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They bickered all morning until the white-haired detective climbed onto the roof, dragged the young man down, and ended the drama. The police checked Mr. Lynn’s documents and papers, then telephoned his counterpart in London to confirm that Mr. Lynn was indeed a real lawyer.

To prove his competence, Mr. Lynn also showed off his excellent debating skills.

“You say Mr. Chester is practicing medicine without a license? Have you seen him perform surgery on a patient? No? Since you have no evidence that he practiced medicine, how can you arrest him? I remind you, gentlemen of the police, that my client, Mr. Chester, is a decent gentleman. Some of my friends in the media would be very interested in the unjustified treatment he has suffered in your police department!”

Under his words and coercion, even Z had to admit that the evidence for arresting Duan FeiZhou was insufficient, and he had to be released. Standing on the steps in front of the police station, Duan FeiZhou breathed in the scent of freedom, sweet and fragrant!

Palmer threw a cynical look at Duan FeiZhou as Z and Xenophon escorted the two suspects past him. Xenophon grabbed him by the head, and forced him to look straight ahead.

“Goodbye and good luck, boy. Looks like we’ll be meeting again in London,” Xenophon said. “Alas, I would like to inherit a large sum of money, but I don’t have any rich uncles…”

Duan FeiZhou watched them board a police carriage with iron bars and looked especially reluctantly at Z. He wished Z would turn around, look at him and say a word or two to him. However Z just roughly threw Palmer into the carriage, and closed the door with a bang.

The pot-bellied Mr. Lynn propped himself up with his cane, lifted the brim of his hat, and smiled at Duan FeiZhou, “Mr. Chester…may I call you Leo?”

“Sure, everyone calls me that.” Duan FeiZhou said casually as he gazed at the occasional glimpse of white between the carriage rails.

“Excellent. I think you must come with me to London. There are many formalities to be completed, and there are also some property dispositions that need your advice. When can we depart?”

“I have to go back and pack my things. I think tomorrow will be fine.”

The police carriage left. Duan FeiZhou sighed despondently and walked down the steps side by side with the lawyer. Duan FeiZhou asked, “Mr. Lynn, why did Uncle leave me all his property?” 

The lawyer shook his small head, which was out of proportion to his body, “Because you are his only living relative.”

“I haven’t seen him for a long time. He didn’t even come to my father’s funeral.”

“He hadn’t heard from his family for over a decade, and he didn’t even know about your father’s death. It wasn’t until he was in poor health that he entrusted me to find out the whereabouts of his brother’s family. After some inquiries, I learned that your father had passed away three years ago.”

Mr. Lynn raised his cane and stopped a hired carriage to go to Duan FeiZhou’s residence on Mire Street. Mr. Lynn was shocked to hear that Duan FeiZhou had lived here since his father passed away. He stared at the dilapidated house with a look that said, ‘Can this place be lived in?’ As Duan FeiZhou packed his bags, he lamented, “You really suffered. I should have come earlier.”

Duan FeiZhou walked out of the door with his pathetically small amount of luggage in his arms.

“Are you all packed? Let’s go! We can stay in the hotel tonight…” Mr. Lynn couldn’t wait to get out of this horrible place.

A high-pitched, shrill voice came from not far away, “Oh, Doctor Chester, you’re moving?” 

A middle-aged man in a suit sauntered over. He was short, not dissimilar to Mr. Lynn, but much thinner. He had fashionable sideburns, a gold pocket watch chain dangling from the pocket of his suit vest, and he exuded an air of megalomania everywhere he went.

Duan FeiZhou stared at him. “Dr. Stone.”

The man was Wharf Street’s Dr. Stone, Duan FeiZhou’s biggest rival. Although Dr. Stone’s clinic was on Wharf Street, it wasn’t far from Mire Street. Almost all the residents here used to be his clients. Dr. Stone charged a lot of money, and even though the residents of Mire Street were already destitute, he tried to squeeze every last penny out of them.

Of course, that was broken when Duan FeiZhou moved in. Duan FeiZhou, who charged low (and sometimes free) fees, stole his money. He always held a grudge against Duan FeiZhou.

Ruth’s father was supposed to be his patient, but he wanted so much money that Ruth’s family couldn’t afford to pay for the medical treatment, so they came to Duan FeiZhou for help. Needless to say, Dr. Stone probably hated him with a passion.

“I heard that you were arrested last night for practicing medicine without a license?” Dr. Stone pretended to look concerned, but his tone was full of complacency. “Nowadays, young people, who have not even studied properly in medical school, dare to call themselves doctors, which is simply irresponsible to patients’ lives! Mr. Chester, you should do some soul-searching in the future. When you finish medical school, you are welcome to come back!”

Duan FeiZhou grunted coldly, “I’m not coming back. I’m going to London.”

“London?” Dr. Stone was stunned. “You…Aren’t you going to prison?”

Mr. Lynn smiled kindly. “Mr. Chester has inherited a fortune from his uncle, and I’m taking him to London to do the paperwork.”

Dr. Stone’s eyes darted back and forth between Duan FeiZhou’s and Mr. Lynn’s faces to make sure they weren’t teaming up to tease him.

“I’ve heard of your uncle.” Dr. Stone’s face turned a vivid purple. “He was chased away by his brother, your father, for misbehavior in his early years. People say he went to London to do some shady business. I wonder what you inherited from him? I hope it’s a bunch of IOUs! Ha! Ha!”

