Chapter 195: Seeking Someone

On Thursday morning, Lei Kedun and Ke Lai En arrived together at a cheap café in the East District.

Lei Kedun's original plan was to look for the Ziman Ge gang, while Ke Lai En needed to first fulfill his appointment with his East District informant Lao Kele.

Lei Kedun followed Ke Lai En, entered the cheap café, and stopped only when they reached a corner seat.

Before the two arrived, an elderly man in a worn thick jacket was already seated there, sipping a cup of tea that barely tasted of tea, accompanied by a piece of black bread.

Ke Lai En sat directly opposite, took out a stack of banknotes he had prepared earlier, and pushed them toward the other.

Lao Kele stared straight at them, and after a while finally reached out, trembling as he took them.

He examined them repeatedly, even raising his hand to wipe his eyes, and didn't notice that Lei Kedun was also seated at the table; a numb face forced out a smile as he said:

"At the dock, we move heavy cargo, step on cold filthy water, do some troublesome cleaning, about one Su le a day."

Ke Lai En listened in silence, and after a few seconds said:

"Have you heard anything lately? Noticed any situations?"

Lao Kele carefully put away the funds Ke Lai En gave him, took another sip of the thin tea, and said:

"Recently a rumor has been circulating, saying that since we worship one of the seven gods, why don't we pray directly to the creator at the source?"

"It says He is inside every person's body, in all things, and has never truly perished."

"By praying to Him, we can obtain redemption; His radiance will guide us out of suffering to a world where everyone is happy and equal!"

This… a theory of the Aurora Society after some changes? The Aurora Society will start paying attention to the lower classes in the East District, Dock District? How does the idea of a world where everyone is happy and equal relate to the Aurora Society?

Ke Lai En's suspicious gaze fell on Lei Kedun beside him, trying to read any change on his face.

Lei Kedun met Ke Lai En's stare with calm eyes, a hint of smile at the corner of his mouth, his lips slightly parting, silently saying to him:

"An Aurora Society like this is better than a terrorist organization, right?"

Lao Kele didn't notice the two's interaction and kept rambling:

"Detective, as per your orders, I have been monitoring the textile women workers; their protest ultimately failed."

"But, ha, the leaders became factory supervisors, and a third lost their jobs."

"Some are actively seeking new jobs, some have become streetwalkers, some disappeared; the whole East District is in chaos."

The inevitability of the era, the ascension of the Black Emperor and the idealist—these are all necessary sacrifices to them. Indeed, the knowledge demon that advances civilization and spreads knowledge aligns more with my beliefs and temperament!

While Lei Kedun was lost in thought, Lao Kele had already finished telling Ke Lai En the information he had gathered.

Ke Lai En picked up the cane and hat set aside, stood up and said:

"Take me to see them; I'm a detective and might be able to help find people for them."

Before Lao Kele could utter a refusal, he spoke again:

"I sometimes do volunteer work!"

Under Lao Kele's guidance, Lei Kedun and Ke Lai En arrived at a slightly dilapidated apartment, a room heavy with humidity.

Lei Kedun did not enter, but quietly observed everything from outside.

A middle‑aged woman with a wrinkled, lifeless face, eyes devoid of spark, numbly performed the motions of washing laundry.

There was also a seventeen‑eighteen‑year‑old girl in worn, thin clothing, sitting on the bedside, sobbing continuously.

Lei Kedun, standing alone outside, did not wait long before Ke Lai En and Lao Kele walked out together.

After Lao Kele finished his farewell words, he waved and headed toward the street on the other side.

Ke Lai En's gaze fell on Lei Kedun, who stood calmly to the side, his expression tranquil:

"Let's go, we're only delaying more, I want to help find them."

Lei Kedun gave a noncommittal nod and said:

"No problem, I don't lack that time; there's a saying: this world is tattered, but someone always patches it up."

"Ha!" Ke Lai En said self‑mockingly, "I only act where I can see, within my limited ability, offering help that doesn't affect me much—far from noble!"

"Don't undervalue yourself; at least you're more empathetic, kind and upright than I am, and more so than most people in this world. You also have deeds of helping others."

A rare seriousness tinged Lei Kedun's voice.

