Durin's Diary

Chapter 133 Ordinary is Joy

Fisher lit a cigarette for himself and looked at the cigarette box in his hand. It was Eastern cigarettes, which were sent into the secret police system by this kid Du Lin through his connections. The cigarettes were good and had a therapeutic effect on the lungs. The young man was sensible and knew how to make money. He had a bright future and unlimited potential.

Thinking of this, and hearing the screams from above, the old man sitting on the back of the car looked up at the big foot standing in the gap on the third floor. The latter shook his head and said, "Almost half of the fourth floor was blown away. The master wizard said the explosion point was over there by the furnace."

Then the boy raised the half arm in his hand: "It's the only thing we found, and we don't know who it belongs to."

Fisher nodded. The head of the secret police was not surprised by this. It was an indisputable fact that the heirs of Northernism, the assassins and saboteurs of the Second Northernism, had recently bought a lot of good things from the Eastern Elf Territory, including exquisite firearms, useful healing ointments, and this thing called a fish frying tool.

Fisher laughed and spat - using this thing to fry fish was as ridiculous as asking a wizard to electrocute fish.

How can we check if military supplies from the Eastern Elf Territory flow into the hands of the Second Northerners without restraint?

It cannot be checked because smuggling is everywhere. Whether it is them, the nobles, or even the secret police themselves, they have obtained a lot of good things from "a warehouse in the Eastern Elf Territory where the smugglers robbed the warehouse."

Therefore, it is really impossible to check, because no one knows what trouble the grassland elves will cause when they are forced into a corner by humans. What if they slam all the transaction lists on the table? Then everyone will have to explain what is written on the list in front of His Majesty, which will be too offensive.

As for Lord Louis Irving, whose life or death cannot be confirmed... people will die eventually. I hope that the Irving family, with its dwindling population, can hold on.

Thinking of this, the old man turned his head to look outside the cordon. The Alvin family had already arrived. The women always came in crying, which was nothing new. Fisher turned around to take another puff of his cigarette, then stood up to greet the members of the Alvin family.

As for today's incident, he planned to use the explosion of the arcane heating stove using whale oil as an excuse to close the case - after all, that was what the noble wizard who conducted the on-site investigation thought.

Just let him take the blame. Life is such a bad thing, just let it go on.

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When Du Lin returned to the market, the girls were still petting the dark-skinned, bald tiger, who was lying there obediently.

Mr. Cole bought a pair of badger pups for his children.

After Dulin taught little Cole the technique of communicating with badgers, the child was so happy as if he had discovered a new world.

"The hunter system has its own way of communicating, but it doesn't matter." Karina, who came over, made a sharp comment.

Now that everything was alright, the group left the market and went home in Mr. Cole's car.

After leaving Mr. Cole's house, Karina stayed beside Du Lin without saying a word.

"Your Higgins is fine, but he's busy right now." Du Lin said this, and when he looked at Karina, he noticed the tears in the corners of her eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I used to wonder why he would sleep with a human woman. It was only after Fabien's death that I realized the Utari family had been serving the Circle all along. Higgins's life was even more dangerous than Fabien's, so I forgave his foolish behavior."

"Thank you for your forgiveness. The Utari family has been serving the Circle since Higgins's father. Remember not to tell anyone." Du Lin added with a smile.

"I know, but I just forgave his foolish behavior. I can ignore him rolling around with human women, but I have a mental disorder. After you left, I thought about it for a long time and found that I am a jealous woman..." At this point, Karina sighed: "Is it awkward for me?"

"No, each of us is just an ordinary life. Identity and status cannot change our weakness in consciousness. Higgins had to do that for intelligence. I hope you can understand him." Du Lin said with a smile.

"Of course I understand. I also know that his life has not been easy, but this has something to do with my mysophobia..." "You're possessive," Dulin pointed out the logical flaw in Karina's words. "You say you have mysophobia, but have you ever considered that life in this world has never been spotless?" Karina was stunned. She thought for a while and finally sighed. "Yes, I am possessive. You're right, Dulin. When I think about this guy having affairs with human women, and the many times he has done that, I get jealous and want to kill them and him."

Du Lin nodded in understanding: "Isn't that right?"

"What about you, Anta, you're pursued by different boys every day at the academy."

"Did she beat them?"

In response to Karina's chatter, Du Lin asked back.

This question really stumped the girl. She thought about it and nodded: "Yes."

"That's right, what should I worry about? When I'm not around, Anta is able to protect himself, so why should I be jealous?" When he said this, the smile on Du Lin's face was almost wrinkled.

Karina finally blushed and said "Pooh", then walked quickly towards Dulin's house without looking back.

Miss Karina, your lover sold his body for the ring, and it seems that he also enjoyed it because he got sex.

As for me, when I was not around, Anta had already learned to drive away those useless trash on his own, so what should I worry about?

After all, there are differences between people, between you and me.

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The dinner was prepared by the two older girls. Tomimi happily played with Kal'tsit until the end, until Du Lin greeted them at the door to go home.

It is indeed not a good thing to stay at home all day, Du Lin thought as he pushed Tomimi to the dining table and signaled to Kal'tsit that her ribs were ready.

Hemer cooed on the bird stand. She was at home and had already enjoyed the white mouse family's meal. Du Lin patted Hemer's big head and opened the window for it.

"By the way, Hemer, are the pigeons from Mr. Harrison's house delicious?" Du Lin asked.

There was a lingering sound, and then the heavy bombing cuckoo chicken named Hemer flapped its wings and roared away.

"What are Mr. Harrison's pigeons?" Anta was a little curious.

Du Lin sat down in his seat and told Tomimi what had happened before, which aroused Tomimi's curiosity: "Shouldn't Hemer go catch wild pigeons?"

"The wild pigeon is too thin, it must be like this." Anta made her judgment from another perspective, and then she looked at Dulin: "It must be like this, Dulin."

Du Lin smiled and nodded.

At this time, it was no longer possible to say that Hemer, a grown-up girl, was too lazy to fly ten miles to the square to catch wild pigeons.

(End of this chapter)