As a town famous for its freedom and wildness, New Orleans has more than a dozen red light districts.
Taverns, brothels, casinos and all shops that can amplify human desire are available here. Countless people make a living and enjoy themselves.
People often think that this is the underground world of New Orleans. Only those who are really at large know that the real underground world will never float on the surface.
Charles Street.
This is perhaps the most orderly place in this town.
There are no casinos, no brothels, no wandering drunken drunkards in the streets, and no sneaky brokers in the shadow.
There are only rows of regular shops on both sides of the street, including ready-made clothes, groceries, catering and decoration
Looking at the floor glass with bright and clean windows, it is hard for ordinary people to think that the [old tavern], the core of the underground world of New Orleans, will be hidden deep underground.
Order and chaos are so close.
At eight in the evening, Katrina opened the door of the old tavern.
She wore her usual crisp men''s clothes.
The loose white shirt covers the slim figure, and the hem is tied at the waist to wrap up the waist.
The lower body is Khaki tight breeches, which wrap the big legs and outline a straight and round hook curve.
The waistband hung loosely in the breeches and waist, with a sword on the left and a gun on the right. It was capable and publicized.
A pair of dark brown high leather boots stepped on their feet, cluttering, cluttering, and walked all the way to the bar with the gentle shaking of the doorbell.
"Bach, a rum, thank you."
At first hearing her voice, Bach with one eye raised his head in surprise: "damn... Red hair! Are you still alive?"
"Satan seems to be afraid of me going to hell to spread the gospel. As you can see, I survived at the cost of my ship and the lives of 73 people on board."
"That black mamba..."
"Revenge is over." Katrina''s voice dropped. "Whether they go to heaven or hell, they can at least rest."
Bach''s one eye flashed, quickly took out a glass from the cabinet, filled it with ice, filled it with wine, and smashed it in front of Katrina.
"Your special wine glass, red hair."
"Bao inquired about Bach... I really can''t let you know anything."
Katrina began to recount her adventures.
"I was attacked by Amy fillard and sank off the east coast of Barbados. The whole ship died. Only I survived and fled to bashiba."
"In bashiba, I met a noble young master of England. His name was Drake."
"Drake?" Bach''s voice trembled with excitement.
"It''s the Drake," Katrina smiled. "Unfortunately, he''s English."
"I deceived him with a pseudonym, boarded his ship, and used his ship as bait to sink the serpent and the tusk west of Bridgeton. The rattlesnake escaped, and the remaining sailors, including Amy fillard, were exiled to nearby reefs and could not survive."
"After avenging the crew, I got off the ship in Kingston and went around to the port of Spain, where I joined the smuggling ship Jackdaw and became the chief mate there, and now I am."
"You joined the smuggling ship? No more pirates?"
"No, I''m a little tired."
Bach sighed: "the red rose of the Caribbean has abandoned the Pirate Code, which will be heavy news. Red hair, people don''t talk secretly. Who has the keepsake of the pirate king now? Drake, your new captain, or Amy fillard who doesn''t know life and death?"
"They''re not in my hand," Katrina smiled. "I don''t know where they are."
"How much is it?"
"It has nothing to do with money, old friend."
Bach frowned: "if it''s not for money... Are you here to announce your retirement?"
"The captain is going to America." Katrina lined up five gold pounds on the table one by one. "Bach, I need some useful information."
"News from the United States..."
"Bermuda has replaced a new sub fleet commander. Like your Savior, his surname is Drake."
"The establishment of the mainland sub fleet has also been adjusted, including the third-class ship lion, the fifth-class ship rostovt, the sixth class ship badger and antelope, and the overall combat effectiveness has been greatly improved."
"Ten days ago, Lieutenant Drake launched a new round of mainland blockade, the main target is Baltimore, the smuggling ship suffered heavy losses, and the French navy is organizing the breaking of diplomatic relations."
"Jackson suffered a political defeat in Boston. Because of the active performance of the French navy in the naval battle, the U.S. Navy revitalization plan he supported lost the majority support of the Continental Congress."
"His good friend Edmund Haite is in an economic crisis. The two new destroyers being built at Haite dock are discontinued. Jackson may face charges of wasting taxes."
"According to relevant information, the Netherlands is ready to support France''s attack on British colonies in the Caribbean to interfere with governor Drake''s blockade plan on the Mainland..."
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At the time of Katrina''s party with her old friends, two strangers came to the secret entrance of the old tavern.
Those are acharin and Daniel in Grand clothes.
Today''s Daniel has equipped himself with a full set of gentlemen''s dresses, decorated his chest with colorful feather brooches, combined with his cold face and blond hair, which is very much like the French nobles who are going to dinner.
Acharin''s clothes are even more exaggerated. He is retro all over. He steps on the flag previously set by Lorraine without leakage.
Sling socks, high heels, feather caps, lace edges, a pair of exaggerated red, white and blue colored sleeves, like balls, are adorned on both sides of the shoulders, and the heavy foundation is covered with pasty faces, making the skin pale as a new brickwork wall.
As a real mainland aristocrat, he has received comprehensive and orthodox social training and has corresponding details.
This means that as long as he wants, he can disguise himself as a unique feminine gentleman in European upper class society at any time.
Like now.
He tilted his orchid finger, hooked out the pocket watch in his close chest pocket, opened the dial and glanced at it casually.
"What good clothes! How can the captain scoff at such fine aristocratic etiquette?"
His tone of voice is more delicate than the most delicate lady. At the same time, he always sends out high and arrogant elegance and aura. Even the handsome Daniel is taken away by him and retreats to the edge, like an unknown follower.
Daniel said expressionless, "in your eyes, is there anything on the captain that can touch the slender?"
"It doesn''t matter, Daniel." acharin sighed, "it''s almost time. Is this where we''re going?"
"Ancient Daryl French charm. According to the information provided by Ms. dipo, the old wine shop is on the ground floor of this shop."
Acharin could not help frowning: "why does the tavern have to be built in the basement of the ready-made clothes shop?"
"I heard it was a gathering place during the peaceful coup." Daniel explained the origin of the old tavern without expression, "Although the first governor of Spain was enlightened, in order to prevent the French people in the city from inciting the crowd, he still issued a ban on assembly. At that time, the French leader goodariel dug out such a basement under his ready-made clothes shop and invited every non Spanish white man to come in and drink and do great things. Over time, it became an underground building Open pubs, even the way to enter pubs, have become some kind of ceremony. "
"Pubs need to be open. How can a pub that retains the tradition of secret gatherings attract guests?"
"Secret meeting?" Daniel glanced at acharin, took a step forward and opened the door. "You overestimate your compatriots. How can the French know what a secret meeting is? They just created a complex and meaningless weird ceremony as the entrance ceremony of the tavern, which is no different from most taverns asking their guests whether they are adults before entering the tavern."
"How do you know?"
"The ceremony is engraved on the door leaf." Daniel knocked on the door panel at hand. "Look at the handwriting. It has been engraved for years."