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Chapter 131

Chapter 131

Quinlyn didn’t get angry. She stood up when Harriet turned and walked away.

“Why are you following me?” Harriet glared at her halfway.

Quinlyn looked at the dark surroundings and said softly, “I’ll go with you.”

“I don’t need you to,” Harriet said angrily, quickening her pace. But she couldn’t shake off Quinlyn.

Harriet entered the toilet in a huff, finally getting a moment to breathe. Looking at the moonlight through the small window, tears slid down her face.

She was an orphan who just wanted a better life. She didn’t know why the world was so cruel to her. And she hated Quinlyn, who just had to appear.

At the same time, Quinlyn, dozing outside the door, heard a noise from another carriage. She saw a shadowy figure sneaking down the aisle, searching the bunks.

Soon, a flashlight beam came over.

“What are you doing? Which carriage are you from?” A conductor quickly approached, grabbing the figure’s shoulder and asking in a lowered voice to avoid disturbing other passengers.

As the figure turned, a sharp knife was thrust directly at the conductor. The conductor, in pain, tried to shout but was muffled.

The attacker pulled out the knife and was about to strike again when a force from behind knocked him away.

He crashed into the iron railing of a bunk with a loud noise, waking many passengers, who turned on the lights to see what was happening.

The person, holding his arm, turned and fled.

Quinlyn, instead of chasing, squatted to check the conductor’s wound. Relieved that it didn’t seem to have injured internal organs, she stood up and ran to the end of the carriage, ringing the alarm bell.

The shrill alarm rang out in the night, and staff soon came to handle the situation. Quinlyn, hiding in the crowd, watched for a while and then left.

open and empty. Harriet had intentionally run away in the three minutes

the tracks. Quinlyn hurried back down the aisle,

a bunk, she heard rustling and saw a woman stealing. Their eyes met in the darkness, then Quinlyn

carriages were overcrowded, likely areas under Chandler’s care. The passengers were not

in a new uniform, obviously didn’t know the rules and had almost been stabbed to death for wandering into this area by

knew her mission and didn’t intend to

was

Bill and the others were, Quinlyn spotted

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from the day, her small body trembling, her face streaked with tears visible

girl, come play with me, and you’ll get much tastier candies…” The man’s foul–smelling breath from his decayed teeth sprayed onto Harriet’s

terrified, her muffled mouth beginning to scream soundlessly.

and his two companions sat at the foot of the bunk, smoking and watching the man’s actions

a lesson would make

eyes in despair. ‘Somebody help!‘ she screamed

darkness, a thermos accurately exploded on the man’s head. The burst inner lining and scalding water

by a hand. Through her blurred tears, she recognized Quinlyn’s equally

you…” she began

the carriage window curtain and covered his head with it, the elastic at

on his spine. With his chest and throat injured, she soon suffocated him

then did Quinlyn release her grip

see the commotion. Seeing Quinlyn, a little girl, had defeated an adult, they all

one offered sympathy or

the mocking faces of the crowd, her sense of right and wrong shaken. When Quinlyn walked over, she opened

utter a word, Quinlyn raised her hand and

Then she turned and walked back to her seat in the corridor, curling