"The elimination rate in this industry is much higher than ours." He also sighed, "Look at us, those who can drive now are all treasures... those people... the theater troupe... just stare at Mermaid Avenue and squeeze in."
"The theater troupe is fine. Even if it disbands, it won't be a big loss. But those dreaming kids are really doomed."
"I'm not exaggerating, sir. I've seen many people crying on the side of the road, and after they finished crying, they came to me in their expensive dresses to ask for directions, asking me how to get to Mingying Street."
Mingying Street is what Xia Yibing called the place where prostitutes gather. That place is next to Salavis Avenue. Salavis also has another nickname, called "Salavis City That Never Sleeps".
Hitzfeld asked him again if he knew who the director of the Lianxianghua Theater was, but he only got the abstract name "Verlaine".
"Maybe it was Verlaine, maybe it was Wilma, I can't remember...or maybe I heard about it from someone who went there."
The driver was picking his earwax while talking.
"Oh, by the way, they also said that he is from the West Sea... Anyway, I hope this information is useful to you."
During the conversation, the car turned into Mermaid Avenue.
Hitzfeld paid 18 goli 11 becquerels for the fare, stepped out of the car and onto the sidewalk, but he was not in a hurry to walk. Instead, he stood there, looked up and looked around.
It is called Mermaid Avenue, but in fact the road is not wide. At best it has four lanes, and the total length is only about 200 meters.
But standing at this intersection and looking upward, there is no archway along the way that is lower than five stories. All archways have huge portraits hanging from the top, with the theater group, actors and performance time marked in more eye-catching fonts.
Huge portrait.
The magnified figure and face of the beautiful woman.
A small hanging basket hanging from a street lamp.
There are also a row of brand-name stores and hotels below.
I have to say it is really impressive.
If it were thrown to the earth, it might not be as good as the Drum Tower Commercial Street or City God Temple in the early 90s, but it is already rare in this place.
Hitzfeld walked forward a few steps with his head raised, and accidentally bumped into the shoulder of a passerby, and uttered a few words in suppressed anger.
She didn't fight back, staring at the man's clothes with half her eyes narrowed: "As an apology, how about we exchange coats."
Her voice sounded deeper. This was an old trick. Not only did the driver fail to notice it, but the tailor baron's servant also failed to notice it.
So passers-by naturally couldn't tell that she was a woman. They were very surprised and excited to agree to the proposal. The two of them went straight to the inner corner of the street. He took off his coat and handed it to her, and took the new clothes from her.
This is a good deal.
You have to know that he has worn his coat for a long time. Although he likes to be clean and washes it every day, it is obvious that he has worn it for too long - the surface of the coat is pilling in many places.
Anyone who took one look at his clothes could tell that he had been living in poverty lately, and on Mermaid Avenue, people were keen to invest their wealth in the richer ones, and a prostitute like him had trouble finding a job to make a living.
But what this fool (referring to Hitzfeld) wanted to give him in exchange was a brand-name men's suit with the Knight's Medal, which still looked 90% new. No matter how he thought about it, he had made a good deal.
Unfortunately, Hitzfeld thought so too.
After reminding the other party and confirming that there were no valuables left in the pocket of the old coat, Hitzfeld half-closed her left eye and walked forward while the other party looked at her like a fool, heading straight for her final destination - the Mermaid Theater.
There were a lot of tattered posters posted on the passage she passed by. One of them was made of brown paper with black lines on a yellow background, and printed on it was a pure and lovely black-haired girl.
But the introduction below had been torn off, and only half of the words "Lianxianghua Troupe" could be seen.
Hitzfeld looked left and right, took off his glasses, and took off his hat and stuffed it into his inner pocket. He reached out and touched some dust on the wall, and wiped it on his head and face in the dim passage.
When she actually walked to the ticket gate, her image had changed drastically.
"stop!"
The guard quickly spotted the suspicious guy and walked up to stare at Hitzfeld.
"Show me! Your ticket!"
"I don't have the receipt..." The girl pretended to be embarrassed.
"So you're here to look for a job?" The guard was amused by her. "Are you new here? This is the first time I've seen you go in this way to look for a job!"
"I really just arrived in Wayne..."