While speaking, Ke Lai En had already taken Dai Xi's "word book" and begun divination.

"Got a result: northwest direction. Cannot determine yet if there's interference."

Ke Lai En quickly drew a conclusion from his divination.

Following the divination's guidance, the two left the East District, constantly changing direction, and eventually arrived at Iris Street in JoWood District near the West District, stopping in front of a house with expansive lawns, a broad garden, a careful fountain plaza, and marble statues.

A faint violet halo flickered in Lei Kedun's eyes as he casually scanned ahead.

He saw guards patrolling within iron railings, snarling guard dogs, and the extraordinary beings inside the house.

Ke Lai En also noticed the strict security here, his brows furrowing:

"What is this place? How does the disappearance of an ordinary East District little girl involve such a dangerous location?"

"This is the home of the billionaire Ka Ping; evidently, the girl named Dai Xi fell victim to a large‑scale human trafficking organization."

Lei Kedun relayed the bits of information he knew.

Ke Lai En fell silent for a moment, recalling what he knew about Ka Ping.

In many rumors, he is a blood‑stained crime syndicate leader linked to numerous girl‑abduction cases!

In reality, he is a wealthy man who knows many influential figures.

Lei Kedun saw the shifting expression on Ke Lai En's face, patted his shoulder and said:

"Come back at night; there's more than one extraordinary being inside that house, and whatever you intend, the daytime activity is too noisy."

Ke Lai En's face grew much heavier; he sighed and gave a slight nod.

Lei Kedun's hand resting on Ke Lai En's shoulder did not withdraw; instead he led Ke Lai En into a spirit‑realm wander, leaving the front of Ka Ping's house.

Inside a small booth of a café.

Fo Er Si had been conversing with the elder opposite for a while and learned that he was called Lawrence Nord, from Jian Hai Jun, a public school teacher.

She can probably be sure that the other party is the person from the family Mrs. An Li Sa mentioned. Could he also be an extraordinary being? Does he have divination abilities?

Fo Ersi lightly sipped his coffee, arranged his words, and said:

"I was once a doctor at a nearby private clinic; at that time Mrs. An Li Sa often came for treatment, and her husband Lao Bo Luo had already passed away."

"I occasionally kept her company, talking with her and helping her with some things."

"Therefore, in the end she made a will, leaving her savings and cash to me, and donating jewelry, books, furniture and other items to a charitable organization, overseen by the law firm she appointed."

Because he feared that the old gentleman opposite might also be an extraordinary being and possess divination abilities, Fo Ersi chose not to lie, but merely concealed part of the truth, for example, Mrs. An Li Sa had inherited her husband's extraordinary trait for herself.

Mr. Lao Lun Si reached out and pinched his own forehead, saying:

"What a pity."

"Thank you for your account; it has clarified some things for me."

"By the way, where were Lao Bo Luo and An Li Sa buried?"

"Green Cemetery."

Fo Ersi gave a brief answer, then took a pocket watch from his bag, checked the time, and said:

"Mr. Lao Lun Si, I have other matters; I must be going."

Mr. Lao Lun Si did not stop him, rose to see him off, then sat down again, rubbing his temples with a troubled expression, muttering silently:

"Lao Bo Luo has passed away and left no children; I don't know where An Li Sa took his extraordinary trait. She never wanted to contact us, nor assume the responsibility of the family name."

"Is the Abraham family really destined to fade away like this, slowly?"

Mr. Lao Lun Si sat in a cheap coffee shop, unable to suppress his recollection of the suffering the Abraham family has endured over the years.

He had originally come to Beckland to look for his two brothers, Lao Bo Luo and Sa Mu.

Now, he suddenly realized that among his father's branch of the Abraham family, he was the only remaining member.

He himself was already near eighty, and all the children perished in the disaster brought by the Secret Saint Butis of the Aurora Society.

Just recalling these, the sorrow in his heart surged forth inexorably.

What truly tormented him was the lack of hope for revenge and the absence of any dawn for the family's glory to be restored.

"Where, then, lies the future of the Abraham family?"

Mr. Lao Lun Si lifted his coffee, took a sip, and then fell into a long silence.

(End of chapter)