There was silence in the interrogation room, and Sander's meaning was very obvious.

You get me out first, and I'll tell you the clues about Samuel.

This is the condition he proposed.

The problem is that this kind of deal doesn't even have a verbal promise.

Qian Cangyi didn't like this, he preferred to take the situation into his own hands.

If Sand can provide information first, he will find a way to get Sand out in advance.

"I'll let you go out for a walk, if you can tell me anything?" Qian Cangyi leaned forward, creating a stronger sense of oppression.

Sander's brow furrowed, and the expression on his face was a little hesitant.

Half a minute later, he spoke:

"If you want to attend the exhibition of life, someone has to recommend it."

"I can recommend you."

"Is that enough?"

Tander's gaze rested on Qian Cang's face.

Qian Cangyi currently has no clues, so he naturally won't give up the one in front of him.

He nodded, then stood up.

Robert followed behind him.

It wasn't until he walked out of the interrogation room that Robert asked:

"Are you really going to let him go?"

Robert's tone was a little frustrated.

Qian Cangyi comforted:

"Robert, Son will get out sooner or later, that's the rule of East Beacon City."

"In addition, we can let him go so that we can follow him to find the mastermind behind it."

"One thing that the children who were brought to the police station said was that they said that the children who were sold to the factories as child laborers were only a minority."

"This means that there are many more children being used for the rest, and we need to find out what it will be used for."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely catch the mastermind."

"...... Swear in the name of the trapezoidal waves. ”

Qian Cangyi finished smiling.

Robert was sullen at first, but when he heard the last sentence, he laughed out loud.

Robert pushed Qian Cangyi's arm and said:

"What's the use of that......"

"By the way, I think we can go to Sander's house and investigate."

Qian Cang nodded and replied:

"Well, yes, you can go and have a look, but don't force it."

"Samuel's paintings are too weird, and after you read the manuscript, your mental condition is not very good, and I am afraid that your 'condition' will worsen."

Robert didn't care, shook his head and said:

"I'll be careful, don't worry too much about that."

"To be honest, after coming to East Beacon City this time, I haven't dreamed again."

"I don't know what's going on, but maybe I'm getting back to normal now."

Qian Cang nodded.

Compared to when he was in Pegasus City, Robert's health has improved a lot, and he is no longer as decadent as before.

As for the possibility of returning to normal......

Qian Cangyi thinks that it basically does not exist.

The death of Father Hall has proven this.

Even if the Veldra Manuscript is not around, the condition of those who have seen it will continue to deteriorate.

Qian Cang thought for a moment and said:

"You can get Pierce to go with you, maybe it helps."

"Okay." Robert did not refuse.

……

On the streets of East Beacon City, brown oak canes fall to the ground with a dull sound.

Sander stared ahead, his steps steady.

Qian Cangyi stood beside Sander and said nothing.

It wasn't until the two of them saw the entrance to the inner city that Qian Cangyi spoke:

"How about a little more shopping, I have a few questions for you."

Sander nodded and asked:

"Since Mr. Marshall has just arrived in East Beacon City, is he interested in investing in the factory?"

The two changed direction and walked along the avenue on the west side.

Because they were not in a hurry to go somewhere, the two did not choose to take the carriage.

Sander has been released on bail, and naturally, Qian Cangyi has contributed to it.

Qian Cang replied:

"What do I get by investing in a factory?"

"And what's at stake?"

He didn't say no right away.

Now he is a wealthy man who went to East Beacon City to participate in the exhibition of life.

The reason for appearing at the police station is because of his relatively noble status, and he came to the door after investigating a painting by Sander.

This excuse is indeed not reasonable, but there is no logical flaw, and even if there is a problem, it is covered up by his "good intentions".

Sander, who seemed to have answered countless times, replied:

"You're going to get a certain amount of dividends, and those dividends are going to grow at a rate of 7% per month."

"There's no risk."

"With your ability, Mr. Marshall, what happened to me today will not cause you any trouble at all."

