Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 372 Settlement Point

Before Sun Hang got close, a man carrying a steel pipe got out of a van. He was wearing a motorcycle helmet without goggles and looked at Sun Hang unkindly.

However, what surprised Sun Hang was that this guy just looked at him, without making any aggressive moves or walking towards him. Instead, he watched him cross the road, pass through the parked cars, and enter the construction site.

Fortunately, Sun Hang changed his clothes on the way here, otherwise if he appeared here covered in blood, some unnecessary conflicts might have occurred.

Sun Hang continued to walk forward. According to the scavenger girl, the scavengers and homeless people living here were basically concentrated in the eleventh and thirteenth buildings, because these two buildings were the only two buildings in the entire complex with running water. Although the tap water had a strong smell of rust and was often cut off, it was better than having nothing.

Sun Hang walked to the entrance of Building No. 11. These buildings had no doors or windows yet. In order to resist the cold wind outside, the scavengers made fences with simple materials such as foam boards and plastic sheets to block the gaps that leaked air. Looking up, as long as the windows were blocked tightly, they were the floors where people lived; and those floors with open windows were the public kitchens used for making fire and cooking.

As for the problem of going to the toilet, one has to go to uninhabited buildings or sand pits behind the construction site.

The scavenger girl told Sun Hang that there was once a homeless man who didn't follow the rules of the building and defecated directly on the stairwell. As a result, the guy was beaten up by a group of scavengers. Before kicking him out, they forced him to eat what he had excreted...

Although it is very chaotic here, there is a set of "rules" that everyone follows silently in the chaos.

In Sun Hang's opinion, this place is more like a "small community" that has evolved from a settlement.

As Sun Hang approached the fence at the gate, a cunning eyeball appeared behind a peephole dug out on the fence. The owner of the eyeball looked at Sun Hang for two seconds, and then a sharp voice came from behind the fence: "New face... First time here?"

"Yes." Sun Hang replied.

He came to inquire about things, not to fight. Since the other party had not shown any ill intentions, Sun Hang could naturally communicate with him in a friendly manner.

"Looking at the way you're dressed, you don't look like a homeless person... Are you in plain clothes?" the other party asked

But Sun Hang did not hear any fear in the other party's tone.

"Do you think I look like that?"

"A bit like that." The other party pushed the fence open a little.

This was a little old man with shifty eyes, who seemed to be about fifty or sixty years old, thin, and with a severe hunchback that made him look like a human-shaped river shrimp. He pushed the fence open with some effort to create a hole big enough for Sun Hang to pass through, and whispered, "Except for cops and businessmen, no one would come to a place like this... and you have nothing in your hands, you don't look like a businessman at all." said the old man.

"Merchants? You mean the ones who buy what the scavengers find?"

"Yes, they always come here in vans or trucks. After all, the scavengers here barter, and money is no longer useful."

Given the current situation in Tianfu City, banknotes are indeed not much different from waste paper... The most urgently needed supplies are all under government control and are strictly distributed based on the number of people. Even if you have money... it is difficult to buy those supplies without strong "connections".

"Do they come here frequently?" Sun Hang asked again.

"You asked me all kinds of questions right away, and you still say you're not a cop?" The old man looked at Sun Hang and said, "I didn't say I wasn't a cop, I just asked if I looked like one." Sun Hang looked around - it was called the first floor, but it was actually the overhead floor under the building, which was usually used to store express lockers or park non-motor vehicles for owners, but now it has been transformed into a "youth version" of a large flat.

The holes where air leaks were blocked by fences, and the load-bearing walls were cut apart with thin plywood. A rechargeable emergency light was hung in the corner of the ceiling, with the brightness adjusted to the most power-saving setting, emitting a dim light.

"What happened? Did someone steal something that shouldn't be stolen? Or... did someone die?" the old man asked calmly.

"Why do you seem not afraid of the sheriff?" Sun Hang asked curiously.

"I haven't done anything wrong, why should I be afraid?" The old man pulled over a rocking chair and sat down tremblingly. "As for those who should be afraid of you, they had already packed up their belongings and ran away before you came."

"Strictly speaking, everyone living here can be considered a thief, right?" Sun Hang asked tentatively.

"Strictly speaking? What kind of strict law is that? We are just a group of rubbish collectors. How do we know who threw those things there?" The old man said, "Is even this illegal?"

"Learn about the crime of illegal occupation."

"Well, then, you can take me away." The old man honestly stretched out his bony wrist and sneered, "There are more than one or two sheriffs who come here to investigate. You are the first one who is so serious."

"Oh, were there other sheriffs here?"

"They probably feel guilty about it, knowing that the higher-ups can't afford to support us, so they can only let us find ways to survive on our own... so they turn a blind eye. If you want to convict us, that's fine. We'd rather go to jail. At least in jail we'll have enough food and drink, a bed to sleep on, and we won't have to suffer the cold... isn't that better than being in this hellhole?" said the little old man.

"Just kidding... I mainly want to ask about someone." Sun Hang said.

"Who am I asking about?"

Sun Hang took out his cell phone, and on it was a portrait, which Sun Hang had restored based on the face of the weird scavenger he had seen... He even made use of his ability to make wishes come true.

"Oh... this guy." The old man smacked his lips. "This guy likes to brag. I don't like him very much... He left here for more than a week. I heard that he made a fortune somewhere else... What happened to him?"

"He's dead." said Sun Hang.

"Oh, dead." After hearing the news of the scavenger's death, the old man did not show any surprise, "He's dead, so what? We had a man freeze to death here a few days ago... One person's death is no big deal."

"But he was killed by a strange creature, so I need to come here to collect evidence." Sun Hang said, "I heard that when he left, he didn't take anything with him. He left everything here."

"Strange things?" The expression on the old man's face finally showed some changes. "Are you looking for his relics? That may be difficult... He hasn't been back for two days, and those things have long been divided up by others."

(End of this chapter)