Mystery: The Star Key

Unexpectedly, the drummer and trumpeter Starlet Carter appeared in front of him.

A tall former sailor with a wooden leg.

Starlight is very burly. When he lowered his head and entered Igna's room, the originally cramped space seemed to become extremely crowded in an instant.

"Dalot, good evening." Starlet nodded and said hello to Igna.

Ignat couldn't see any expression on Starlet's dark face. With the corners of his mouth curled up, it looks like he wants to collect debts from Igna.

But Igna was familiar with the former tax collector, knew that he always looked like this, and knew that he didn't owe money.

So Igna gave Starlet a friendly smile.

"Good evening, Starlet." Igna said, "Is there something wrong?"

"Yeah." Starlet gave Igna a friendly smile. After a pause, he seemed a little embarrassed and asked, "Do you have any performance arrangements for the morning after tomorrow?"

"No, what's the matter?" Igna was a little surprised, not knowing why Starlet was embarrassed.

Is it because the performance was scheduled for the morning?

It is indeed rare to book a performance in the morning. Although Igna's morning performances are cheaper, most people don't watch performances in the morning.

Igna pressed down the doubts in his heart and did not speak, but looked at Starlet.

"It's scheduled for the day after tomorrow." A shy smile appeared on Starlet's dark face, and he handed the banknotes in his hands to Ignatius.

These banknotes are likely to have a damp feeling because they have been held in the hand for too long.

And there are a total of two soles of performance reservations, two-thirds of which are copper pennies.

Igna squeezed the deposit, vaguely feeling that something was wrong. It's not like the money someone who can book his show can give.

Even if the money given by the orphanage is almost the same, but they are not so moist.

The money was so wet that it seemed to be in my hand all the time!

"Where are you going to perform? For whom?" Igna asked instead of accepting the money immediately.

Starlight was silent for a while before saying, "I'll come to you at nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. Go to the port."

"Perform for the children. I'll take you there the day after tomorrow."

After speaking, the silent and tall sailor nodded slightly towards Igna, and without giving him a chance to ask any more questions, he exited the room and closed the door.

"It's weird," Ignatius muttered.

But he actually had a good impression of the former sailor.

Although the former sailor has always had a serious expression, in fact, he is a very gentle person. Ignatius was often seen making dolls and toys for little Rachel. Also squat down to talk to Rachel and play with Rachel.

So, Ignatius finally accepted this somewhat weird reservation fee.

"Anyway, if you want to act as a master of jugglers, who is acting for who isn't acting?"

Igna thought indifferently. Then, he began to summarize his "rules of playing master jugglers".

This is the most important thing at hand.

-

"Starlight, are you ready?" Igna knocked on the door.

He got up early today, and before Starlight came to him, he took the initiative to find him.

The former sailor had apparently also taken leave and was now sitting on a chair in the tent.

However, when Igna stopped him, he didn't turn back immediately, but instead subconsciously shoved the things in his hands into his arms.

"Why are you here, Dalot? Isn't the time yet?"

Starlet stood up with his wooden legs and crutches, his movements were a little flustered, and he almost failed to stand still.

"The information you gave yesterday was a little bit lacking. Let me ask you some specifics." Seeing this scene, Igna immediately stopped walking forward and leaned against the door casually.

"I want to ask, do you know what kind of children you are going to show this time."

This is a very important issue.

Only yesterday Ignatius seriously thought about the rules for acting as a master juggler that he had concluded.

The conclusion reached yesterday is that if the core of the trick master lies in "fooling" and "swindling".

So, Igna is like, assuming that people who can "watch the performance" think that what he is performing is real, can it be "fooling" in a deeper sense?

Now, he is performing in the circus, and although he can "deceive" the eyes of many people, he is just eyes.

Ignatius wanted to make some breakthroughs, so he asked Starlight specifically to re-tailor a special performance for his client.

"..." Starlet was silent.

Igna was a little puzzled. Is this a hard question?

After a while, Igna saw Starlight's closed lips move.

"It's a child," Starlet replied, "a seven-year-old who likes to play in the port... a child of fourteen."

"This time, I want to invite you to do a public performance at the pier, so that children who like to play in the harbour can watch your performance." Starlet said.

Ignatius was a little embarrassed.

What's the difference between this answer...and no answer?

Ignatius could only maintain an embarrassed and polite smile, and asked more bluntly: "Is there no more special performance object? There is always a boy or girl you want to perform, right?"

"You know, my performances will customize what they like most for the children and give them the most unique performance."

"She... likes flowers, likes daisies. She's very good. She likes playing in the port, and she likes small animals." Starlet was silent for a while before answering.

"Okay, then I understand."

Igna did not ask any further questions.

The trick master can always pay attention to the feedback of every attention. And Igna felt that Starlight's performance was not right.

"Then... I'll go back and prepare again. We'll leave on time at nine o'clock, okay?" Igna said after thinking about it.

Even if he didn't know what happened, Igna knew that for Starlight, this performance was of great significance.

"Yeah." Starlight nodded, "Okay."

-

Ignatius and Starlet took a circus carriage to the port.

After the coachman Willard left the two of them, he went to run a private business, leaving Igna, Starlet, and Rachel in the port.

When they went out, there were only Igna and Starlet, but Rachel knew about their itinerary somehow.

The little angel of the circus was invited by Starlight to become a fellow member.

"Is it performing right here?" Igna asked suspiciously, looking at the port where the crowds came and went.

This is completely different from what he thought!

Even if it was a public welfare performance, since he was the master of juggling, shouldn't it be a certain room in the port? !

After all, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The master juggler is an indoor profession!

"Well, yes, just perform here." Starlight replied, looking at the port, his eyes were a little hollow, and he seemed to be in the depths of the ocean at this time.

Ignatius: "..."

Starlight has paid off the performance fee on the way.

So, at this moment, the gold lord Starlet had already found a place to sit down with Rachel in his arms.

The dark-skinned ex-sailor raised his chin towards Igna, in a "start your show please" look.

"..."

And taking money to do things, Ignat, who eats soft-mouthed, can only look at the pier with more people than seagulls in front of him.

Ignatius: "..."

Seagull: "..."

"How should this be performed." Smelling the sea breeze mixed with the sour smell of coal, Igna looked at the bustling port.

There are many people here.

However, most of them were busy beside the ship. And, basically, adults.

Those who have jobs carry the goods back and forth, and those who do not have jobs are also squatting in the port, searching for job opportunities with those pairs of eyes, hoping that there will be boatmen who come to recruit people.

No one has time to watch the show.

Here, Igna didn't even see a few children.

Thinking about it, the average parent should not allow their children to play here. There are too many cars and boats, and the population is too mixed.

Where can there be children who like to play in the port?

"Otherwise, change your thinking and see how to attract the attention of those sailors?"

Ignatius, who was thinking about how to perform with the little pigeon, the little flower, and the little rabbit, suddenly heard a child's exclamation.