The frank speech caused the guards and onlookers to burst into laughter.
Wayne people.
Whenever they get the chance, they're never reluctant to laugh at the country bumpkins.
But her next words stunned them.
"I am... the head of the Lianxianghua Theater... Wilma... no... Mr. Verlon's family."
"He wrote to me and told me that I could develop here, but I don't know where he is now, and I don't know how to find him..."
The guard took a breath and took a step back, looking at the "boy" in front of him again.
The coat was torn and looked fleecy, and it looked like it was reflecting light. It was obvious that the man came from a poor family.
His hands and face were covered in dust. Did he just get off the train? Did he come here by coal truck?
He despised it in his heart, but he had to admit that the face was actually good-looking.
Even though the dirt covered it up, the shape of his face and the brow bone couldn't be hidden. He really had a good appearance, and he began to believe that Verlaine would try to lure him to the troupe.
Who says only actresses can make it here?
This type of actor is even more scarce. With all the socialites' preferences that he has learned from being a watchdog for so many years, maybe he will try to curry favor with him in the future...
Thinking of this, his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and he asked the girl in a gentle tone: "Are you sure it was Mr. Verlaine... Mr. Bieber-Verlaine who asked you to come for an interview?"
"Yes-Bibervillen, he said he should be my uncle..."
"That!"
The guard gritted his teeth.
"You won't find him here. The Lianxianghua Theater has no performance this afternoon."
"Then I..."
"I'll take you."
"Remember my name, my name is Brian."
May Reward Thank You List
It is being typed manually, please wait a moment. After the content is updated, you need to refresh the page to get the latest update!
May Reward Thank You List
【】
Sheep Hour, Whispering LG, Fated Girl Zero (Little Burning Cat), "Bei Luo Shimen", Mind Drive, Fake Wine, Misty Rain Light as Dust, Dream Little Dust, Fairyland Dawn, Soul Sadness, dqq, Book Guest 98293861627
Mouse strip, Book guest 76913715431, Rare God o Detective Girl, Fate Girl Zero, Hand-torn Human Gudako, God Aki, Shimokitazawa Black Tea Master, Hinoki, Dawn Sky, Exploding Watermelon, Genka, The Source of Desire
Sistral, Shakespeare, ?[..], Jiang Ran, requesting leave,,,,, Lasutipu, grapefruit hq, Lumia Stina, 32146900, Archangel Qin Duanyu, ⑨⑨ Qilunuo ⑨⑨, Luo Xi
A touch of allure, 912968, zlink, hatdog, mole, northern cat, cooking god, small broken bones, perfumer, book guest 40251151082, big Leimi, haruna, bagepipe
Li Shengx, Why avoid cheese because of misfortune, Hunting angels to kill gods, Ten thousand years of salted fish spirit, Fujiwara turkey noodles, styx55, Can't come up with a name, Sheep Hour, Dumb Cat, Newbie Fish Slacker, Bai Ye
Friction, friction, friction, I wish you all a happy new year, fishbone destroyer, old wizard Merlin, book guest 60630051816, malphlo, Canghaihuakaiten, Chanchan black cat type, innocent puzzle, plant flower stardust
Magical girl trr, Night Shadow, QQ you go go go me, Qijiang, Coffee 550, Moonlight Feiyi, Shuuki, RB-79c, Da Lemon, Heart Ben Yideng, Yaque Yaque Ya, Confirming the right look, Five pounds of pears
vertin, holymshe, kokoluo, famous detective Ke Fangtang, nisaya, .hum, okita7, Feng Yilin, silent vigilant, Xi Yuexue, salted fish happy burger, heterochromatic eyes glass cat, white clothes ferry me 1234
Jintu, Sister Shuangxing, The so-called miracle, Flowers bloom and fall, Shuke 18901177346, Distant Flames, Give, Rosenthal, Lasutipu, Shuke 32260018789, Helping each other through wind and rain
yuki9, misty rain is as light as dust, tl-, rurune, the priest of Lexington said, little black guy, it's actually a tung seed, Yisenka is really good, bursting watermelon
↑ ↑ ↑
Thank you for the above readers' love and support~!!
