But What did the Novelist do Wrong?

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Chapter 12

    Yokohama - Late at night.

    As a port city, Yokohama's economy is quite developed, especially near the concession. Buildings with styles from all over the world gather together. This is a bustling rich area. Even at night, it is full of lights and lively.

    "How's business going recently, Mr. Fujii?"

    "I just negotiated a transportation business with KK Merchant, and I'll buy you a drink

    when I'm done ." I have to rely on you."

    "This is the new bag my son bought me, it looks good." "

    It's not cheap, I really envy you, Mrs. Bazi."

    "It's not so expensive, it's the filial piety of a child. "

    Men and women, chatting with eloquence, rushing to and fro, the surface is peaceful, but there are countless ghosts brewing in the dark.

    In a corner invisible to ordinary people, a cloud of black mist is twisting and forming. Among the indescribable and unknown objects, three or four bloodshot eyes are opened. It squirms its empty body, and its voice is hoarse and broken.

    "...Why... live better than me..."

    "Curse you... poor... your family is broken..."

    It is piled up on the edge of the uninhabited alley behind the bustling street like the dirt of the sewer, and the body and moss Close contact with wall ash. Under the nourishment of all the elite men and women wearing smiley masks in the entire commercial street, it has become bigger and bigger.

    'Da da'

    This is probably a drunk woman, trying her best to maintain a glamorous appearance, but her stomach couldn't bear it, so she reluctantly smiled and said goodbye, stumbling around looking for a corner to vent.

    She was wearing an off-white windbreaker, with a few buttons tightly buttoned down from the neckline. The hem of the dress reached to her ankles. She should have worn a few more clothes underneath. She looked a little bloated, but she couldn't hide her beauty.

    The act of the woman clutching her chest and running into the alley in embarrassment attracted uninvited guests.

    After all, not far from this bustling gold market is Leibo Street, which is known as a slum. Many unscrupulous rats have to rely on the garbage in the rich area to make a living.

    Several bearded men looked at each other, smirked a few times, and followed.

    Even if she is a woman who is begging for a living with the rich, she has nothing of value on her body, and she can buy a good price for her bare skin and organs and blood.

    An elegant handmade leather shoe stepped on the blood-stained ground, the young master let out a wow, and looked at the mess in the alley through the sunglasses.

    "This curse spirit is quite tasteful, isn't it, Jie."

    The boy in sweater, who was walking a little slower, straightened out the messy ball head that had been blown by the wind with his best friend just now, and finally let his hair down and re-tied it. , he glanced at the tragic situation in the alley, and the corner of his mouth twitched.