Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 183

2021-07-13

Chapter 183 The Missing Child

The lawyer probably sees Shade as young and doesn't want him involved in gambling During the incident, Shade smiled and made a confident look:

"Look at my old set of cards, do I look like a newbie to Rhodes? The highest game is to lose. For less than two shillings, I don't think my luck is so bad that I always lose. Sir, we have to find something to do on this boring morning."

Speaking in Besque's accent, the lawyer shrugged his shoulders and signaled it was time to start:

"I do appreciate confident people."

The crowd around was also excited, although no one Haven't seen this youngster, but as long as the game goes on and they have something to do, Shade doesn't even care if he's MI6.

Shade still adheres to the idea of not gambling, and now sitting at the table, he wants to obtain information by winning money. So, it's not a gamble.

This kind of tavern gambling is not very formal, and both sides keep drawing cards and wait until the cards are suspended to count the points. Lawyers may not be low-skilled and have rich experience, but in the face of Shade who brings luck with [Founding Silver Moon], they still lose more and win less.

Shade was ready to lose and win when he sat down. But after easily winning four of the first five games, he knew there was nothing to worry about.

At 10:30 in the morning, Shade had a pile of small coins and a small amount of banknotes in his hand, and the lawyer only had the empty glass in his hand. With sweat on his forehead, he pressed his last card with his right hand. With the movement of his palm, his bloodshot eyes trembled slightly, looking towards the gradually revealed card:

"Oh, Moon 9, it's twenty o'clock this time!"

He slowly put out a breath, a happy smile appeared on his sweaty face, and the three people standing behind were discussing the lawyer's time with each other. If you win, you can hold on for a few more rounds.

Shade on the other side also got the last card, also holding it down with the palm of his hand, and the two people standing behind him looked down with him:
"Oh, the king."

Shade said lightly, then shrugged:

"Lawyer, it looks like I've won again."

"Stop playing. "

The middle-aged lawyer froze for a moment in astonishment, and threw the last card on the table in frustration:
"My luck may have been used before you appeared, this is not me It's a matter of luck."

He didn't forget to defend himself in front of the acquaintances around him, but he didn't suspect that Shade was cheating, after all, there were people around him.

"Don't play anymore? 20p."

Shade said, tapping on the table. The pile of pennies and a few rare shillings add up to about half a pound. , of which about 3 shillings was the lawyer's money, and the rest was won by the lawyer this morning from someone else.

"Really, I was thinking of going to find Laura at night, but now I can only take a shower at home."

The middle-aged lawyer complained about touching his pockets, and people He was joking and laughing at him.

"Only twopence left, but I'm not going to take other people's money, go get it at home with me, I live down this street."

Lawyers Station Getting up and saying in frustration, Shade packed up his cards and stood up. This is why he came to play cards. This kind of guy who gambles in the tavern will probably not leave until he loses all his money.

The original plan was that once he lost more than two shillings, he would claim that he had no money, and took a lawyer to a nearby friend to get money, and halfway he took out a pound note and asked him to find money. But now, the plan doesn't work:
"Okay, looks like I'm having a good day, need me to buy you a drink?"

Shade suggested.

"No need, I still have work in the afternoon. If it's night, I'll definitely ask you to buy me the most expensive drink."

Of course, the people watching the poker game hope they continue to play However, Lawyer Laurel resolutely left. He will not play cards in arrears. Lawyers know the bottom line of gambling.

So they went to the apartment where Shade knocked on the door a few hours ago. After the middle-aged lawyer opened the door with the key, he originally wanted Shade to wait downstairs. But seeing him follow him into the door, he didn't say anything, and greeted Shade to go upstairs with him.

Rock Laurel lived on the second floor of this small apartment and rented three rooms on the entire floor.

Lawyer is already a middle-class profession in this era. Although Lawyer Laurel doesn't live in a very good place, judging from the furniture and shoes placed at the door, his income is not low. You should just get used to the living environment here.

Like Detective Sparrow's study, the middle-aged lawyer's home is also full of stacks of papers and portfolios. While the lawyer was looking for small coins in the shoe cabinet, Shade stood at the door and sighed deliberately:
"They said you were a lawyer, I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it."

" Can't lawyers go to the pub to play Rhodes? That's prejudice."

Said, handing Shade the money he found. After Shade took a careful count, he left, which made the lawyer who thought he had ulterior motives feel an unfathomable mystery.

