed over the file to Joe.
Oliver unconsciously looked at District X drawn on the map.
District X, which was quite large considering that it was underdeveloped, had a huge river in the back.
âAnd beyond the river are Districts Y and Z .â
Oliver unconsciously imprinted the image of District X on the map in his head.
âYou donât have to look very closely.â
Joe spoke to Oliver, who was looking at the map.
âWhat?â
âI think youâre trying to familiarize yourself with the topography, but you donât have to. This map was made in advance based on the image after development and completion, so itâs useless except for the rough terrain. Development stopped in the middle.â
âOh. . . . why?â
Sam answered, cutting in.
âThe city councilor in this area was caught stealing the development budget and was dismissed, and since then, terrorism and accidents have occurred one after another. Bad news overlapped, and the city councilors who represented the district were vacant, so the development naturally stopped and this happened. I heard they were trying to make this a good industrial district.â
It was interesting.
Oliver didnât know there was such a backstory to District X, which he thought was just an underdeveloped place.
Sam answered, biting a cigarette.
âThese days, itâs a desolate world where you donât even know who lives next door, so people in other Districts wouldnât know this story. Everyone in this town knows, though. In particular, the old folks lament that those days were good.â
Samâs voice was a mixture of lamentation, regret, and irritation.
Oliver reflexively tried to ask if it was good to live at the time, Joe patted the table preventing the topic from continuing.
âThatâs enough of the past stories. Letâs focus on our work first. Thatâs why weâre all here.â
Sam nodded as he smoked, and Oliver nodded.
Joe was right. For now, he had to concentrate on the job.
As the conversation was put on hold, Joe explained the situation first.
âFirst of all, Iâll tell you what weâve done.â
Oliver nodded.
Instead of letting him in, Joe was in charge of the search in District X.
Joe pointed to the area marked with a red pen.
It was inside District X and adjacent to the river.
âI donât know whether you know, but Landa surprisingly has a large number of fugitives not only from the United Kingdom but also from abroad.â
âI know. I learned about it not too long ago.â
Forrest said it was easy to hide because there were many people, easy to get information, and above all, there was no search from outside troops, making it the best place for fugitives to hide.
âWell, thatâs a relief. Usually, people with money and a good connection hide in District J. There are many people, so itâs easy to hide, and there are many places to rest. No money, but a guy with a decent connection hides outside the workerâs residence. There are many foreigners living there, so itâs not awkward no matter whoâs there.â
Oliver nodded. He didnât know this detailed information, and it was admirable.
But suddenly, Oliver had one question.
âUm, what if you donât have money or connections?â
âWell, hide here.â
Joe once again pointed inside the red-marked land.
âAlthough it is dangerous due to the abundance of poor people, gangsters, human traffickers, and mutants, the police wonât be coming here, so itâs a pretty good place to hide if you are confident in your strength. There are gangsters who run small errands with even a small amount of money.â
âOh, I see. Still, the range is wide, so did you find the hideout?â
âUh⊠No, I found some guys who I think might know exactly.â
âGuys you think might know.â
âYes.â
Joe answered and pointed to a point.
It was a factory located near the sewer.
âThereâs a gang running its base here. The name is Sewer Snakes.â
âSewer Snakes?â
âUh, itâs the name of a snake that lives in the sewer. Thatâs where they got the name. Theyâre dirty and cunning guys, and they sometimes hide those who run away on the sidelines. Maybe, thereâs a good chance that they might know.â
âHow come?â
âRecently, the number of groceries they buy has increased sharply. Like canned food, bread, alcohol, and cigarettes. The only grocery store in this area is the Lansky grocery store here, so itâs definite information.â
Joe pointed to a huge warehouse building a few blocks away.
âThereâs only one grocery store?â
âI told you. This neighborhood is rough. Do you think there are a lot of people who can hold out by opening a store here?â
âIn the first place, Lansky old man is able to hold out because heâs the owner of that street.â
said Sam, cutting in.
âOwner of the street?â
âItâs nothing. Thatâs what we call people who have a say here.â
Oliver nodded.
âAnyway, if we ask these sewer snake guys, weâll probably find out their traces. If possible, I wanted to find out on my own, but I thought there would be a problem if I did it aloneâŠ..â
Joe looked at Oliverâs complexion and clouded his words, as if he was worried that Oliver might be offended.
However, contrary to Joeâs concerns, Oliver was satisfied enough.
To begin with, there was a place to ask.
âThatâs great. So, do we just move right away?â
âOh, before that, let me introduce the guys who will be working together.â
Saying those words, Joe pointed to Twin pistol Sam.
âSam, youâve met him in the contamination zone, no?â
âYes, itâs been a while. Mr. Sam.â
Sam also looked at Oliver for a moment, nodded, and greeted him with his own manners.
âYes, itâs been a while.â
Joe nodded and then introduced the next.
A dark-skinned young man who was younger than Joe and Sam but looked bigger and heavier than the two combined.
âThis is Owen. Heâs the one who joined the fighter crew this time.â
Owen bowed his head politely, out of proportion to his size.
âUh, helloâ
âYes, hello.â
Oliver greeted him and looked at him.
He looked anxious, and at the same time, he was intimidated.
It wasnât for Oliver to judge, but it didnât seem like he had the personality to fight.
