Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 30

2021-07-06

Chapter 30 Lucky Southern Cross
This is the third time Mr. The content is also to forcibly remove Franklin Jr., who is addicted to Lord's cards, from the club that operates illegally at night.

Mr. Franklin has had enough. He plans to sell his property and quit his job in the near future. He and his wife have worked hard for three decades in the northern capital city, leaving rich and prosperous Tobesque with his family Move to the west of the kingdom, the city of Artek, known as the "city of art". Mr. Franklin's big brother has lived in the city for many years and can introduce the family to new jobs.

Of course, it's more important to keep little Franklin away from those bad friends, away from Rhodes and the gaming tables.

"I'll just lock him in the house when I bring him back this time. Take him directly on the steam train until next month when we're done with the move. So, Detective Hamilton, you Can I take my son out of that club?"

The client confirmed.

The matter only required Shade to immediately set off into the club and then convince little Mr. Franklin to leave with him, so the accountant's bid was 13 shillings 3 pence, or more than half a pound. That's about a week's salary for an accountant who earns around £70 a year.

This commission fee includes club tickets and additional allowances for night travel. Although compared to the entrustment of Mia, this business is not even worth the "half cat", but Shade thought about it and was willing to accept this entrustment.

He had only read about the Franklin family in the former detective's commission record not long ago, which recorded the process of the detective persuading little Franklin to leave with him.

"It's a very simple task, there will be no mistakes."

The orange cat stayed at home, worried that Xiaomia was afraid, Shade still reluctantly went out without turning off the gas light. Mr. Franklin went home to wait for news, while Shade chose to take the carriage to his destination because of the long distance.

Tobesque's rental carriage rates vary according to the location and destination of the passenger's boarding. Pick-up within the city centre centered on Yodell Palace, within 4 miles, 1 shilling for destinations under 2 miles, and 5p per mile thereafter. The per-mile fee will be cheaper if you take a long trip out of downtown.

And Shade's destination this time is the lower city in the usual sense, that is, the north city. Including the extra tip he had to pay the driver for driving at night, he paid a total of 3 shillings when he got off the bus in a dim alley.

Fortunately, the Franklin Family is also in the North City. After finding little Franklin, there is no need to take the carriage.

At the same time, the expensive rental carriage usage price also made Shade aware of the wealth gap in this complex and prosperous steam age. And, as a bottom-level person, how many challenges do you have to face.

The night of the city is quiet, but Shade, who has become a ring warlock, feels a terrifying feeling like staring into the abyss from the long silent night. Tobesque, the largest city in the north, hides the secrets and unknowns, the shadows of the alleys and the mystery in the corner of the apartment, but fortunately, at least Shade did not encounter these tonight.

"This world .is more dangerous than I thought."

The main entrance of the club called "Lucky Southern Cross" is on Mount Glass Avenue. But if you want to enter the club's casino, you have to enter through the back door in the alley.

According to the records left by the former detective, Shade entered the alley and made a half circle in the dark before he saw the silver-gray rusty iron door. During this period, a wild cat suddenly jumped out of the wall, which startled the detective and made him annoyed at his "timidity".

After carefully knocking on the iron door three times in a row, after waiting for half a minute, a tall man with a beard, wearing a black coat and leather boots vigilantly opened the door from the inside.

"This is not where the youngster came from."

Glancing at the young detective, he stretched out his hand and pushed him, but unexpectedly there was no push. Even with just one ring of warlock, physical fitness has been greatly enhanced.

"Are the rules here so savage?"

Shade showed a Rhodes card in suit silver moon 13, which he picked up on the roof of the pet boarding center in the morning One of the pair's pair, and then said:

"I've come to Mr. Rhodes for something on the table."

Then gave three more one Penny coins, as an entry fee.

"I thought you were... the first time?"

The beard man glanced at the cards and confirmed that the code was correct.

"I have an acquaintance."

Shade replied in a low voice, the beard man looked at him again, and then let out the door and let Shade enter, which was illuminated by dim yellow gas lamps club back door corridor.

The detective immediately erected the collar of his trench coat to cover half of his face, and looked around the alley vigilantly before entering.

"It's an illegal casino, but it doesn't have to be."

The beard man whispered behind Shade.

The hallway is rather dim, and the air is filled with a disgusting smell of sweat, alcohol and tobacco. No more than ten steps inward, door after door appeared on the left and right of the corridor. All the doors were hidden, allowing the dazzling light in the room to shine into the corridor, and chaotic shouts and users could be heard inside. The sound of hands clapping against the desktop.

Shade didn't enter any door, he walked forward cautiously, and quietly used [Blood Echo] to check all around, and found no obvious bloodstains, which means that at least there is nothing more serious here illegal activities.

"Although it's not a combat spell, it's inexplicably useful."

The corridor leads to the brighter east hall of the club, where dozens of sheets are spread out. Four-legged wooden tables with tablecloths are placed in the hall. Well-dressed gentlemen, drunkards who have just left the tavern, workers who leave work at night, all kinds of people crowd around the table, waving their hands around the still dim table. in the banknotes, excitedly looking at the table game.

The Lucky Southern Cross Club is divided into three floors, and only guests of sufficient status can go to the casino upstairs. And little Franklin apparently can only hang out on the first floor. The last time Detective Sparrow Hamilton found the youngster lying drunk in the corner in the east hall.

Because there are too many people, Shade just listened to Mr. Franklin's introduction to the little Franklin's dress and appearance, so he didn't find the youngster for the first time.

He was holding a 1 shilling bill in his hand, and he quickly slipped into the crowded hall. He kept stopping at different tables, watching to see if there was anyone he was looking for, but he would never throw the bills at the gaming table. The cost of the carriage had already made him distressed, and Mr. Franklin would not reimburse the detective for his money. No need to spend.

In half an hour, I looked through the entire east hall, but I couldn't find my mission target. Instead, while pretending to study betting at the table, I heard gamblers chatting about interesting things that happened here an hour ago.

Wearing a gray hat, a sailor's blouse, and a youngster with freckled small eyes, because he owed too much money at the gaming table, he was taken to the second floor and forced to "pay the debt".

Shade doesn't know what "payment of debt" means, but it's not a good thing to think about. He knew that little Franklin had been spotted, and that the youngster was in pretty bad shape.

To enter the second floor of the club, you need to show at least 10 pounds in cash, and you need to be introduced by an acquaintance. Shade has no money and no acquaintances, but he has to go to the second floor, and now is not the time to give up, after all, it is his first official commission.

After waiting for a while, a group of dozens of drunkards stumbled out of the room on the side of the corridor and walked towards the second floor together.

"Good chance!"

Shade dodged to the side with a few people close to the stairs, but when the drunks passed by, he immediately supported one of them who was slightly behind , endured the smell of alcohol on his body, helped him to mix in the crowd, and the detective finally came to the second floor.

"Sure enough, there is no easy time to make money."

Compared with the noisy environment on the first floor, the second floor is obviously much quieter, and the decoration is more elegant, even at night, it is still here It's a liquor club not a casino.

PS: Speaking of which, there are now five people in the ring warlock group, and three occupations have appeared, namely detective (Shade), psychiatrist (Bill Schneider), writer and part-time reporter (Dorothy Schneider). Louisa). You can guess the occupation of the remaining two people, and remind them that they are all occupations that are easier to get into trouble, so that the next story will be interesting (laughs).