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James and Chester were mixed in with the noisy crowd. He was not sure whether these people were resenting Herman's factory or resenting the poor place of Paising.
"This is your property!" The crowd gathered in front of the factory, shouting at the employees on duty, "You should take care of your things!"
"Okay, please be rational." The employee explained helplessly to the crowd, "This is the city government's thing. You can't blame us."
"What did you say? I can't blame you? I only know whether the lights in my house are on or not is controlled by you!"
"Stop being so unreasonable!" The employee was already very impatient. "See for yourselves, here is the wall and there is the electrical box!"
Chestral pulled James and stepped aside.
James took one last look at the staff hiding behind the iron gate and the citizens surrounding him. No one wanted to take a look at the situation in the electrical box. There was a conflict immediately, and it seemed that there was no People have the awareness to call the police. This forced James to take some time to switch roles and think as a police detective.
Chester is very aware of the conflicts between Paisin and the factory.
"Were you born in Paising?" James was pulled by Chester and asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Chester answered more directly than James, "My grandfather used to be from Newton and came to Barton for the opportunity." He walked in front silently, but the direction was not back to Paising. , but when everyone's attention was focused on the quarrel, he retreated to the outermost edge and still paid attention to the situation here. "My first job after coming to Barton was in this factory."
"My father said that my grandfather was very excited at first." Chester paused and clenched his fists bitterly, "He bought a house in Paising with a small down payment. In Newton, he didn't have much savings. Middle-aged people can't afford such a single-family house. For a long time, he would only say happily. Bringing his family to Barton was the most correct decision in his life!"
Apparently, Chester's grandfather realized he was wrong.
"The first few years were really good. My father said that Hermann began to fulfill his promise. Every working-class family was quickly settled with houses, education, and welfare." He glanced at James, "Then everything came to an end. It’s getting worse…”
James didn't answer, and Herman was not a philanthropist. The purpose of settling the family was to retain people, and he had already been retained. Then these people are just working-class families.
"Loans, taxes, and all the pressures are getting heavier and heavier, but wages are not just workers' money! His promise has not changed at all! There is only the initial promise to settle these people, and everything after that, just like other places, still depends on Earn it with your own hands!”
Of course that's the case, James doesn't think there's anything wrong with that. Moreover, Barton was just a new city at that time, and a large number of new people would come here to develop, and Herman could help settle these outsiders. Already very good.
"Why don't you move away?" James asked naturally.
"I told you." There was helplessness on Chester's face, "Grandpa liked that house. He felt that it was the home he bought!"
The employees at the Hermann factory are no longer the same people as they once were. But looking at the debate just now, there are a lot of second or third generations. Workers working in factories now will not live in Paising. They will choose cheap houses in the South District or cheap apartments east of Ogier. And most of them do not buy, but rent.
So those first generations are stuck here.
The first people attracted to Paisying were trapped in a house. And I am afraid that these descendants will now be forced to abandon the old house in Paisying. They can't do it either. Still trapped.
James began to realize that the source of this resentment came from Herman's promise, and then over time, with Paisying's decline, it fermented in this generation. Perhaps what Chester resented was his grandfather and father, and even the city of Barton. They failed to let Paisin develop, become Back Bay, become Noel, and become what it is now.
These guys who inherited the house from their predecessors did not have the courage to abandon this place and leave, and they could not let go of the promise made to their predecessors by Barton and Herman.
Therefore, the target of this resentment was very short-sightedly placed on Hermann's factory.
Chester is just an ordinary citizen.
"Where are we going now?" James asked.
Chester stood still, "Wait a minute, a friend is coming over."
James pursed his lips and could only wait.
The searchlights still patrolling passed through the crowd, and the quarrel seemed to have become serious. People on both sides of the iron gate of the factory were getting closer and closer to each other in the center of the door. Some arms stretched out from the iron bars, pushing each other.
Snapped!
The factory fell into darkness.
After a moment of silence, the quarrel broke out more violently. A factory employee inside the iron gate roared angrily, "Did you do it?"
"Are you blind? We're standing here! Where are you going to get your electricity!"
…
Under the moonlight, James saw the iron door being opened, the employees inside rushing out, and getting into a scuffle with Pai Siying's people outside.
"Let's go, let's go!" Chester pulled James and rushed into the crowd. The not-so-strong Chester was almost protected by James as he trudged forward in the chaotic crowd.
