This house was a very important place, used to contact certain important people.
The Chairman of the Board of the Federal Savings Bank was a very cautious man. He was unwilling to discuss these matters over the phone--
After learning that telephone operators had once connected calls, and that calls might be recorded, he became even less willing to discuss anything private or important over the phone.
Even though automatic exchanges were already in use, he still believed that telephones were unsafe and unreliable.
As a wealthy man, a man above other men, he sometimes suffered from an inexplicable persecution complex! In truth, older people were all like this to some extent. Anxiety about aging filled them with all kinds of negative emotions.
And a persecution complex was one of the more common ones. They always felt that someone with ill intentions wanted to harm them, including the possibility of having their private information stolen by despicable operators who recorded their phone calls.
So he needed a secure place where he could issue task instructions.
The visitor wore a woolen wide-brimmed hat and a trench coat, with the collar turned up and his head lowered.
The moment he entered the house, he saw the Chairman of the Board standing in the living room, but he did not approach him.
"I hear the winds have been strong lately. A ship will be going out to sea this weekend, and it may encounter danger."
"There's a note on the shoe cabinet to your left. It records the time it will leave and its destination. Memorize it and leave it for me, just like every time before!"
The visitor glanced at the snow-white sheet of paper on the shoe cabinet. He picked it up and looked at it--he was wearing gloves, very thin