The Whispering Verses Chapter 181: The lawyer who plays cards (more updates)

"Excuse me, does Mr. Laurel live here? Is he at home?"

There is no wind today, and there is heavy fog in the city. The morning sun could not penetrate the clouds very strongly, and the whole street looked a little gloomy.

When the drunk man looked at Sha De suspiciously, Sha De was also looking at him. Although the client, Mrs. Le Maire, could not provide a photo of the lawyer, the physical characteristics of the drunk man in front of her were completely inconsistent with the physical characteristics of the lawyer described by the client. This was definitely not a lawyer.

"Laurel? Go to the tavern at the corner of the street to find him."

As he spoke, the drunkard tried to slam the door. Shade suspected that this guy had just come out of the pub.

Thinking in his mind, he stretched out his hand and held the door. No matter how hard the drunk man tried, he couldn't close it. A smile that he thought was very friendly appeared on Shade's face:

"Sir, I would also like to ask, when did Mr. Laurel move here? Also, what kind of job does he do?"

Because I didn’t want to breathe through my nose to avoid inhaling too much alcohol, my voice was a little muffled at this time.

"He, he was here when I moved here three years ago. He is a lawyer who specializes in solving legal problems for others, helping them handle inheritances, divorces and other matters... Burp!"

The drunkard muttered, and Shade thanked him and finally allowed him to close the door.

Put your hands in your pockets and look at the door in front of you, then turn around and look at the busy street. The carriage passed by, and the boy selling newspapers looked at him expectantly. The housewife leading the child scolded her as she walked forward along the wall. After Shade rejected the boy selling newspapers, he looked in the direction of the tavern at the corner of the street:

"Although I have information, I can't believe it all. I still need to see the lawyer. If it doesn't work, I break into the house. Since he is a lawyer who has been practicing for many years, he cannot not have a lot of documents."

If it were midnight, when Shade knocked on the door just now, he could use illusion to confuse the drunkard and then sneak in quietly. It's a pity that Shade's magical skills are limited during the day. The stranger who is blessed by the silver moon is a strong person at night...actually not that strong.

The pub at the end of Queen Mary Street is called the "Pig's Head Tavern", and you can tell from the name that it has nothing special about it.

Although it is now nine o'clock in the morning, there are still many people in the tavern. After Shade opened the door and walked in, he took a breath of the weird smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of fermented food, and then saw that almost half of the tables were occupied by people.

Because it operates on the street rather than in a narrow alley, at least the hygiene here is pretty good. There is even a young man wearing a hat sitting by the wall playing the lute, and the sound is just right. blended into the hustle and bustle of the pub.

Xia De looked around the environment in the tavern, and after coming to the conclusion that the fire protection measures here were incomplete, he walked to the tavern bar. He knocked on the table, took out his wallet and raised his voice in the noisy environment and said:

"A glass of water...no, a glass of rye beer."

The busy bartender glanced at him:

"5p".

Shad took out 7 pennies and put it on the bar. The bartender gave him a surprised look.

"Who is Mr. Locke Laurel?"

The detective asked.

"Just two pence more?"

The young bartender said in surprise, but seeing that Shade wanted to take back the money, he hurriedly swept the small coins into his hand:

"Two pennies is money too... That one over there is the tall man playing Rhodes with others by the wall."

The client described the lawyer as a man with brown hair, dark brown eyes, taller than Shade, and a beer belly.

Looking in the direction pointed by the bartender, I saw five or six people surrounding the table against the wall. The man sitting on one side of the table was the only one in the group wearing a white shirt.

Although this is not a slum in the northern part of Tobesk, the people living nearby are generally hovering between the line of food, clothing and hunger. On a weekday morning, most of the people hanging out in the pub are idlers, so they dress casually, which makes the lawyer wearing a white shirt stand out.

"Do you know what's going on with Mr. Laurel?"

Xia De did not continue to walk over, but asked again. The young bartender with dense freckles on his face showed a philistine smile and twirled his fingers. Shade thought for a while and pushed the glass of rye beer to him:

"My treat."

"You..."

The bartender had probably never seen such a person before, but he still put the glass of beer on the shelf behind him, then took five pennies out of the small cardboard box and stuffed it into his pocket:

"He is a lawyer and comes to our place every Wednesday, Friday and weekends to play Rhodes."

"He has been a lawyer from a long time ago? Is it expensive to gamble here?"

Xia De asked again. The bartender looked at him for a while and saw that he had no intention of paying, so he said helplessly:

"Yes, he has been a lawyer since he moved to this street five years ago. As for playing Rhodes, it is just a hobby, not even a gambler. Probably educated people can be good control yourself."

Xia De put his arm on the counter and turned to look at the lawyer who was playing cards with his back to him. Judging from the current situation, it is very likely that Locke Laurel is a real lawyer. Combined with the divination by the Prophet Association, it is basically certain that this person is fine. But Shade still needs to make a final confirmation before the investigation can be considered concluded.

And it just so happens that Shade can barely be considered a Rhodes player.

Farewell to the bored-looking bartender, he walked towards a group of people playing cards while sorting out his deck of cards. Of course, all the special cards must be drawn out and replaced with ordinary cards. This kind of tavern is not a safe place.

Then he pretended to be attracted and stood with the crowd watching the showdown between the lawyer and a rude middle-aged man who was sweating profusely. The latter was obviously unlucky and cursed every time he touched a card. In the end, he even threw his cards on the ground viciously. He didn't want a handful of change and cards on the table. He stood up angrily and walked to the bar. It seemed that he had no money to continue playing.

"Does anyone else want to play cards?"

The winning middle-aged lawyer looked very proud. People were whispering about the wonderful situation of the previous game, but no one seemed interested.

Of course Shade would not go up immediately, but waited until Lawyer Laurel looked a little impatient, and then said loudly from behind the crowd:

"If you don't mind playing cards with strangers, I guess I could give it a try."

People made way for him to walk to the table, and Shade put his old set of Rhodes cards on the round wooden tabletop.

The lawyer looked at him politely, took a big sip from the wine glass in front of him, and then made a gesture of asking him to sit down:

"It's 5p a round, double the bust, triple the blackjack, quadruple the king and queen. Just take the highest multiple. Let me remind you, this is not a game for young people. ”

The stakes are relatively small, but it will be scary if you keep losing.