He bought a piece of cake from the vendor.
Pair it with the fish sauce cooked by the vendor and half an onion.
It cost him five coppers in total.
I found a stone platform and sat down comfortably, taking in the sea breeze and stuffing things into my stomach.
For a moment, the entire pier was filled with the aroma of cheap food.
Everyone temporarily forgot about the pressure of life and daily conflicts, and immersed themselves in enjoying their own delicious food in a tacit understanding.
Two people are eating.
Another rickety ship docked at the dock.
The originally quiet handyman dock suddenly became lively again.
Everyone stuffed the food in their hands in small bites and rushed towards the ship with shouts.
There are really many ships coming this time, and it is impossible for Jack and Mai Fan to stay together for a long time.
They each found a boat that looked good. Children, after finding the foreman, they lined up at the task office.
By the time Mai Fan finished his work, it was already noon. While eating, I discovered that Jack’s person was nowhere to be found.
If you want to find out where someone is, all you have to do is find Old Pete.
This old dock cannot do heavy work because of its age.
Now the porter is sitting in contact with the live agency head.
He built a small open-air office at the entrance to the handyman's dock.
Just a small table with no lame legs and a relatively sturdy small chair completed the layout of his office.
Normally when I am not alive.
He just sat on the chair and watched the people coming and going at the handyman dock.
Because he is familiar with every porter. As long as he is an outsider, he will take a second look and nothing will escape his eyes.
It would be most appropriate at this time to ask old Pete where his friend had gone.
Mai Fan just walked to the small table, and before he opened his mouth, Old Pete knew what he was going to ask.
"I also said that if you don't come to me, I will go and find you. Don't you know that your good friend was taken away by people from the police station?"
Mai Fan was startled, but not overly surprised.
He probably knew why his friend was taken away.
"So which police station was Jack taken to?"
"Who else could it be? Just the patrolman at the pier."
"Don't worry, Jack is a porter at our handyman dock, and the people in the union will not ignore him."
"When the police came to look for him, the gang of brats from the union had already set their sights on Jack. I looked at the little boss over there and ran to the union to report early."
"The people in the union who are accustomed to showing off will not miss such an opportunity to show their faces."
"You go to the dock patrol now and have a look."
"Don't let people on both sides bully him."
Mai Fan thanked him.
He put the reward for the box of goods he had just received into old Pete's hands.
This is another source of income for the elderly.
Dockers are very well behaved.
Police patrol spot at Handyman's Wharf.
It's only half a street 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 did not rush in.
Instead, he walked around to the relatively shorter wall on the side and squatted down.
Because Handyman's Wharf is a gathering place for poor people.
Therefore, the police department does not pay much attention to the arrangement of police force.
The office facilities here are also very simple, and the entire patrol office is located on the other side of the wall.
There are usually only three patrol officers inside.
A real policeman.
Together they can be divided into patrol teams of two.
This small yard has not been carefully tidied up.
They never thought that one day a big shot would come to this place.
Those members of the trade union who are clearly poor but insist on talking about their interests and status will also squeeze in at this time.
The reason is all because of the disappearance of the elder.
And this man whose wife disappeared has a lot of social energy. He actually invited the most famous Detective Rock in York City to take charge of the investigation of this case.
It was precisely because this big shot took Jack away that the shocked guild came to intervene.
Mai Fan secretly poked his head out and looked inside from the edge of the low wall.
He saw Jack's tall figure at a glance.
Especially among the relatively thin upper class people.
What he didn't expect was that his friend was actually very calm.
He answered whatever Detective Rock asked him, clearly and logically.
The great detective who questioned him had his back to Mai Fan.
From this angle, Mai Fan couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see a tall hat and a black dress.
A pair of hands behind his back, with white gloves on them.
Just when Mai Fan was thinking about changing his angle to see what the other person looked like, suddenly, the great detective suddenly turned his head.
Whoosh, Mai Fan retracted directly behind the low wall.
As expected, a detective's perception is so sharp.
The other party wandered around and found no one, so he turned his head back.
At this time, they had already talked about the suspicious point mentioned by Jack, which was the blood stain on his shoulder.
The other party had already asked him to take off the linen vest.
Now, the vest is in the hands of the great detective.
The opponent's white gloves were in sharp contrast to Jack's gray vest.
The great detective did not dislike Jack's vomiting and smelly vest. He put it under his nose, looked at it carefully, and even put it under his nose to smell it.
"This is indeed blood."
"What is it specifically? Do you want to see what was in the box you moved?"
"You said there were blood stains in the utility room of the cruise ship, right? Are you not sure it was from this box?"
Jack answered honestly. He recounted exactly what he heard about the dispute between the crew and the guest.
The detective nodded and continued to ask: "Can you recall which box you moved?"
Jack replied: "It was a very heavy brown sailor's box."
"Not long, but square enough."
"I couldn't lift it with both hands, so my friend helped me carry it on my shoulders."
"I know the person who asked me to move the goods."
"The old gentleman who lives on Star Street."
"He had a big old house with a black roof and black window frames."
"He was the first wave of guests to disembark."
"He was picked up by his old butler and his four male servants who were always with him."
"Using our own black carriage."
"Yeah, other than that, nothing special happened."
"Very well, thank you for the clue."
"If I need you later, where can I find you?"
Jack signed a piece of silver paper handed to him by the big detective, and happily reported an address: "Go inside the Handyman's Courtyard, the third courtyard."
