Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 227

2021-07-30

Chapter 227 Warehouse Dispatcher

If this trip goes well and there is no follow-up, Shade plans to use the day For the rest of the time, spend the rest of the time around the local area, and then temporarily abandon the exploration in Coldwater Harbor City, and concentrate on returning to Tobeysk to find a way to increase strength in a short time.

Although Miss Denister's divination believes that Shade needs to travel, the divination is not necessarily correct, and he does not need to waste too much time in a strange city.

As for the ability to handle the entrustment in the distant seaport city, that is because the friend who entrusted the will of Mrs. Le Maire, a distant relative of Mrs. Le Maire who passed away, lives in the local area.

It was no coincidence, of course, that the dead Mr. Le Maire was a sailor who commuted between the new and old continents, and Coldwater Harbor must have been his most frequent stop. His friend should have a close relationship with the crew's identity, plus the relationship is good enough to help keep the will, so the other party is actually normal in Coldwater Harbor.

Shade doesn't forget to put on a hat when he goes out to prevent anyone from recognizing him. Of course, no one in this city has ever seen Shade himself, and even if someone recognized him from a newspaper photo, as long as he didn't admit that he had been to Coldwater Harbor, it wouldn't cause any trouble.

As for the destination of this trip, although Shade does not have the ability to remember, he has the habit of carrying a notebook with him, and the notebook contains the information that the client said when he came to the door that day.

Mr. Le Maire's friend also lives in the quayside and appears to be a minor civil servant in the local government. When I asked for the address when I left the hotel, I learned that it was only half an hour away on foot.

Shade didn't know the gentleman's name, but Mrs. Le Maire knew he lived at 5 Mermaid Lane, Docklands, Coldwater Harbor. Judging from the way of naming, there should be a better alley nearby.

Even within the same country, different cities have different architectural styles. There is a big difference in architectural style between the fog in the inland and the seaport on the west coast. Holding an umbrella and striding into a strange city, Shade stopped and walked for half an hour, and it took nearly an hour to finish.

He saw the children laughing and running in the rain, the laborers who were still carrying things at the wharf in the rainy weather, the old nobles who were running on the road in the carriage, and the rain curling up in the store. A beggar under the eaves for shelter from the rain.

The city is thriving, the city is rotten and dirty. It is thousands of miles away from Tobesque, but the evaluation in Shade's heart is surprisingly consistent:
"Cities that play two roles in the era of change will eventually prosper or Decayed.”

Drainage on the main road in the quayside is not bad for the convenience of shipping, but once it gets into the alley, the mud and what Shade doesn’t want to guess will almost cover the upper of the boots. .

Mermaid Alley is on the side of the road, and the fifth door into the alley is the destination. This is a second layer building with peeling walls and moss growing along the edges of the walls facing the street. The window next to the door has no curtains, and you can see a wilted flower on the window sill, which seems to have been dead for a long time.

Out of courtesy, Shade didn't peep at other people's houses from the window, but walked up the stairs under the rain canopy with an umbrella, knocked on the door lightly and waited patiently:

"Also I don't know how Mia is doing with Miss Luisa."

It is raining in Tobesque and Coldwater Harbor today, but relatively speaking, the rain in this seaport city is heavier. The wind blowing through the city brings the unique smell of the ocean into the nasal cavity. People who live here all year round will probably be very accustomed to this smell.

After all, there is no perennial foggy weather like Tobesque.

Soon someone came to open the door, and when the door was opened, a tall and thin middle age person with a beard was seen:
"Sorry, may Mr. Jonathan Le Maire be here? Is it?"

Shade used his surprise to express his emotions well, thinking that Mr. Le Maire's friend was also a rude seaman.

"Le Maire?"

The person who opened the door frowned, looked up and down the youngster holding the umbrella, and replied with some accent:
"That's My friend, sir, what do you have to do with him?"

"We have some financial disputes, and I will come to him to settle the bill."

"He owes you money?"

The middle age person became alert and looked up and down the strange youngster.

"No, I owe him money."

Shade said, holding out the Rhodes card in his pocket without raising his umbrella:
"We are Met on the boat when I took their boat from Coldwater to the new continent. There was nothing on the boat and everyone got together to play cards. I lost a sum of money to Jonathan Lemaire but couldn't get it at the time, he gave me this address , said it was good to send the money here two months ago, and I just returned to Coldwater Harbor from a new continent."

Shade doesn't know if the crew member likes to play cards, but since he goes to sea all year round The crew of the ship will definitely not be able to escape smoking, drinking, and Rhodes cards. There's not much fun in this age, and that's all it takes to have some fun at sea.

"I'm an honest person, and I don't owe much."

Shade also explained why he was so "honest".

"How much do you owe him?"

But the middle age person who opened the door was still vigilant.

"12 shillings and 7 pence."

The money is not much or not, if it is too little, it is not worth taking time to pay it back, and if it is too much, it will cause suspicion.

The middle age person just relaxed a little bit. Seeing that it was still raining outside, he let Shade enter the door and speak:
"Thank you for coming to pay the money, but... come in first."

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The middle age person's name is Jason Delar, the dispatcher in charge of warehouse dispatching in the local dock area. Although it sounds like a very unremarkable position, it is still a civil service establishment in Lengshuigang City. Even if Shade has never been in contact with a similar profession, he can understand that this is a fat job.

Mr. Delar hosted Shade in the living room and informed him of the sad news of Mr. Le Maire's passing.

Shade, who was well prepared, showed a "surprised" attitude with great acting skills. First, he lamented the impermanence of the world. When we met a few months ago, the crew member was still in good health. After hearing that it was a shipwreck, he pretended to pray for the souls of the dead innocents at the right time - praying to [Mr. Dawn].

In order to make the conversation seem natural, Shade also inquired about Mr. Delar's relationship with the dead Mr. Le Maire.

His client, Mrs. Le Maire, didn't know much information from the lawyer, except that the gentleman who kept the will in Coldwater Harbor was a good friend of the crew member who unfortunately died in the shipwreck. When Mr. Delar introduced himself, he just said that he and Mr. Le Maire were friends who played Rhodes in the tavern, and gradually became familiar with each other and had a good friendship for several decades.

This kind of rhetoric is very similar to Shade's rhetoric, and it seems a bit strange. But in any case, by now, Shade is basically sure that Mrs. Le Maire's acceptance of the inheritance is indeed true and not a scam.

After all, even if it were a hoax, the crooks wouldn't be bored enough to prepare such realistic traps in far-flung cities.

PS: Ask for tickets at the end of the month, any ticket will do.