Durin's Diary

Chapter 131 Good evening, Louis
Peck Nash bought a newspaper from the dwarf newsboy. The young man in a black windbreaker looked at the situation on the street.

"The person should be in the small building behind you. Two guys just left and said they would never speak." The newsboy whispered while giving the change.

"It's a tip." Peck didn't take the change. He reached out and patted the dwarf's head, signaling him to stay away. The newsboy community in Copenhagen was very competitive. This newsboy in the organization had been in the west of the city before. This time, in order to find out the situation, he had obviously crossed the border.

He didn't want to have to dig out the dwarf's body from a sewer after pulling the Links cub out of the ghost gate.

"Thank you." The dwarf newsboy said and put on his newsboy cap - which meant he was not working.

Peck noticed that several halflings had gathered around him, but when they saw the newsboy finished his work, they smiled and dispersed.

Even selling newspapers requires territorial divisions. Copenhagen is quite strict. However, considering this is the territory of the Utari Brotherhood, it's very likely one of their people. With this in mind, Peck turned and walked towards the small building—he wanted to take a look and see where it would be easier to sneak in.

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Du Lin did not go looking for trouble with the newsboy - in public, the combination of two grassland elves and a dwarf newsboy was too conspicuous.

However, Higgins asked his men to drive away the newspaper boy, and Du Lin did not object - there must be some order in this world, whether the order is good or bad, it is always better than chaos.

Besides, according to Higgins, it was just a warning, after all, the newsboy was also a poor person.

If it were a tobacco vendor selling cigarettes with smiley mushrooms, Higgins's meaning would be simple: there are two rivers in Copenhagen, and one of them is suitable for this kind of illegal fishing.

Du Lin was quite appreciative of this. He would be happier if Higgins could avoid such an unconventional way of doing things - unfortunately, in order to play the role of an exile, Higgins and his father had to do this.

Just like an undercover agent, many times he doesn’t look like a human, and he doesn’t look like a ghost.

At least the upper elves of the grassland have never forgotten these poor people, and will not selectively forget their contributions.

Loyalty?
Are the original creator's detection camp and detection lies just for show?

There is a small window at the back of the small building, which is floor-to-ceiling. It should be the ventilation hole of the basement. Humans certainly cannot get in, but Du Lin and Higgins can.

Higgins stood up and took out a small piece of iron from the bag on his waist. He inserted it into the window and pushed it open.

"Easier to open than the legs of those harlots in Copenhagen." Higgins made a rare sharp comment as he put away the gadget in his hand.

"I heard that the last time Betty came to see you, it was because you opened the legs of the resentful woman in bed, right?" Du Lin asked in a low voice with a smile while confirming the situation inside the window.

"And her two daughters. The human world is much more absurd than our Elf Territory. Most of the time, I'm not the one taking the initiative, you know." Higgins was the first to climb in through the window. He confirmed that there were no traps in the small room in the basement, and then motioned for Durin to come in.

"I know. Have you taken the medicine?" Since he had started talking and the nearest human being was still on the third floor, Du Lin asked as he climbed through the window.

"There is also the partial giant growth technique. I have tried my best to satisfy them. Human beings are like a bottomless pit, you know." When Higgins said the last sentence, his face showed the vicissitudes of life unique to someone who has experienced it.

Yes, I also heard that you were chased and hacked to pieces for two blocks afterwards. Even the Highlander women were capable of doing that. You’re lucky that they didn’t squeeze your brains out.

Daju commented sharply.

Du Lin smiled.

Higgins followed Du Lin into the first floor. They both put their fingers to their mouths at the same time, so Higgins gently pushed the door back into place.

Du Lin and he leaned against the wall on either side.

After a while, a young man walked past the window.

In Du Lin's vision, the human being marked by the light spot was walking around the small building.

"It doesn't look like a patrol." Higgins was a little confused.

"Who knows? You don't want to go there for nothing, do you?" Du Lin said, pulling out the gun from the holster.

They are located in the kitchen on the first floor. There are two ways to go to the second floor, one is the vertical ladder in the kitchen and the other is the stairs.

There was a window on the other side of the stairs, so in order to avoid being seen, Du Lin chose to climb the stairs.

