Old Port District.
Under the cloak of night, Edelman Shipyard resembled a dormant steel behemoth. Though it had long since fallen into ruin and decay, it still gave off a sense of danger.
The shipyard had a history of more than two hundred years. It had witnessed the entire arc of the Old Port District's glory and decline, before being completely abandoned decades ago and becoming a den for gang forces.
The Razor Gang, renowned throughout the Old Port District, had risen right here in this abandoned shipyard!
Because of its fearsome reputation, the carriage driver dared not get any closer. Ronan had no choice but to get off nearly a kilometer from the shipyard and walk to the entrance.
The walls and main gate of Edelman Shipyard were largely intact. There was even a guard booth by the entrance, where two burly men could be seen drinking and playing cards.
The moment Ronan appeared at the shipyard gate, a large dog chained beside the guard booth immediately began barking wildly at him.
"What do you want?"
One of the burly men came out of the booth with a bottle in hand and barked at Ronan, "Kid, this isn't a place you should be. Get lost, now, or don't blame me for getting rough!"
He was broad and powerfully built, his neck and jaw completely covered in dark bluish tattoos. His fierce, sinister appearance was intimidating.
Ronan pulled open his trench coat, revealing the Police Badge on his chest, and said calmly, "I'm Ronan Raymond, Deputy Chief of the Fourth Precinct. I have something to discuss with your boss, Mephis Mendert."
"He's here, isn't he?"
According to the intelligence Rose Sinclair had provided, Mephis Mendert usually only came to Edelman Shipyard at night, either to revel with his men or