This is the first Charlie Chan book I've ever read.
I found it easy to read and surprisingly ahead of its time.
It was ahead of its time (1926) in a civil rights way. The legal authorities look down upon the smartest man in the novel, Charlie Chan. They see him as a dumb oriental.
When the criminals murder an oriental servant, the sheriff's department simply dismisses the murder because the man is of a different race. Even more than that, he suspects Chan (who is disguised as another house servant) because (to paraphrase) orientals are known to kill each other.
On the back cover of the book, Rex Stout says, "I would put Charlie Chan among the ten best fictional detectives."
I don't know if I'd go that far, but who am I to argue with Rex Stout? I see him as one of the geniuses of the genre.
When Chan solves the murder of a Chinese parrot who has witnessed a crime and then of the oriental house servant, Chan shows how smart and patient he is.
Patience is his forte. A wealthy woman who has come on hard times hires him to deliver a valuable string of pearls to an impatient buyer.
When Chan does so, he comes upon a scheme to defraud the woman and the buyer of the pearls. His patience and intelligence lead him to the truth.
I have to admit. I read this book for two reasons. I thought I should read at least one classic Charlie Chan book before I part this earth. And I liked the cover.
I probably saw the cover on one of the blogs I look at which feature book covers.
In any case, I found the story clearly written, readable, and worth the read. I will probably read the other five Charlie Chan books.