North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 3 Feeding America
When Yang Liansheng returned to the convenience store, the salesperson looked at him in surprise.

"Brother, why are you back? Did something fall over here?"

"No, it's just water. Have the police finished their inquiries?" Yang Liansheng walked to the shelf, looked at the price tag, took a bucket of water back to the cashier, and asked after paying the bill: "Is there a map? Can you show me the surrounding area?" Way?" (Supplement: Convenience store mineral water is expensive, a bottle of 500ml costs about $1, but a box of 24 bottles only costs $5-6, and a gallon in a barrel is very cheap, cheap about $1)
"Today is terrible. Here is a map. Let's see for yourself. I can only admit that I am unlucky. God knows when I will catch this damned robber." The salesperson took out a folded old map from the counter and handed it to him. To Yang Liansheng.

"Thank you." Yang Liansheng unfolded the map and suddenly felt a chill down his back when he saw the place names on it, Arkansas, Pulaski County, Little Rock.

Look at the map of the United States at the back. Arkansas is in the south, to the east, and California is on the west coast of the United States, to the southwest. This is too far away. How did the original owner come here?

"Thank you, there is one more question I need to ask, is there a Chinese restaurant near here?"

"Let me think about it... there must be none nearby, I have no impression."

"Okay, thank you." Yang Liansheng put the map on the cash register, turned around and opened the door to leave the convenience store.

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When paying the bill just now, I glanced at the newspaper on the cash register. 09/07/1999, Tuesday, the newspaper on the cash register should be the latest. The date and location are confirmed, but for Yang Liansheng, it is really unexpected outside.

When I first woke up, I was thinking that since I am a native of San Francisco, California, theoretically, even if I am a homeless person, I would still be there. Arkansas, which I have never heard of, can only take a step to see.

Back in the tent, the homeless people seemed to have woken up, and there were a lot more people.

"Jimmy, come here quickly. It's time to go to the bank. There will be no food any later." A white man saw Yang Liansheng coming back and greeted him.

"I'm really not used to the name Jimmy. It seems that I will call myself Jimmy more often in the future, and get used to the English name. From now on, I will be Jimmy Young." Thinking of this, Yang Liansheng was also a little helpless. Those who were used to the Chinese name before were reborn as soon as possible. The name I gave myself is also a Chinese name, and now it seems that I still have no experience.

"OK, wait until I put the water in the tent." Pulling open the tent and putting down the water, Jimmy stood up and said to the white man who had just greeted him, "Let's go."

Several people gathered together and walked towards an open-air parking lot in the distance.Jimmy didn't speak all the way, and has been paying attention to their conversations. First, he needs to confirm the names of these people. This rebirth does not inherit the memory of the original owner. He is completely unfamiliar with the people around him.

The person who greeted him just now was Jerry. I don't know the last name. Among the others, I only heard someone called Hunter by others. These two names were the only ones I could confirm.

"Jerry, do you know where there is a part-time job nearby? Short-term work, for a few days." Jimmy asked Jerry. He only had about 20 dollars on him, and he really didn't feel safe without money.

"Huh? What happened, Jimmy? Why do you want to be a part-time job?" Jerry was surprised. Homeless people have no idea of ​​working. For them, there are food banks that can provide free food every day, and there are tents. You can live, or you can go to churches and relief centers to live temporarily, and there is no need to work part-time.

"You know, I'm from California, and I always have to go back. Prepare for the travel expenses." Jimmy said.

"I really don't know about that. I'll ask you later. Are you homesick? Jimmy." Jerry looked at Jimmy and nodded.Jimmy is still different from me. I am almost 50, and Jimmy is still young. Although he didn't say it, he is probably in his 20s.

"Thanks, Jerry." Jimmy patted Jerry on the back.

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When we arrived at the open-air parking lot, Jimmy found everyone's target. There were already many people queuing up. There was a large awning next to the fence, which said Feeding America.There are many boxes piled up under the awning, and some staff are packing the food.

"Hey, Mike, what's in the bag today?" Jerry seemed to be familiar with the staff here, and he was greeting an old man who looked like a supervisor.

Mike is Caucasian and should be over 60 years old. His head is Mediterranean, and the remaining half circle of hair is also gray.

"Hey, Jerry. It's still a hamburger today, but with a little tomato and cabbage. Do you want to cook your own food? If not, it's just a hamburger."

"Burgers are fine, none of us know how to cook for ourselves." Jerry turned and went back to the end of the line without directly cutting in.

Jimmy watched their communication, thought for a while, and asked Jerry, "Jerry, do you know Mike well?"

"Of course, we've known each other for years. He's been working at the food bank here."

"clear."

… After receiving a packaged paper bag, several people returned to their tents. Jimmy sat with Jerry directly with a hamburger. Each of them filled their stomachs with a hamburger, and packed the rest into the tent.

"Now, Jimmy, did you want to ask Mike about it?" After all, Jerry has rich social experience, so he can tell what Jimmy wants to ask at a glance.

"Yes, Mike, do they need someone there? What do you think of me going to the food bank?"

"Don't think about it, you will definitely be charged if you sign up now, but listen carefully, you will be a volunteer after you go, and you will have nothing but food and no salary." Jerry shook his head and strangled Jimmy's thoughts.

"Feeding America and the food bank only pay their regular employees salaries, and the others are volunteers recruited locally. Of all the staff you see today, only Mike is paid. Food banks are difficult to get into, this kind of Organizations have requirements for employees, and those of us who live in no fixed place can't pass their review. Also don't disturb their order, we all need them, unless you are willing to live in a church. You should not be a believer ?”

"No, I'm not." Jimmy dismissed the idea of ​​finding a job at a food bank. "Then what else do you think you can do? Work as a waiter in a restaurant?"

"It depends on the opportunity. Give me some time, and I will think of a way."

Jerry got up and walked back to his tent. Jimmy didn't know what to do next, so he got into the tent to rest.

(End of this chapter)