Chapter 836: Death and Hope in the Gutter (Part 1)

Yevgeny was very familiar with the ecosystem in the gutter. After covering his head and howling in pain for a while, Peter picked up the vodka on the ground and drank tons of it.

It's not appropriate to say that it's drinking, it's just drinking tons and tons, and it's more bold than an adult.

"Ton, ton, I'm going to kill him..." Peter's consciousness blurred after drinking so quickly, and the pain from the wound on his forehead was quickly suppressed.

"Peter, you're drunk."

"I don't."

I don't know where these wines come from. The taste and strength of the wine are so terrible. Get it through official channels.

After roaring for a while, Peter became irritable again, and then he fell heavily on the ground and fell asleep. A few sips of spirits were more effective than medicine, and everyone can continue to drink the rest of the wine.

"Peter is asleep, so it's quiet at last."

"We'll share the rest of the wine."

The pipe was instantly filled with the intoxicating smell of alcohol, a group of quail huddled together, and Valentin, who had just turned ten years old, also joined in the drinking.

I don’t know whose mobile phone played rock music. Under the charming voice of the lead singer and the percussion, the surrounding pipes are full of psychedelic feeling, like a group of demons dancing.

From six or seven years old to fifteen or sixteen years old, there are boys and girls. Even in such an embarrassing environment, many girls are still holding worn-out dolls or heart-shaped pillows in their hands, and they don't know where they came from. Dig out toy garbage.

Yevgeny didn't join the party of drunkards, but he couldn't control Little Valentin, and there was no need to. After all, not counting Little Valentin, there were several followers behind him one after another, The followers may still listen to him at first, but after a long time, they don't know where to fool around.

Whether he can survive in the ecological circle of the City of Thousand Tops depends not only on the help of others. If he is desperate, then the future will really have no light.

With the light of the flashlight, Yevgeny unfolded the curled up newspaper and carefully read the information on it, with an inexplicable light in his eyes.

The messy gutter party continued into the middle of the night, and the drunk waifs fell asleep on each other's pillows.

Folding the newspaper, it didn't take long for Yevgeny to fall asleep with the accordion in his arms.

"Peter! Peter!"

Yevgeny was woken up by a sharp cry, and he looked sleepily into the messy gutter.

Peter was picked up by two waifs. His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and blood was flowing from his neck. The blood had already dried up, leaving only dark brown marks.

"Peter died," said a waif, taking his breath. "He died when we were all drunk."

Facing Peter's death, everyone was too calm, only a few children who played better with Peter couldn't help crying.

But most of the children still look indifferent, they have seen this kind of thing a lot.

"But I didn't hear him calling for help last night."

"Drunk, directly fell asleep, died in a dream."

"Then this seems to be good. It's much better than dying of cold and sickness. There is no pain when dying."

"Yeah, I remember Nicholas. It was two years ago. He died of illness. Sometimes I can dream of him in pain."

Talking in a few words, these half-grown children did not panic, and under the leadership of the experienced children, they worked together to carry Peter out first.

Wrap Peter in loose clothes and bury him in a different way.

"Evgeny..." Little Valentin had already sobered up. He looked at Peter's body in fear. He had just become a vagrant not long ago, and he hadn't been exposed to the bad situation of death of people around him. "Peter is dead, what should I do?" manage?"

"We don't need to worry about contacting his family members later."

"Peter, Peter has a family? Then why does he still wander around?" Little Valentin's eyes widened, unable to digest Yevgeny's words for a while.

He is a child who sneaked out of an orphanage. In Valentin's view, only a child like him who has no father and no mother will become a street child. Those who have parents, which one does not live in a warm home? A childhood that wasn't happy but normal.

Peter has parents, which is completely different from his concept.

"No one says that you can't wander if you have parents." Yevgeny didn't know how to explain this problem. He heard Peter talking about his parents. His father was an alcoholic, and his mother was also a woman. The judgment was given to the mother. Even after two or three years of wandering, the family did not try to call the child back.

But this time, even people died, so they should come forward, otherwise the little vagrants would not have the money to hold a funeral, and they would not be able to make up the cost of going to the crematorium.

"Peter was beaten to death by Igor, will he be punished?" Valentin still had some notions of good and evil.

He is a child who escaped from the orphanage, and Lucia's orphanage is not a clean place, because there are many orphans in Lucia, so many international "caring people" set their sights on Lucia orphans.

"Caring people" use money to open up orphanages, take away the high-quality orphans, and then wrap them in the coat of love. Only a very small number of orphans will be adopted by normal families.

A black, dirty and bloody industrial chain has existed in Eastern and Southeastern Europe for 30 years. Lucia's prime minister simply banned foreigners from adopting Lucia's orphans a few years ago.

But this is only closed from the official channel, there are still various private transactions among the people, and people will do anything for money.

Yevgeny shook his head, no child would choose to go to the police station to file a complaint, not to mention that the police were unwilling to respond, would they be able to convict Igor even if they agreed, and there would never be such a kind policeman.

"Why, this is a dead person."

Valentin shook his head, unable to accept what happened in front of him no matter what.

He doesn't know how powerful and extraordinary the world is. Every time he makes a move, hundreds of thousands of people are easily killed. The Peter who died in front of him is the whole picture of the world that Valentin can perceive. The already miserable world has become in front of him Even more terrifying.

"Evgeny, where are you going? Are you going to the station?" Valentin saw at a glance that Yevgeny didn't have his beloved accordion on him. The old accordion was Yevgeny's money-making artifact.

Relying on his talent, Yevgeny can beg much more money than other children.

"I won't go to the station today, you can go by yourself."

"Then where are you going? Can I follow?"

"No." Yevgeny stepped out, looking in the direction of the central administrative region with burning eyes.