When he came to the street, Shade felt a lot lighter in his heart. Judging from the stories of the people around and what I saw at the lawyer's house, it is basically certain that there is nothing tricky about inheritance. Although he didn't see the will and the inheritance, he would sign it with Mrs. Le Maire, and he would be able to help check it at that time.

In this way, after returning home and writing the report, the first half of the commission is over, and the money is really easy to earn.

As for the half pound or so of change in his pocket, Shade didn't plan to keep it for himself. He doesn't like to gamble, and even if he keeps the winnings, it won't have much beneficial effect on his life. So, I thought about donating directly to the Dawn Church for a while. While disposing of the money reasonably, I could also give myself a great sense of psychological satisfaction, and even thank Augustus first for not collecting the potion configuration. labor costs.

As for returning the money to the lawyer, Shade hadn't thought about it at all. He just hates gambling, he doesn't want to be Saint. Even if Lawyer Laurier recognized him when he went to see the lawyer with Mrs. Le Maire, there was no reason to claim the money back.

"However, Rhodes is really useful, and I feel a little bit of fun playing cards."

He thought to himself, walking along Queen Mary Street towards dawn. Walk in the direction of the square.

On the side of the next intersection on Queen Mary Street is a candy store. When Shade passed by, he saw a familiar middle-aged woman who kept talking to passersby anxiously.

This is the woman he saw reprimanding the child when he knocked on the downstairs door of the apartment the lawyer rented this morning, but now his child is not around.

It happened that Shade was walking past the woman's side, and the middle-aged woman with messy hair also spoke to Shade:
"My child Ron is lost and gone. Sir, Did you see such a tall boy in a black hat nearby?"

Her eyes were dull and haggard, which ruined Shade's good mood.

"The child was lost? When did it happen?"

He asked in surprise, his eyes looked towards all around.

"Ten minutes ago, I took him to buy something here, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared. I don't know if he ran to play nearby or was taken away."

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The woman's eyes were red, and the look in her eyes was difficult to describe in detail. It's not that I want to cry, it's not urgent, it's not panic, it's a kind of despair that is suppressed to the extreme, Shade never thought that a certain emotion can be so strong just through the eyes:

"Why? I didn't tell you if you don't go to the police."

Shade took a deep breath, for this era, even if there are frequent cases of "child abduction" in the current city, don't think that the police can solve the problem, it's better Hope you can find some clues in place.

Outlanders have gained a firm foothold in this world, but they understand that this era can't be called civilization and order. The outsider has long thought about all kinds of things that may happen in places he can't see, but didn't expect to encounter them so soon.

After a little inquisition, the middle-aged woman named Marian Cooke was a single mother who lived in the nearby block and had no relatives. As for where her husband went, Shade did not ask the other party or the other party. did not say.

sighed, since it happened, Shade decided to get involved in this trouble:

"I'll help you ask the pedestrians nearby, you can go to the next store and ask again. "

Although this has nothing to do with Shade, but since it happened to happen, it's okay to try to help. Anyway, he has nothing else to do today.

If it was a lost wallet or something, he probably inquired about the situation and turned away. But the child is lost, please help if you can.

Mrs. Cook turned around and went to the clothing store next to the dessert shop to ask. Shade didn't talk to the pedestrians as he said, but took a long breath and closed his eyes;
"An echo from the past. ”

The ear feels itchy, followed by the loud noise of the street. This Mystic Art related to [Time and Space] can only randomly hear sounds within 24 hours. Although it tends to hear human voices, on the street or in stores, this tendency cannot increase Shade just hearing the key Probability of clues.

Any Mystic Art and Conjuration will be enhanced while in "Divine Afterglow" state. The enhancement of [Past Echoes] is not to increase the probability, but to increase the 24 hours to 36 hours, which he knew when he was free to experiment at home.

I tried several more times, but none of the sounds in my ears were related to the missing child. The longer the time dragged on, the lower the probability of being able to find the child. She turned around and looked towards the haggard woman who was holding her hands together and inquired about the situation with the clerk in the shop at the intersection. Shade sighed helplessly.

He touched his pocket and asked the woman's voice in his head:
"[Twenty-sided dice of fate]."

[You are going for a stranger Fight for luck? Nice idea, but I have to remind you that there is only one chance a day. And even if you roll a lucky point, it is not necessarily related to your Mystic Art. ]

PS1: In order to prevent misunderstanding, let me tell you, according to the character of Shade in the previous story, it is normal for him to interfere in this matter, not meddling. Also, this matter has nothing to do with mysterious, so he will stay to help.

PS2: It's not 20 points thrown.