Chapter 1370 Bill

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Just when Wu Fan was worried about what to do, a slightly childish voice sounded in his ears.

Wu Fan raised his head and looked at the other person. He was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with white skin, brown hair, and brown eyes. His eyes were lively and his expression was respectful.

"Are you Chinese?" Wu Fan asked subconsciously.

The reason why Wu Fan asked this was because when the other party just spoke, he used Chinese dialect, and it was also standard Mandarin.

However, as soon as Wu Fan asked this question, he realized that he had said it wrong. The other person's skin color and appearance were obviously not Chinese.

"Reality, I am not from China, I am from Kamari City." The young man replied, still speaking fluent Mandarin.

"A local?" Wu Fan said in surprise: "Your Chinese is quite standard. If you close your eyes and just listen to the voice, I absolutely believe that you are a Chinese."

"Thank you for the compliment, sir." The young man said, "I learned this by myself and from the guests who stayed here on business. In addition to Chinese, I can also speak several languages. If sir, you need a guide or a translator, I can help. ”

The young man's words made Wu Fan feel a little ashamed. At such a young age, he could speak multiple languages, so he was infinitely better than himself.

"I do need a guide and translator." Wu Fan said, putting aside the shame in his heart.

The young man's eyes brightened obviously, and he said quickly: "Sir, you can hire me, I am definitely a qualified guide and translator, and the price is cheap, only one hundred coins, which is equivalent to two hundred Chinese coins. "

It seems that this young man can not only speak Chinese, but also knows the exchange ratio of money.

Two hundred Chinese coins a day is indeed not much. It seems that although the Kamali City is prosperous, not everyone is rich. The young man in front of him is obviously not a rich person.

Of course, if he had money, he wouldn't do this.

"There's nothing wrong with the price." Wu Fan said, "I can even increase the price ten times."

ten times?

The boy's eyes were bright and the corners of his mouth were raised. It was obvious that he was very happy.

However, what surprised Wu Fan was that he quickly calmed down, and instead of agreeing immediately, he asked: "Sir, what do you need me to do?"

Wu Fan glanced at the other person approvingly. The young man's mind was really flexible: "I need you to help me find out something."

"What happened?"

"A few days ago, on the sea some distance from here, there was a fleet of ships that suddenly disappeared with people and cargo. I want to know who did that and where are those people who disappeared now." Wu Fan said .

"It turns out that sir is here for this matter." The young man said.

"Oh, do you know about this?" Wu Fan asked quickly.

"Well, I heard someone talk about it in the bar before." The boy said.

"Then do you know what happened? Who did it?" Wu Fan asked.

"I don't know." The young man shook his head and said, "A lot of people have heard about this, but not many people really know about it. I didn't pay too much attention to it before. If sir, you want to know, I can ask."

"Okay, as long as you can get useful information, money is not an issue." Wu Fan said.

"Thank you, sir." the boy said.

"Now, take me to a nearby hotel." Wu Fan said.

"Sir, please come with me."

There is still no clue about the matter, so Wu Fan will naturally not leave for the time being.

Under the leadership of the young man, Wu Fan successfully checked into a hotel. There were many hotels here, including many high-end hotels. Most of the people who would stay here were merchant ships and generally were not short of money.

After checking in, Wu Fan did not go back to the room, but said, "Let's go have a meal, and then find a lively bar. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, sir." The young man nodded.

The two of them walked towards the outside of the hotel. On the way, Wu Fan asked, "What's your name?"

"Sir, you can call me Bill." The young man said.

"Bill, how did you know that I am Chinese?" Wu Fan asked.

Before, when Bill took the initiative to strike up a conversation, he used Chinese dialect, which showed that the other party judged that Wu Fan was Chinese from the beginning. In fact, in the eyes of many Westerners, Chinese people, people from plaster country, and people from kimchi country There is no difference between people on the surface, and it is difficult to distinguish them from their appearance.

"Through some details." Bill said: "In the eyes of many people, there is no difference between the Chinese people, the people from the plaster country and the people from the kimchi country. But in my opinion, the differences between the people from the three countries are still very obvious. As long as you look carefully, Just observe carefully.”

"The eyes are good." Wu Fan smiled.

The two of them had a meal at a local restaurant, and Wu Fan also had the opportunity to taste the food at that time. However, the variety and taste made Wu Fan slightly disappointed. The cooking techniques here were too simple.

However, Wu Fan was not here for vacation, so he didn't pay too much attention to the taste of the food. He took a few bites and then stopped. Bill, on the other hand, ate big mouthfuls with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"How about it? Do you want another one?" Wu Fan asked with a smile when he saw Bill finishing the food on the plate.

"Is that okay?" Bill asked cautiously.

This restaurant was chosen by Wu Fan. It is a very famous restaurant here. Eating here is an extremely luxurious thing for ordinary people here. Bill used to be a translator and guide for many guests. He also ate with guests, but he had never eaten in a good restaurant here.

"Of course no problem." Wu Fan smiled.

Then, at Wu Fan's signal, the waiter served Bill another portion. Bill first thanked Wu Fan and then ate it with big mouthfuls.

During the meal, Wu Fan chatted with Bill casually. He did not ask about the missing persons, but was more interested in Bill's situation. Bill did not hide Wu Fan's questions and answered them one by one.

From the chat, Wu Fan learned that Bill was indeed a local. He was an orphan. His parents died when he was young. He grew up by begging. He did not go to school, but with his flexible mind, he not only knew a lot of words, but also mastered multiple languages, which has become his means of survival now.

"Bill, are there many people like you here?" Wu Fan asked.

"A lot." Bill stopped what he was doing and said, "I have a group of good friends, and their situations are similar to mine."

Wu Fan nodded silently and said nothing.