dhibooks Chapter 1460 The Dock
Chapter 1460 The Dock
Chapter 1460 The Dock
He bought a cake from a peddler.
It is served with the small miscellaneous fish sauce boiled by the hawker, and half an onion.
It cost him five coppers in all.
I found a stone platform, sat down comfortably, and felt the sea breeze, stuffing things into my stomach.
For a moment, the whole pier was filled with the aroma of cheap food.
Everyone forgot the pressure of life and daily conflicts for a short time, and immersed themselves in enjoying their respective delicacies in a tacit understanding.
Two people are eating.
Another rickety ship docked at the pier.
The originally quiet handyman's wharf suddenly became lively again.
Everyone stuffed the food in their hands in twos and threes, and rushed towards the direction of the big ship yelling.
There are so many ships coming this time, it is impossible for Jack and Mai Fan to stay together for a long time.
They each found a ship that looked good.Children, if you find the foreman, you will line up at the task leader.
By the time Mai Fan finished his work, it was already noon.While eating, I found that Jack was nowhere to be found.
If you want to find out where people are going, you just need to find old Pete.
This old wharf is too old to do heavy work.
Now the porter is sitting in contact with the live intermediary head.
He made a small open-air office at the entrance to Handyman's Wharf.
Just a small table with no lame legs, plus a small sturdy chair, completed the layout of his office.
When you are not alive.
He just sat in a chair and watched the people coming and going at the Handyman's Wharf.
Because he is familiar with every porter, as long as it is a foreigner, he will take a second look, and he will never escape his eyes.
It was a perfect time to ask old Pete where his friend had gone.
Mai Fan just walked to the small table, and before he even opened his mouth, Old Pete knew what he wanted to ask.
"I also said, if you don't come to me, I will go to you. Don't you know that your good friend was taken away by the police?"
Mai Fan was taken aback, but not overly surprised.
He probably knew why his friend was taken away.
"So which police station was Jack taken to?"
"Which one else could it be? Just order the patrolmen by the pier."
"Don't worry, Jack is the porter of our handyman's wharf, and people in the union will not ignore him."
"When the police came to look for him, the group of brats from the trade union had already set their sights on Jack. I looked at the little boss over there, and ran to report to the trade union early."
"Such an opportunity to show his face, the gang of trade unions who are used to showing off will not let it go."
"You go to the Dock Patrolman now and have a look."
"Don't let people on both sides bully him."
Mai Fan thanked him.
The reward for the box of goods he just received was stuffed into Old Pete's hands.
This is another source of income for the elderly.
The dock workers are well behaved.
Police Patrol Point at Handyman's Wharf.
Half a block from Handyman's Wharf.
Mai Fan walked through the dilapidated dock compound.
You can reach the backyard of the patrol point.
When he arrived at the patrol point, he didn't rush in.
Instead, he went around to the side of the relatively shorter wall and squatted down.
Because the handyman's wharf is a gathering place for the poor.
Therefore, the arrangement of the police force in the police station is not very important.
The office facilities here are also very simple, and the other side of the wall is the office of the entire patrol station.
There are usually only three patrolmen inside.
A real cop.
Add up to be able to divide into two teams of patrol duty teams.
This small yard has not been tidied up seriously.
They also didn't expect that a big man would come to this place one day.
People from trade unions who are obviously poor but insist on talking about their interests and status will also squeeze in at this time.
The cause was all because of the disappearance of the elder.
And this man whose wife is missing has a lot of social energy. He even invited the most famous detective Rock in York City to take charge of the investigation of this case.
It was precisely because this big man took Jack away that the surprised guild also came to intervene.
Mai Fan poked his head out secretly, and looked inside from the edge of the low wall.
He saw Jack's tall figure at a glance.
It stands out especially among relatively thin and elegant people.
What he didn't expect was that his friend was very calm.
Whatever Detective Rock asked him, he would answer, articulate and organized.
The big detective who questioned him had his back to Mai Fan.
From this angle, Mai Fan couldn't see his face clearly, only a tall top hat and a black dress.
A pair of hands behind the back, still wearing white gloves.
Just when Mai Fan was thinking about whether to change the angle to see what the other person looked like, suddenly, the great detective turned his head.
Whoosh, Mai Fan, retreated directly behind the low wall.
Sure enough, the perception of being a detective is so keen.
The other party walked around and turned his head back when he didn't find anyone.
At this time, they had already talked about the suspicious point mentioned by Jack, which was the little blood on his shoulder.
The other party had asked him to take off the linen vest.
Now the vest is in the hands of the great detective.
The opponent's white gloves formed a sharp contrast with Jack's gray and brown vest.
The great detective didn't dislike Jack's vomit-smelling vest. He put it under his eyelids, looked at it carefully, and even sniffed it under his nose.
"It's really blood."
"What exactly is it? Let's see what was in the box you moved?"
"You said there was blood in the utility room of the cruise ship, right? You're not sure that it fell out of this box?"
Jack answered very honestly. He recounted what he heard about the dispute between the crew and the guest.
The detective nodded and continued to ask: "Then do you recall which box you were carrying?"
Jack replied, "It was a very heavy brown sailor box."
"Not long, but square enough."
"I couldn't lift it with my hands, so my friend put one hand on my shoulders."
"I know the person who let me carry the goods."
"The old gentleman who lives on Star Street."
"He's got a big old house, the kind with the black roof and black window frames."
"He was the first guest to disembark."
"It was his old butler who picked him up, and his four servants who were always by his side."
"I used my own black carriage."
"Yes, other than that, nothing special happened."
"Very well, thanks for the clues you provided."
"Where can I find you if there is a need later?"
Jack knotted a piece of silver paper that the detective handed him, and happily reported an address: "Go inside the handyman's compound, the third yard."
(End of this chapter)