Whispering Poems Chapter 6

2021-07-05

Chapter 6 Correspondence Education
Leaving the house and going to the street is the real entry into this world . Compared with the hustle and bustle of the city, entering Shade is as unremarkable as water droplets entering the sea.

He doesn't speak much, just walks toward his destination, "The Lark Club." Listen along the way, learn about this world, learn about this city, and learn about everything around you.

Simply put, this world is a bit like the steam revolution of the 19th century in the past world, but compared to the past world, the steam industry here is more prosperous, and it is likely to follow the road of steam. There is absolutely no turning point all the way forward.

While noxious black mist spews from factory chimneys, all kinds of bizarre inventions are being created, and the economy is taking off with the development of productivity.

As Shade guessed, the city where he is now is Tobeysk, the capital of the northern kingdom of Delarion, the pearl of the northern continent, the meeting point of human civilization, and the birthplace of the times. out of the essence.

A big city should naturally have the appearance of a big city. Although it is limited by the shackles of the times, leaving the street and entering the alley will inevitably encounter excrement and garbage heaps, but the appearance of a big city is still the same. Shade's eyes met during the short one-hour journey.

Fortunately, the "Lark Club" is not far from the city center. If it is across the entire city, Shade may not be able to walk until midnight. The key point is that Shade has no money to sit on the carriage.

Along the way, he also gained more information about this world from the perspective of a bystander. The most important point is to know the monetary system. At least in the current country, the common coins are divided into gold pounds, shillings and pennies, of which 1 pound = 20 shillings, and 1 shilling = 12 pence.

Of course, this title is very similar to the British currency, not exactly similar, but Shade translated three different currency titles from foreign languages into familiar titles. After all, the conversion method of numerical values is really approximate.

The unfortunate fact is that the note Shade found with the number "10" was worth 10p. With the current purchasing power, this is not even enough for him to take the carriage from his own door to the door of the club.

But if you live frugally and use 10p until the bakery that is about to close in the evening, compete with slum children and housewives for the cheapest bread crumbs, you can at least guarantee that he will not starve to death for three days.

"At least now is a time of peace. As one of the largest kingdoms of human beings, the Delarion kingdom of our own country has local frictions with the United Kingdom of Kasenrik in the south of another powerful kingdom, but relatively speaking, it is peaceful.

The era of development and development is the era of progress. Luck is not bad."

Shade will comfort himself very much.

This world is temporarily peaceful, and the kingdom of Delarion in the north of the old continent and the United Kingdom of Kasenric occupying the south have almost divided the world. Total War ended several decades ago, and while it's still surging, it's at least superficially peaceful.

The club culture seems to be a special culture of this era. Shade learned from the investigation report that Mrs. Lasoa, the mistress of the investigation, visited the "Lark Club" every weekend and would Stay here for at least three hours.

Detective Hamilton's report speculates that this is where Mrs. LaSorea and Mr. Lawrence rendezvous, because every time Mrs. LaSoaia appears in the club, Mr. Lawrence must also enter.

This is a private club with members, Shade does not have permission to enter, so after walking at the intersection and turning into Valente Pedestrian Street, according to the records in the investigation report, he stopped at the entrance of the newspaper opposite the club to observe .

It was the newspaper office to which the "Tobesque Evening News" belonged, and it was said that there was also a shareholding in the royal family. Saturday is the busiest time for newspapers, as it is the usual time for King's speeches and parliamentary reports.

A group of people will gather at the door of the newspaper office at this time, waiting for new news to be delivered. Of course, full-time reporters have already set off, and those who stay at the door of the newspaper office are all people waiting for try one's luck.

Shade's plan was to be in the mix, and although it was noon now, La Soya, the mistress, usually wouldn't show up at the club in the morning. So with good luck, he will soon be able to find the target appears.

The report is complete as long as the lady's appearance and departure time are recorded.

To do this so easily makes Shade feel unreal. But after all, Hamilton has done almost everything, so this is actually one of the "legacy" left by the dead gentleman.

Shade had a pocket watch from one of Mr. Hamilton's estates in his hand, so when he stood by the mailbox in front of the newspaper office, looking around for a long time as if he was and the others, he finally saw the target appear, It was instantly and repeatedly compared with the black-and-white photos that were included in the report. 1.213 points were confirmed and recorded, which is the time when the mistress La Soya appeared.

The lady was stylishly dressed, and the lace trim on the skirt and the jeweled hair accessories in her hair were pricey. She took the carriage directly to the door of the club, holding a cloth umbrella even when the weather was overcast.

She looks about thirty years old. She is average in height but plump. Although the powder on her face is a little thick, she can see that she is also a beauty.

Because of fear of being discovered, Shade also knew that he had no tracking experience, so after confirming that it was the target, he immediately looked away.

[Observe her ring. ]

"What?"

