Wilderness Redemption Tour

Lin Yan hesitated for a long time before expressing what he wanted to say.

"What you mean is, how should I allocate my time during the time when I am not back to my family?" Arthur listened patiently and summarized Lin Yan's words.

"Yes!" Lin Yan nodded seriously. He was not a person who liked to pry into other people's privacy, but now they were in the game, and if he didn't ask, Arthur would not take the initiative to tell him these things. More dialogue, more exploration of the relevant plot, maybe new tasks can be triggered.

"I don't think it's any different from before." Arthur turned sideways and coughed a few times, then continued, "I can't meet Mary too often, lest someone with ulterior motives catch me and put her in danger. We agreed to meet about every two weeks, and during this period, we won't communicate much except writing letters to agree on the time and place of the meeting. Everything will be discussed after we meet. Therefore, before I return to my family, my focus will still be on gang affairs."

"What's the difference between you and a widow..." Lin Yan muttered in his heart, but he also knew the reason why Arthur had to do this: Dutch had done him a favor, and in the past ten years, this gang was his home. He was reluctant to leave this home, but he was also reluctant to let his two families have conflicts. For this reason, he could only temporarily sacrifice his small family for the sake of everyone, and help Dutch and other members of the Van der Linde Gang realize their dream of going to Tahiti, so that he could completely return to his small family.

He is simple-minded, knows how to be grateful, and saves others before saving himself. This may be the reason why Arthur is the protagonist...

Speaking of family, Arthur talked about something he had done recently that made him feel guilty. It was a debt collection mission entrusted to him by Leopold when the gang was in Horseshoe Watch: the debtor was a small farmer named Downs. He was on the verge of bankruptcy and seriously ill, so he borrowed a loan shark from Leopold. However, he did not use the money to alleviate his debt problem or to treat his illness, but invested it in his so-called "charity". Of course, Arthur learned this from Mrs. Downs after he failed to collect the debt by violence at the time - she sold the only farm in the family that was still worth money to pay off the debt.

Arthur learned from her that Mr. Downs died of illness the night he left. In addition to Mr. Downs' own reasons, this was also related to Arthur's violent debt collection.

After Mrs. Downs paid back the money, she left her hometown with her only remaining relatives - she and Mr. Downs' son, and came to Saint Denis to make a living. A few days ago, he accidentally met Mrs. Downs, who became a streetwalker to make a living at an old age.

At the end, Arthur sighed and said, "Do you think it was my way of collecting debts that caused their family to fall into this state, or did Mr. Downs suffer this fate? I don't know if he will go to heaven for using usury as charity, but I know that Leopold, who gave the other party hope even though he knew that the other party could not pay it back, and then completely destroyed it, and I, his accomplice, will go to hell. We are all a group of people who have lost our humanity because of money, but who in this world really has humanity?"

Arthur's words reveal the current social situation. Being an honest person with "humanity" will inevitably lead to being exploited, being exploited by rich people, being exploited by evil people, and being exploited by those who have no "humanity". To escape this fate, one has to abandon one's "humanity", be more evil and cruel than those people, and even risk one's life, so that one can live a relatively stable life.

Technology is developing and society is progressing, but the meaning of some things has never changed.

Lin Yan and Arthur sat on the bench and talked a lot, from family to society, and from society to people themselves. As the sky gradually darkened, with the appearance of a high-end carriage, the conversation between the two came to an end.

The people sitting in the carriage were the other two who were going to attend the mayor's dinner tonight. Dutch and Hosea also changed into formal clothes that looked expensive. This high-end carriage was rented by Dutch. The shabby cars of the Van der Linde Gang were really not up to the standard.

"Has any of you ever been to such a high-end banquet?" Arthur asked others on the way.

Lin Yan shook his head. Dutch also said that he had never been to a party held at the mayor's house. Only Hosea looked at the others as if they were bumpkins. "I used to be a frequent visitor to places like this. Even if I couldn't steal anything, I could still have a feast. But the premise is that I must not be discovered and kicked out by the security guards!"

"Hahaha..." Hosea's dry humor made the others burst into laughter. Dutch covered his stomach and gasped as he warned: "We can't steal anything today. We are here to make friends with these upper-class people. Since the guest of honor of this banquet is the biggest villain in this city, we will definitely gain something from this trip."

After arriving at the destination, Dutch, holding a cigar, elegantly took out the invitation to the party and handed it to the staff.

After checking the invitation, the guards asked them to hand over all their weapons and then they were led by a waiter named Luca to meet Angelo Bronte again.

Angelo Bronte, surrounded by a group of people, seemed like the owner of the place. Standing on the balcony on the second floor, he briefly introduced to Dutch several big names at the party, with plenty of teasing and joking, as if in his eyes, these people were just a group of clowns.

After introducing these bigwigs, Angelo Bronte pointed to one of the men below and said to Dutch seemingly casually: "See that man with the hat and glasses? That's Hector Fellowes, a self-righteous newspaper owner. Maybe one day you can kill him for me."

Dutch was disdainful of being his lackey, let alone after hearing him make fun of those big shots. This guy even dared to laugh at the mayor, warlords, and officers. His ambition was so big that if he worked under him, he would be in trouble sooner or later.

So Dutch rejected him without thinking, but he didn't dare to say it too bluntly. It was obviously not a wise move to turn against the other party now.

Seeing that Dutch didn't give him any face in front of so many people, Angelo Bronte's face instantly turned cold: "What? You don't want to help your friend?"

What could Dutch say? He wouldn't really agree to it in public. If he really agreed, and the newspaper owner died in a few days, even if he didn't do it, others would think it was him. He was looking forward to breaking into the upper class of Saint Denis, but he became a scapegoat before he could climb up. That wouldn't do!

"It's not impossible to help you kill someone, but there must be a legitimate reason." Dutch compromised, but he said it very bluntly. It's not me who wants to kill him, but you, Angelo Bronte, who wants to kill him. If the person dies, even if you say it was me, I was instructed by you, and you are the mastermind.