Chapter 29
Goodbye Miss Hugh
Chapter 29 Goodbye Miss Hugh
Hobert arrived at the law firm by carriage, and his shoulders were still a little sore after he sat down in his office chair.
After adjusting his mindset, he first wrote down the things he needed to do this week on a piece of paper, and then roughly arranged the order in which these things should be done.
He planned to investigate Zachary, whom Mr. Robin had mentioned, first. The case was rather complicated, so he could start investigating and then summarize the clues and evidence.
In comparison, the other three cases Patton gave him were much simpler and could be put on hold for a while.
As for how to investigate Zachary, Hobart came up with a breakthrough: Will, the East Side mob boss.
Since Zachary is also a gang leader in the East District, Will, as a fellow gang member, should know something about him.
Around nine o'clock in the morning, Hobert hailed a horse-drawn carriage and went to the Mercenary Club.
Thanks to Barton's reputation as a lawyer, Hobart's gun license was obtained this morning, and he went to the club to buy a revolver.
It is believed that a revolver will be used in the investigation of Zachary.
Around 10:30, Hobert arrived at the Blue Knight Bar in the East District by carriage.
It's still the same here. Even though it's morning, you can hear the unrestrained laughter coming from inside from far away.
As soon as he opened the door, a strong smell and a lot of noise hit him. Hobart first saw a short man walking towards him, and when he got closer, he recognized him as Hugh, who was wearing a men's hat.
"Mr. Hobart, we meet again," Hugh said with a smile.
The bar immediately fell silent after she said that.
While saying, "Yes, Miss Hugh, it's great to see you 'get along peacefully' with Will!", Hobart observed what was wrong with the drunkards around him.
After a second or two, a drunkard suddenly said, "Mr. Hobart, I dislocated my arm when I was young, and I haven't been able to do heavy work since then. Do you think it can be saved?"
As he spoke, he revealed his arm, which was so thin it was practically skin and bones, and asked Hobart to diagnose it.
Hobert froze on the spot. Did he really look like a doctor?
Another drunkard said, "Mr. Hobart, I injured my leg last year, and it hurts terribly every rainy season. You see..."
Hugh suddenly shouted, "I've said it many times, he's not a doctor!"
Although she was small in stature, her voice and presence were so powerful that the drunkards dared not look her in the eye.
Hobart remarked that, in dealing with such situations, the extraordinary abilities of an "arbitrator" are far more useful than those of a "lawyer," who would have to "persuade" each person individually in the same circumstances.
At that moment, Will jogged over and said, "Sir, what brings you here?" His attitude was quite respectful.
At this point, Hobart realized that it was he who had asked Emlyn to heal Weir's injuries, and Weir had naturally concealed this matter, which led everyone to mistakenly believe that he was a doctor with a magical potion.
Having figured this out, Hobart smiled and said to everyone, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm a lawyer. I can bankrupt the person who injured you, but I can't cure your illnesses."
Upon hearing the words "bankruptcy," everyone instinctively shrank back, and no one dared to ask Hobart for a diagnosis anymore.
Hobart then turned to Will: "I'm here to ask you about a mob boss named Zachary."
Will paused, not answering Hobart's question, but looking at Miss Hugh. Hugh, who had walked to the door, stopped and walked back step by step.
Hobart immediately understood: "Miss Hugh is here to ask you about Zachary too?"
Will glanced at Hugh, then at Hobart, before smiling and saying, "Yes, sir. I've only met Zachary a few times. His territory is near the Cuckoo Bar; you can go there and ask."
Hopper looked at Hugh: "Miss Hugh, are you planning to go to the Cuckoo Bar?"
"That's right." Hugh didn't hide his purpose.
"I think we can go together."
The two walked out talking, and Will breathed a sigh of relief; these two people he couldn't afford to offend were finally gone.
As Hobart reached the door, he suddenly turned back to Will and said, "Try to do less things that violate your conscience, or you might not be so lucky next time."
Will was taken aback at first; this was both a warning and a reminder. He quickly replied, "Yes."
But Hobart didn't listen to Weir's reply. When Weir answered, all that was left were the creaking doors and the receding figure.
Hopper and Hugh walked briskly through the dilapidated streets of the East End, which were full of homeless people.
Hobart smiled and said, "Let me guess, has Miss Hugh received a commission regarding a stock fraud case involving an insurance company?"
Hugh said coolly, "That's right." The men's hat on her head suited her current style perfectly.
"We share a common goal," Hobart said persuasively, using his extraordinary abilities: "Perhaps we can exchange clues or engage in deeper cooperation."
When Hugh returned to the bar, she had the idea of ​​exchanging information with Hobart, but she wasn't very enthusiastic about cooperating.
But for some reason, she suddenly felt an urge to accept Hobart's invitation: "Okay, but on one condition."
"you say."
"Could you please not walk so fast?"
Hobart glanced at Hugh's short legs. "I'm sorry, I didn't consider the lady's feelings. Well then, shouldn't we find a place to have a proper talk? After all, I just rescued you from prison."
This time, Hobart's extraordinary abilities were of no use. Hugh smiled and said, "I will thank Miss Audrey. I think that noble lady will not treat you unfairly."
Hopper said, "Excuse me, but I cannot agree with your point of view. I solved your problem in just one day. Isn't that efficiency enough for you to express your gratitude?"
Hugh pointed to the coffee shop not far away: "I'm not going to argue with you about this. Since you insist that I thank you, I'll buy you a coffee as a token of my gratitude."
"Theory?" Hobart belatedly realized why he had been arguing with Hugh about such a trivial matter.
Then he wondered, could this be a side effect of the "Lawyer" potion?
While Hobert was still in a daze, Hugh had already entered the coffee shop, and he quickly followed after him.
Each of them ordered a cheap coffee, and Hugh started talking about the commission she had received. Just as Hobart had guessed, Hugh had also received a commission in a similar situation to Mr. Robin.
Hobart concluded, "Zachry's targets were all middle-class people."
He said, "This class has savings but no power. Even if they are swindled out of all their savings, the police will not make a concerted effort to investigate unless there are obvious clues."
"If the same thing happened to a nobleman, the police would have to be on their guard if they were put under a little pressure."
"I had a similar suspicion," Hugh said, taking a sip of his coffee. "So this is definitely a premeditated and planned scam."
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