Although it is chaotic, the camps are very easy to distinguish. Those wearing work jackets are factory employees, and those wearing casual clothes or even loose pajamas are residents of Paisying. James pushed aside a few employees who rushed towards Chester and followed him closely.
James was so irritated that he was about to punch away an employee who was running this way, but was caught by Chester, winking desperately in the night. James didn't know what was going on, but he held back his fist.
The man who ran over glanced at James, and before his puzzled expression faded away, a guy in shorts rushed over from nowhere and kicked him.
Chester shouted, "I'll do it!" He got stuck between the two of them and stumbled onto the staff member. The two of them pushed and tangled together and slowly moved out of the crowd.
James pursed his lips and continued to follow the two of them. Push away the crowds around you.
"Hey!" The man wearing a factory work jacket covered his nose, with traces of blood showing from between his fingers, "Are you serious!"
Already far away from the crowd, no one noticed here in the darkness.
"Hug, sorry!" Chester supported the man and glanced at the other person's nose. He smiled and said, "It's okay. It will pass in a while and you will be fine soon."
The man wiped his nose with his sleeve and was about to say something when he glanced at James and frowned, "Who is this?"
"Kim." Chester smiled, "He helped me."
The man looked younger than Chester. He has an average appearance and average build, neither strong nor thin. He is probably a friend of Chester, and he is probably the one responsible for the sudden power outage in the factory.
He looked at James, blinked, and said with confusion on his face, "Gold? Gold what?"
"It's gold." James replied coldly.
The man curled his lips and looked at Chester. "Are you going to take him to the club? Be careful lately, Jason is being targeted. We don't plan to take anyone new in the near future."
Although the word "fight" does not appear, it is obvious enough. James suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked Chester in a cold tone, "What is he talking about." James was still a little impatient.
"It's okay, there's that guy Eli (Chapter 3, the mind reader)." Chester didn't have a special expression. He responded to his friend first, then looked at James with a smile, "I'll tell you later." Then he turned to the man, "Did you get it?"
"Yeah." The man took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and quickly stuffed it into Chester's hand. He frowned, "Tell Eli, this is the last time, I won't do anything for him in the future!"
Chester took the paper and put it into his pocket without confirming what it was. He nodded, a little helplessly, "Just help me." He wanted to say something else, but stopped. After a moment of silence, he nudged the man. "You have to go back."
"Yes." The man nodded and added, "Be gentle." The two began to 'tussle' again and slowly moved towards the crowd. James blinked and decided to wait where he was.
Police sirens came from afar, red and blue lights flashed in the night, and someone shouted, 'The police are coming! 'The crowd began to disperse, and James felt a little relieved. Someone still called the police.
Chester followed the dispersed crowd and ran in the direction of Pai Siying. If he ran slowly, he would be taken back to the police station to make a record, and he would also have a record of gathering a crowd to fight. No one wants to experience that unfortunate thing.
"Follow me!" Chester shouted as he passed James.
"Where to go?" James felt that he was about to enter the 'Fight Club'.
"Escape first!" Chester's answer disappointed James. His main purpose now is to escape the police! As he ran, he turned back to observe the policemen who were sweeping around with flashlights, and adjusted his escape direction. It seemed that this was not the first time he had been chased.
James felt a strange feeling while running, frowned, followed behind Chester, and quickly approached Paisying, who was still in the darkness.
The dark streets quickly isolated the police from searching, and Chester moved expertly between houses. James watched him run directly into the backyard of a house, took out the key and was about to open the door.
"Your home?" James asked doubtfully.
"Yeah." Chester gasped a little, but answered James' question, "Don't worry, this is my house, I live alone."
James glanced at Chester and said, "Sorry." Chester was talking about his grandfather before, and James thought his father was gone too.
Chester opened the door and smiled at James, "No, no, my father is still alive and well, but he has returned to Newton. The old man feels that he is from Newton and spent the first few years of his life in Newton. Yes, I want to stay in Newton for the last time.”
James pursed his lips, nodded, and looked at Chester.
James felt that he was quite lucky. The man in front of him was a "foreigner" who was born in Barton. The identity of "Jin" made Chester feel naturally attracted to him. James was able to participate in an incident so smoothly and get the names of 'Aili' and 'Jason', which was already a gain. (My "Barton's Fantasy Chronicles" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign on the upper right to "Add a friend", Search the official account "qdread" and follow it, hurry up!)(..)