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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.

the toilet door, she found it open and empty. Harriet had intentionally run away

rolled over the tracks. Quinlyn hurried

heard rustling and saw a woman stealing. Their eyes met in the darkness, then Quinlyn quickly looked away and

carriages were overcrowded, likely areas under Chandler’s care. The passengers

new uniform, obviously didn’t know the rules and had almost been stabbed to death for wandering

her mission and didn’t intend to get involved in

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carriage wall by the tall, thin man from the day, her small body trembling, her face streaked

no one’s around. Little 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 face as

hands groping, she looked terrified, her muffled mouth beginning to scream soundlessly. She didn’t want any more candy

watching the man’s actions with indifference, as

lesson would make

skirt tore, Harriet closed her eyes in despair.

the man’s head. The burst inner lining and

her blurred tears, she recognized Quinlyn’s

she began to sob.

seeing the man try to get up, yanked off the carriage window curtain and covered his head with it, the elastic at the bottom tightening

coughed and flailed backward, but Quinlyn knelt on his

her

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

whistled. But no one offered sympathy

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

a word, Quinlyn raised her hand and slapped

and walked back to her seat in the