The woman's murmured voice reappeared in her mind. Although Shade didn't know what she was, she still turned her attention to Mrs. La Soya.

At this time, the doorman of the club was already saying hello. When the woman turned around, Shade clearly saw the ring. Strangely, the ring was set with neither gems nor diamonds, but rather like a small pebble.

Of course, since he was observing across the street, pedestrians on the street would occasionally block his sight, so he wasn't sure whether he had missed his sight. Mrs. La Soya also quickly entered the club, and did not give Shade many opportunities to observe.

"What do you mean? Why should I pay attention to that ring?"

He asked the voice in his head again, but the murmur didn't come out of his own accord. It annoyed Shade a bit, but he knew to control his emotions, he wasn't the type to get irritated easily.

"Sir, what time is it now?"

I was thinking about something when I suddenly heard someone talking beside me. Shade was startled, thinking that he was standing by the mailbox, looking at the door of the club on the other side of the street, it was too conspicuous, but when he heard the voice, he knew that someone was asking for the time.

"Sorry, I forgot to bring my pocket watch."

The person who explained his rash questioning behavior was a middle-aged gentleman in his forties who looked quite refined and easy-going. He wore a black silk hat, a formal suit and a white shirt that looked like he was going to a party. The face is a bit wide, with a neat moustache on the chin, and blue eyes are very attractive.

The middle age person smiled at Shade, Shade hesitated, and took out the pocket watch he had just put in the right pocket of his jacket.

"One thirty."

He said, and he was a little curious about the reason why the middle age person appeared here. This costume didn't look like a reporter waiting for news at all. , Shade looks like this outfit with a notebook.

As if hearing Shade's voice, the middle-aged gentleman said with a smile:

"Thank you for your time, I have an appointment with the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, I didn't bring a pocket watch, I thought I would I'm late, it seems just right now."

Said and handed out his business card, Shade politely took it and handed out his business card. In fact, it was the business card of the deceased Mr. Hamilton, with the address and business scope of the detective agency, and the name only said "Hamilton detective" without the prefix.

Since Shade chose "Hamilton" as his last name, of course he could use these business cards as well. He is happy that there is no household registration system at all, and he doesn't even need to forge identity documents.

The middle age person, Bill Schneider, runs a private psychological clinic. Unlike Shade's unsettled career, Schneider's psychological clinic is quite formal, and the income of the psychological clinic is obviously more than that of Shade, who relies on the inheritance to conduct the first investigation. The proof is that Shade's business card is a little more shabby than the doctor's business card, and the other party's business card is much better in terms of paper and printing.

"You can come to me here if you have something to do."

Mr. Schneider said quite kindly, pointing to the clinic address on his business card, which is the address of the eastern district of Tobesque:

"I have a wide range of treatments."

He looked towards Shade, and Shade has one's hair stand on end in an unfathomable mystery to be seen through by those blue eyes illusion.

"Including schizophrenia."

The psychiatrist said kindly, he was good at communicating with strangers.

"What?"

Shade's heart skipped a beat, but before asking, Mr. Bill Schneider quickly changed the subject:
"speaking of which, Mr. Detective , have you considered getting adult education? Correspondence."

"Correspondence adult education?"

The topic changed so quickly that Shade didn't keep up with the train of thought:

"I have no plans to study psychology for the time being."

He regarded the other party as an enthusiastic graduate of a certain psychology college.

And was rejected by Shade, and the doctor didn't bother:

"Well, goodbye."

The doctor nodded the detective and took the detective's business card. After entering his pocket, he turned around and walked towards the courtyard of the newspaper office.

"Correspondence.speaking of which, what does that Dr. Schneider mean by specifically mentioning schizophrenia?"

Shade stood there and thought silently, and then realized that he heard the voice in his head , seems a lot like the so-called "schizophrenia".

"You don't have to laugh in my head, I admit that your laughter is beautiful and charming. You must not be the product of my schizophrenia."

Shade to the voice in my head said.

Although it is certain that my situation is in contact with mysterious, it is definitely not schizophrenia. But what he wasn't sure about was what the psychiatrist he met by chance saw.

"I just went out, and I actually met such a person who may involve extraordinary power. Too bad luck? Or is the density of this world transcender greater than I thought? Or, this psychiatrist Just a casual mention, I'm thinking too much?"

Shade thought to himself, carefully putting away Dr. Schneider's business card. In any case, delegation is the most important at the moment. Now that you know the address of the psychiatrist, you can go whenever you want.

At least from the brief exchange just now, Dr. Schneider doesn't seem to be hostile. But the short-term communication does not show the real idea, Shade still wants to know a little about this world, and then go to communicate with people in depth.

PS: New book for collection. The author has a 500W old book in the outer station, and his character is guaranteed, and Court Eunuch will not be unfinished.



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