He laughed twice, but not with much energy.

Mr. Lynn said, with some displeasure, “Please don’t spread rumors about Mr. Joseph Chester or I’ll sue you for slander. Mr.  Joseph Chester was one of the most decent men I ever met. He worked as a translator and typist in London, which was a respectable job. I suppose since he saved some of his fortunes to leave to his nephew, that there is nothing wrong with that?”

Dr. Stone’s body trembled with anger. Nonetheless, he quickly calmed down and smiled. “So your uncle was a typist, Mr. Chester. I understand that job doesn’t pay very well, so I don’t know how much he could have left you.”

Mr. Lynn said, in as polite a tone as he could manage, “Mr. Joseph Chester did not leave much in the way of savings. After taxes and fees, it’s only about five hundred pounds.”

Duan FeiZhou looked at the lawyer in shock. 500 pounds?

In the Sherlock Holmes series, Watson’s salary was eleven shillings and sixpence a day. Twelve pence to the shilling. Twenty shillings to a pound. Translated, Watson’s annual salary was about two hundred pounds and this was the income of a well-trained military doctor. Dr. Stone should be similar and it would take him more than two years without food and drink to save up five hundred pounds!

Dr. Stone clenched his fist and squeezed out a mocking smile, “That’s…That’s quite a lot. But, Mr. Chester, prices in London are very high, so you must be careful not to sit on your laurels! After all, you don’t even have a decent job!”

Mr. Lynn said, “I’m worried about that, Doctor. As a friend of Joseph Chester’s, I will make sure that his nephew takes his studies seriously and gets a decent job. Joseph bought some stocks and bonds during his lifetime, and their interest amounts to about one hundred and twenty pounds a year. As long as he saves a little, he can still barely have enough to spend.”

Duan FeiZhou stared at Mr. Lynn in horror. One hundred and twenty pounds per year in interest alone? Do you call this a settlement? Barely? What kind of absolute golden pot was this?

Dr. Stone looked like he was suffocating. He patted himself on the chest, leveled his breathing, and said fiercely, “You are very fortunate, Mr. Chester, and it seems that you will be well provided for in London. But I have to remind you, you live alone. Perhaps the money is enough, but as a man, you have to start a family! Your spending will go up once you have more people in your family! London is much more expensive than Aberdeen. Your future wife probably won’t want to live in a rented house, will she?”

Mr. Lynn said politely, “Joseph Chester left an estate. The first and second floors are rented out, and the third floor is his. Leo can live there perfectly. If he needs more space when he has a family, he can have the first and second floors back. However, then the rent will be lost, which is a pity. The good thing is that the rent isn’t much, just a hundred pounds a year, so the loss is not too big.”

Duan FeiZhou was about to faint. What kind of fortune was this? He could now lie still every day, have an income comparable to Watson’s and a property that was entirely his!

Dr. Stone could no longer speak, and only stared at Duan FeiZhou with cynicism and hatred.  Duan FeiZhou no longer cared about him. The three years of hard work were totally worth it! In the future, he didn’t even have to work hard. He had been given a salted fish life, and he didn’t have to worry about food and drink!

When the residents of Mire Street heard that Duan FeiZhou had inherited his uncle’s estate, they flocked to him, and in a flash, they crowded Dr. Stone to the periphery. His diminutive figure was utterly swamped by the crowd and could no longer be seen.

“Doctor Chester, you are going to London?”

“I heard that you have inherited a large sum of money!”

“Doctor Chester has been rewarded by God for his good deeds!”

One child tugged on his mother’s apron, and asked in a low voice, “Who will we see when Doctor Chester is gone?”

The mother glared at him, and scolded in a low voice, “Don’t you dare spoil the doctor’s fun!”

Patients who had been treated by Duan FeiZhou lined up to say goodbye, and Ruth came with her father, who was on crutches, an empty pant leg swaying in the wind. He took Duan FeiZhou’s long fingers in his big, calloused hands, a big smile emerging from his disheveled beard, “Remember to write to us, Doctor Chester, we’ll always write back.”

Duan FeiZhou had lived here for three years. It was such a long time, yet it seemed like a snap of the fingers. Now that he was suddenly leaving, it would be a lie to say that he was not the least bit sad. After he left, what would the residents of Mire Street do?

On second thought, when he had money and a license to practice medicine, he might be able to come back and open an actual clinic and crush that old rascal Stone’s business. He waved goodbye to the residents of Mire Street and boarded a carriage with Mr. Lynn, who had already booked a ticket back to London for tomorrow.

From now on, he was really going to be on top of his game, Duan FeiZhou thought with joy. He’ll go to London, do some paperwork, and then inherit his uncle’s wealthy estate. It couldn’t sound simpler, could it? What could go wrong?

 

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WangXian31
November 9, 2022 11:28 am

What could go wrong indeed… 🧙‍♂️😁
Isn’t it telling, that the poor with hard lives are the happiest for him, not spoiling his good fortune with their own worries of what they’ll do without him; whilst the wealthier Doctor is jealous and sour.
Thanks for translating and editing.

Black Lotus On the Halfmoon
Black Lotus On the Halfmoon
December 18, 2022 6:42 am

Do not jinxed it, man.. 🥱

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