Professor Strawberry (3500)
Wind Spirit Jade (5000)
Asagami no Fujino (7000)
Witch Silin (10420)
yameety (20000)
↑ ↑ ↑
Thanks to several rich people for their generous rewards and support~!!!
Thank you so much to witch xilin and yameety for the 10,000-dollar reward~!!!
【ps】
Then I'll say something extra. At this stage of the detective series, some conflicts and confrontations are about to become intense, and there may be more complicated character relationships and plot lines in the future. So I plan to take a day off on the 2nd to adjust my status. I will make up for the words I owe you in the subsequent updates.
This... uh uh uh, that's probably what it is...
Another thing is that some readers are dissatisfied with the "punishment" and "suspicion" that the protagonist received in the previous unit. Although I have reasons to defend this, online novels are indeed different from physical books. Online readers are entitled to express dissatisfaction or protest to the author at any time. I can only say that I did not fully coordinate the rhythm. Maybe there is a better solution without changing the general plot, but I couldn't think of it because of my ability~
You should be able to see relevant supplements later, so there is no need to worry about being humiliated.
Chapter 22 Where Ves-Bakinsa Goes
The Lianxianghua Theatre Company's crew office is located on the third floor across the street.
It sounded very close, but because there were no signs hanging, Hitzfeld would have had a hard time finding it on his own without Brian leading the way.
"Is Mr. Verlaine in there?"
"He's usually here."
"What about the rest of the crew?"
"The rent here is not cheap... You don't think that all the special classes for the drama crew are nearby, do you? That's not the case. I tell you, those classes and dormitories are all in other places. They are located wherever the rent is lower."
"Okay." The guard named Brian walked the girl to the corridor entrance, rubbing his hands while looking at her, "I won't go up with you. Remember... I'm Brian!"
He repeatedly mentioned his name to the girl and was willing to help her at the risk of neglecting his duty, all for the sake of asking for a favor and asking her not to forget him when she became successful in the future.
Compared to being a guard step by step, this gambling choice is more likely to help him rise to a higher social class. Brian has been a guard for many years and he is extremely eager to live that kind of upper-class life.
"I'll remember that, Mr. Brian." Hitzfeld raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said to him very seriously.
Brian grinned, very satisfied with her "understanding".
Hitzfeld took advantage of the newly refreshed favorability to ask, "Can I ask you another question, Mr. Brian?"
"go ahead!"
"When I went in just now, I saw a lot of papers posted outside, one of which said Lian Xiang Hua Theater. Who is the girl on that paper? "
"You mean the posters, right? Lian Xianghua's posters are mostly featuring Ba Jinsa. She is indeed good, and one of the best I've seen in all these years... um..."
Brian groaned, staring at Hitzfeld and grinning, "Indeed, for a newcomer like you who just came to town, girls like this are the most attractive."
Hitzfeld pretended to be embarrassed: "Is Miss Bakinsa here too?"
"She's not here. She's renting a place with the crew, but I don't know where exactly. I haven't seen her recently... You'll have to ask your uncle yourself."
"But I'll give you a heads-up." Brian's face turned serious. "Most of the girls who hang out in this kind of troupe are... they may be different from the girls you know."
"What do you mean, Mr. Bryan?"
"Like Bakinsa... I've seen her go out with a man... Forget it, why am I telling you this? Go quickly, I have to go back to stand guard."
Brian left in a hurry, leaving Hitzfeld alone at the entrance of the corridor.
She went upstairs according to the information given by the other party, turned right on the third floor, and saw many office numbers along the way, all of which belonged to major film crews.
Without television, movies, or even radio, there was a real lack of entertainment in this era, which explains why operas and theater companies enjoyed such a status and why serialized novels were so popular.
After finding the sign of the Lianxianghua Theater Crew, Hitzfeld knocked on the door gently.
"Please come in!"
The response was quick.
She pressed the handle and pushed open the door, and saw that the office was very empty. Two large tables connected together and covered with a layer of glass were placed in the middle of the window. A man with a worrying hairline was sitting inside, reading a newspaper in the sunlight.
He was still wearing a monocle, and seemed so engrossed in what he was reading that he didn't even look up at the door.
Hitzfeld didn't say anything either. He silently took out a handkerchief to wipe his face, fixed his hair, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, then sat across the table and looked at him.
