Chapter 315: Xiao Wan (1/2)

Chapter 315: Xiao Wan

“Doctor,” Fatty asked, “What should we do next?”

Jiang Cheng held the crop and studied the embroidery on it. Then, he mumbled to himself, “Mei Xian Yard, Xiao Wan.”

Fatty licked his lips. He said excitedly, “Doctor, Mei Xian Yard doesn’t sound like a serious place.”

“It depends.” Jiang Cheng put the pouch away, “Once many serious people go there, it’ll become a serious place.” When he saw the term Mei Xian Yard, Fatty instantly believed that it was a brothel. Based on the Doctor’s reaction, his guess should be correct.

They chose a quiet path and came to the wall. Then, they jumped over it. Fatty kept saying: Wouldn’t it be dangerous for them to leave the Huang Residence like that? If the middle-aged woman came to find them...

“If you’re scared, you can go back,” Jiang Cheng answered naturally.

Fatty shook his head. “Doctor, you know what I mean.” He explained, “I meant, shouldn’t we inform Xia Meng? If the middle-aged woman comes, she can handle her for us.”

Jiang Cheng stopped and turned to stare at Fatty. Fatty shivered from the stare. Then, without any explanation from Jiang Cheng, Fatty came to the conclusion. Based on the relationship between the Doctor and Xia Meng, if the latter found out that the Doctor had sneaked out to look for clues, the first thing she’d do was to inform the middle-aged woman and Butler Zhou.

When they exited the alley, Fatty was worried that their costumes were too eye-catching. However, as they walked down the street, he realised no one paid them any attention. They asked a few people along the way and soon found this lavish building. It was situated at the corner of a street. Before they got close, they could catch the scent of rouge.

Fatty was there just to look, but not Jiang Cheng. Fatty felt like the latter was there to steal their business secrets. Mei Xian Yard’s first floor was similar to a normal theatre. There was a wooden stage in the middle. Since it was not the golden hour, there was a small audience. The performance on stage was middling. The audience was either chatting or drinking.

“Doctor,” Fatty looked around, and the disappointment was plain, “Is this a brothel? It’s so boring. The KTV near my home is more interesting.”@@@@

Jiang Cheng pulled Fatty to the side. “The brothel is not just a place to help lost girls. The ladies here are split into levels. The higher-level ones know all kinds of arts. They know how to make the guests feel like they’re in heaven. They are not as easy to meet as you hope, or else they will cheapen themselves.” Jiang Cheng said with interest as he pointed at the stairs. “Plus, they will not work the first floor. They are normally upstairs.”