At least among the people he fought with there was no one like this.
âAs you can see, heâs still young and inexperienced, but Iâm sure of his ability, so you donât have to worry too much.â
About half of what Joe said was a lie.
He believed in Owenâs power, but he didnât seem to believe him for sure. It was a personality issue rather than ability.
âEven the person himself seems to be insecure and doesnât believe in himself.â
Oliver stared at the teenager named Owen and thought.
Joe, who was conscious of such Oliver asked.
ââŠShould I take him out if youâre worried? Youâre the strongest here, Dave, and youâre the one who brought the work. Iâll do as you say.â
At that moment, Owen was surprised and said out loud.
âAHHH, Iâll be of help, so please take me with you! Iâm confident in my strength!â
Rather than being really confident, it felt like there was something more urgent.
Fear, responsibility, anxiety, and courage were seething with a sticky mixture.
Oliver wanted to know why he wanted to do this even though he was scared.
When Oliver asked about this, Twin pistol Sam answered on Owenâs behalf.
âItâs for the money.â
âMoney?â
âYeah. You need money to make a living. Did you feel anything on your way here?â
âUm⊠people hiding and watching?â
âYes, thatâs right, but not thatâŠ.. Thereâs no decent job in this town. If you want to make a living, you have to work risking your life this way. Especially the ones with a family.â
Sam pointed to Owen at the same time as he said it.
âWell, donât pity him. If youâre born in this neighborhood, thatâs your destiny. You have to suck it up and accept it. Just decide whether to take him or not.â
As Sam sorted things out, Oliverâs curiosity disappeared and he looked at Owen, who was nervously looking at Oliver.
âSome of the people we are trying to catch now attacked and killed dozens of soldiers alone, is that okay?â
Owen hesitated for a moment and nodded as if he had made up his mind.
âItâs all right⊠Iâm determined.â
âUm, thatâs enough. Letâs go together.â
At the same time as Oliver answered, Owen sighed with relief, while Joe and Sam put on their coats and packed knuckles, pistols, and pipe bombs.
Everyone seemed motivated.
âOh, but I donât think this number is enough. Isnât it better to get some more from somewhere?â
âThen the difficulties bloom when sharing. Considering the money, this is perfect even if itâs dangerous.â
Sam asked, and Joe answered.
âIs there a shortage of people?â
Oliver cut in.
âOf course. Weâre going to the gang to get information and there are more than 10 wanted criminals. To be honest, just the four of us are a bitâŠ.â
âHow many people do you need?â
Sam frowned curiously at Oliverâs question and answered hesitantly.
âWell⊠three talented guys, if weâve four we would definitely be safe.â
âUm. . . . I see. Is it okay with three?â
âHuh? Uh⊠Do you have anyone to bring? By the way, wonât the distribution of profits change if you bring more people?â
Oliver shook his head.
âItâs okay. You donât have to share the profits.â
With that, Oliver opened the leather case in his waist.
âBig Mouth, can you help me?â
Oliver walked down the street with three people and three corpse dolls.
Most of the time when you walk with someone, you either walk at the back or beside them, but strangely, Oliver was walking in the middle when he came to his senses.
Joeâs party and the Corpse dolls were spread out on both sides, respectively.
What was even stranger was that Joe, Sam, and Owen were somewhat nervous as they looked at the corpse dolls â [Warlock], [Sniper], and [Rag] that Oliver took out.
In fact, these three corpse dolls were covered with a long coat and hooded cloak bought from a used clothing store, so it was not strange on the outside.
âProbably.â
Originally, Oliver intended to decorate them as much as possible with artificial skin and special paint, but Oliverâs skills were not good enough to disguise them properly, so he wrapped them up in clothes like this.
âStill, it doesnât seem like a problem on the outside. So whatâs wrong? Is their walking awkward?â
Oliver thought as he looked at the stagger-walking of the corpse dolls.
Oliver turned his head and asked Joe.
âIs it a little strange? The corpse dolls.â
Joe replied, a little startled.
âNo. Thatâs not it. Itâs just⊠How should I say⊠Did you make them yourself?â
âNo. I picked up a few from the contamination zone and repaired them. Iâve only made one corpse doll.â
âOh⊠I see.â
âYes.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âDo you have something to say?â
âWill they⊠Never mind.â
He tried to say something uncharacteristically but suddenly stopped talking. When Oliver tried to ask what was going on, Sam stepped in.
âWhat Joe wants to ask isâŠ..those dolls?â
âWarlock, Sniper, Rag.â
âUh, yes⊠Anyway, they wonât go crazy, right?â
âYes, they are good children, and they are quiet.â
As if responding to the words, the children who entered the corpse dolls looked this way and shouted.
âKruk KrukâŠâ
âKyakyakyahâŠâ
âKikikkikiâ.
It was really polite. However, for some reason, Joe, Sam, and Owen took half a step back to the other side.
âWell, tell them not to talk too much anyway. Sewer Snakes shouldnât look down, but itâs not good to threaten them too much. Anyway, our goal is to talk.â
said Joe, holding an envelope containing five million as a bribe.
âThey usually hide the fugitives, at least hundreds. Itâs said that they would get 10 million at most, so this will be enough.â
After a while, the party reached an abandoned factory, home to the gang Sewer Snakes.