The ladder was made of wood. Although it was a little old, it still supported the grassland elf very well and did not make any strange noises.

Durin pushed open the second-floor door. It creaked slightly, but the arguing outside masked it. Higgins's men were indeed reliable, and the rapid-fire shouting and swearing between the halfling and the dwarf did give the illusion of a source of noise. In Durin's view, the two guys on the third floor had already poked their heads out the window to watch the fun.

It's good to watch the fun.

Du Lin motioned Higgins to follow him and walked up the stairs leading to the third floor.

The small door on the third floor was obviously oiled, and there was no unusual sound when it was pushed open, but the sound of footsteps on the floor still alerted the two guys.

The gun in Du Lin's hand fired, and the bullet passed through the high-efficiency silencer. The first shot hit the human closest to him. The bullet penetrated his eye socket and blood splattered on the curtains.

Another halfling was about to shout when Higgins hurled his axe at him, hitting him squarely in the head and knocking him over with a vase.

Du Lin immediately pointed the gun in his hand at the stairs to the fourth floor.

There was no unusual noise.

"Are the rooms in the human world so soundproof?" Higgins muttered as he pulled the axe out of the halfling's head.

Du Lin was a little confused when he opened the curtains, because in his sight, the guys upstairs were either sitting there or drinking tea, and the guy who had been hunting lynx from the beginning... was still hunting diligently.

Finally, everything had an answer when he touched the door on the fourth floor.

Soundproof barrier.

"Wait a minute." Du Lin said, and took out a 50-round drum magazine from the magazine pouch on his waist and replaced it.

"How many rounds?" Higgins had never seen this thing before, so he asked curiously.

"50 rounds, with a fine gold spring. I only have one." Du Lin replied with a smile.

"Just by listening to it I can tell it's very expensive. How can I fight once I get in?" Since there is a soundproof barrier, Higgins is not worried about the people inside hearing anything.

"The barrier is fixed and has fixed arcane energy. Kill the biggest threat first. I'll leave the people by the door to you." After Du Lin finished speaking, he pulled out a dagger from Higgins' waist and pushed the door open with the knife in his left hand.

In the first second, the knife in Higgins' left hand stabbed into the crotch of the man at the door. As he fell to his knees while howling, the axe in Higgins's hand fell on his forehead.

Dulin and Higgins pointed their guns in their right hands at the two gentlemen who were sitting on the sofa playing cards. They looked surprised, but the bullets in the two guns could not wait. The GLOCK33 in Dulin's hand had already turned to full-automatic mode. With a short burst of three mm bullets, the entire back of the white-haired gentleman's head turned into an embellishment on the wall.

The 11mm revolver dumdum bullet fired from Higgins's revolver penetrated the young gentleman's neck and directly tore his artery.

While the young gentleman was struggling to death while covering his wound, Du Lin pointed his gun at the monster from another world - it was a ferocious alien with six legs, a mouth, and four big eyeballs.

Hexapoda is its scientific name, and it is very good at hand-to-hand combat using its four front limbs and its mouth with 176 teeth.

So Du Lin pulled the trigger. At this moment, the shell casings gushed out from the ejection port of GLOCK33 like a fountain, and the ten-millimeter bullets sprayed on the monster's head without any restraint.

Dum-dum bullet, armor-piercing inscription, the six-legged tearing beast subconsciously wanted to use its forelimbs to block something, but the next second, the bullet had broken its two small forelimbs and directly turned its ugly head into meat paste.

The gun in Higgins's hand also fired, but not at the monster, but at the young man who was drawing his gun.

As the young man was shot and fell to the ground, Du Lin pressed the eject button, threw out the empty magazine and loaded a new magazine.

Then he came up to the young man.

"Mr. Louis of the Irving family, Copenhagen looks big, but when you measure it with your feet, it seems small, right?"

Du Lin sighed and kicked the gun away from the young man.

Higgins picked up the drum and returned it to Durin. He looked at the young man on the ground and smiled. "Why did I say that on that sunny slope? The Bishop doesn't like people going against his will. Retribution will come quickly for your usurpation."

　Say it.

　　There are no named techniques in this world, such as the grappling palm technique.

　　There is no resurrection spell either.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)