An hour and a half later, Xia Ren finally arrived at the wealthy area without any danger.

The streets here are clean and clean, and police are patrolling from time to time on the road. If you see a homeless man or a person dressed in a down-and-out manner, you will come forward to interrogate. If you can't tell about your work and residence, you will most likely be expelled from this area.

Fortunately, Xia Ren had already prepared. When he first entered the wealthy area, he had already taken off the cloak outside and threw it into the trash can, revealing that the inside had already prepared neat clothes.

This is a dress specially customized when Anna's husband pursued her. It was very valuable. No poor man would wear this kind of clothing every day to go out.

There was no extra expression on his face, he walked with his head held high and his chest held high. He occasionally met the patrol police's eyes and did not dodge at all.

People living in poor areas can tell at a glance that they are in a tense environment for a long time, and the difference between temperament and rich people who live in luxury is huge.

Xia Ren obviously no longer had the police's suspicion list, so he almost traveled smoothly along the way.

But how to find Pickerman has become a problem that he needs to solve urgently.

There is not much information about Pickerman in Anna's memory, she only knows that he is a painter and seems to be a member of an art club. In addition, Pickerman also owns a property in the wealthy area, but she does not know the location of the property.

Standing there and thinking for a while, Xia Ren turned his head and found that a female policeman was looking at him from afar, as if he was curious about his sudden stop.

Xia Ren walked directly towards the police and asked, "Do you know where the Art Club is?"

“Art Club?”

The policewoman seemed a little surprised by the directions, but he still recalled it carefully and said, "It seems that there is a club on Newberry Street. I don't know if it's what you are looking for."

"Thanks."

Xia Ren nodded and thanked him, then turned and left.

After walking out of the corner of the street and confirming that the policewoman could not see her, Xia Ren stopped another passerby and asked about the location of Newberry Street.

After walking for another half an hour, it was already noon. The fragrance of food came out from the restaurant on the street, and Xia Ren was also a little hungry.

There was no time to delay, so he had already arrived at Newberry Street, but there were so many houses on the street, so many clubs were relatively low-key, and they did not directly mark their names. After asking a few passers-by again, he finally found the destination.

This is a building in an exhibition hall on the roadside, with a carpet in front of the revolving door.

Xia Ren looked outside and walked straight in.

There is a hall inside, a little empty, with many paintings hanging on the walls of the hall. Judging from the style, it should not have been painted by one person.

At the end of the hall are two rows of circling stairs leading to the second floor.

The gorgeous chandeliers released a faint light, and the surrounding air was filled with a little coolness.

"Is anyone?"

Xia Ren shouted at the second floor.

On the corner of the first floor, the white cloth covered by a chair in front of an easel suddenly shook, and then the man in his thirties with a mustache pulled the white cloth and stood up from the chair.

He seemed to have not woken up yet, wiped his face, then looked at Xia Ren's position and walked over.

The man was yawning, but after seeing Xia Ren's face clearly, he quickly wiped his saliva and tidied up his appearance. After a moment, he changed into a gentle and kind look and said, "Hello, my name is Elliot, this beautiful lady, is there anything you have to do?"

Oh, what a beautiful woman, is this the happiness given to me by God?

Looking at the other person's flawless face at close range, Elliot's heart pounded, feeling that he had finally met his destined partner.

He is a romantic man who firmly believes that this is love at first sight.

Xia Ren didn't know that the other party had already thought about him, so he looked around and asked, "Is Pickerman here?"

When Elliot looked a little disappointed when he heard the name, he said, "Pickman hasn't been here for a few days."

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Miss, what is your relationship with Pickerman?"

Xia Ren said without hesitation: "I am his sister-in-law."

"ah?"

Elliott was struck by lightning.

In my impression, he knew that Pickerman had an older brother who lived in a poor area and that his brother was already married, but he never expected that the beautiful lady with extraordinary temperament in front of him was his sister-in-law.

Such women should not appear in the poor area.

Did my relationship end like this before it began?

Xia Ren said, regardless of whether Elliot was stunned or not, "My husband died last night, so he wanted to inform Pickerman, do you know where he is?"

"ah?"

Elliot was stunned again, but this time he quickly reacted and said, "I didn't expect such a sad thing to happen. Don't worry, Pickerman and I have a good relationship, so I'll take you to find him."

Elliot volunteered and led Xia Ren out of the club's gate, took a taxi through several streets, and came to a residential building.

On the way, perhaps because she felt that Xia Ren's husband was dead and she still had a chance, Elliot started to think about it again and cared for Xia Ren very much.

However, he was not bad-minded. The chaos in the poor area was not a matter of a while. It began a long time ago. If a woman living there died, she would almost remarry quickly. Otherwise, she would lose her man as a support and end up in a very miserable way.

Elliot thought that instead of letting Xia Ren marry other men in the poor area and let Mingzhu hide in vain, she would rather marry herself so that she could move into the rich area.

Almost no girl from that poor area could resist this temptation, so Eliot was very confident.

But the woman in front of her seemed to be different from a normal woman, and she had no response to her kindness along the way.

Elliot is not in a hurry. She just died of her husband and she always needs a buffer period.

As for whether the other party has been married, Elliot doesn't care at all. There is no absolute perfection in the world. He has been waiting for more than 30 years. Now he has finally met a woman who can make him fall in love. This is simply a destined love.

He opened the car door for Xia Ren very gentlemanly and asked, "I don't know your name yet."

"Anna." Xia Ren said.

Elliot smiled and praised sincerely: "What a good name."

Of course, Xia Ren also understood that he had ideas about himself. If he was not in Gu Meng, from Anna's perspective, developing a relationship with Elliot is of course the best option, but there is no if.

The two went upstairs, and Elliot came to a door on the fifth floor with a familiarity and knocked on the door.

"Pickman! At home? Pickerman!"

He shouted several times in a row, but no response was made.

"Pickman!"

Elliot shouted loudly.

"Let me do it."

Xia Ren couldn't afford to delay the time. The more he dragged it back, the greater the chance of Teresa being in danger at home. He didn't want to wait until he rushed back and saw the empty house.

He took out his revolver, held the barrel tightly, and smashed it hard at the door lock with the gun handle.

Accompanied by the sound of metal impact, the door lock opened accordingly.
Chapter completed!