"In the near future, another large number of children will be transported to East Beacon City, and when the time comes, another batch will be bought, and a dozen more machines will be expanded."

"East Beacon City is full of money, it just depends on whether you are willing to pick it up, Mr. Marshall."

Sander has a relaxed tone, and to him, talking about these things is like talking about weather changes.

Qian Cangyi didn't answer immediately, but waited for a while before speaking:

"I'm curious, are all these children being treated as child laborers when they come to East Beacon City?"

"The news I got was that only some of the children were sold as child labor, and most of the children seemed to have gone somewhere else."

"I wonder if Mr. Sander knows about this."

Qian Cang started with a side knock.

Sander nodded slightly, agreeing with Qian Cangyi's statement, then he stopped, turned his head and said:

"Mr. Marshall, you are well informed, and it is true that only a part of the children are trafficked as child labor, but nearly half."

"I don't know where the other half of the children went, but I heard the news that they went inland."

"The only thing I know for sure is that these children who are trafficked as child labor are far luckier than the rest of the children."

Sander said the last sentence with a very serious expression, as if he knew what was going on.

Qian Cang replied:

"I see, I'll consider Mr. Sander's proposal."

"As for Samuel, I wonder how Mr. Sander got in touch with Samuel?"

Sander looked down at the ground as if caught in a memory, and then he replied:

"Samuel and I met at a party."

"I was young at the time, and I was trying to go to the upper class parties in the inner city."

"After I participated, I realized that it was very different from what I thought, and it was boring, but it was true that I could meet many nobles."

Samuel was exhibiting his new paintings.

"It's a painting that I can't describe in words, it's a sea of flames."

"Yes, a sea of flames, above the painting is the icy water, and below, there are burning flames."

"Under the flames, there are many beautiful jellyfish."

"These jellyfish have transparent edges and red centers and tentacles."

"The jellyfish surround a strange wooden boat, which is held in the air by the sea."

"Under the wooden boat, there is an eye composed of countless jellyfish, and it is an eye that can't help but be intoxicated."

"Samuel named the painting 'The Burning Sea,' which I think is quite appropriate."

"What I described just now was just a word of scarcity to describe the paintings I saw at the time, but in fact they were completely different."

"It was a strange feeling, as if I was opening my eyes to the world for the first time."

"It turns out that there is still such a scene in this world...... That's what I thought at the time. ”

"So I began to talk to Samuel, a young man with a fair face, slender fingers, and black eyes that seemed to be able to see through the essence of the world."

"Later, I started buying his work, and it wasn't until this time that he told me he was going to have a big exhibition – the exhibition of life."

When talking about Samuel, Sande's tone was full of admiration.

"Burning the Sea?" Qian Cangyi repeated the word.

"Yes, that work is called the Burning Sea." Sander nodded heavily.

It is true that the scene described by Sander is the same as the one I experienced, but I remember that the ghost ship often went to the Burning Sea, so Samuel's painting was not about staring at "me" and drawing the Burning Sea, but about the Burning Sea.

As soon as Qian Cang thought of this, he couldn't help but become more and more curious about Samuel as a person.

Samuel's paintings seem to have a unique magic.

The question is, where does the power of magic come from?

As soon as Qian Cang thought of this, he asked Sander again about the exhibition of life:

"Sander, do you know what kind of exhibition the exhibition of life is?"

Sander shook his head:

"I don't know, Samuel didn't say."

Qian Cang counted the time, and made sure that Robert's side was almost finished, so he opened his mouth and said:

"Can I take a look at the painting you bought?"

"Samuel is such a genius."

"I really wish I could see more of his work, and if I can, I hope he can paint a picture for me alone."

Qian Cang looked ahead, his eyes deep.

Sander laughed twice and said:

"Mr. Marshall, I'm afraid it's impossible."

"Samuel never painted for anyone, not even the nobles."

"I used to think so, but Mr. Samuel rejected it outright."

"He said to me at the time: You only have confusion and emptiness in you, and I can't paint based on you."

Qian Cangyi also laughed, but did not answer. ()

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