Durin's Diary

Chapter 134: The Solo Dance of the Chess Piece

After dinner, while using his magic to process the overflowing bowls, plates, and knives in a pool, Du Lin saw Higgins's newspaper boy. He trotted over and handed a letter directly to Du Lin: "Your letter."

Then, while delivering the letter, the child lowered his voice and said, "Master said the person has been sent out."

"That's good." Du Lin reached out and patted the dwarf on the head and gave him two silver coins.

Then Du Lin opened the letter, which contained only a simple sentence: the experiment was a success.

That’s great! Yumi was safely sent away from Copenhagen, and penicillin was finally prepared and the first experiment on animals was completed.

Of course, there are also shortcomings - Du Lin had told them before that this thing would be dangerous, and during the experiment, some animals died from allergies.

I don’t know how much they used.

Daju muttered, and then fell silent.

Before Du Lin returned to the small building, he crumpled up the letter and threw it into the trash can.

It’s okay. Next time I go there, I’ll tell them that they can do a skin test first. As for the experimental equipment, the bandits and human traffickers in the prison will definitely not be stingy with their own.

Daju, you know, sometimes I really think this is a beautiful era, because there are no people with nothing better to do to advocate for the future of serious criminals like robbers and human traffickers.

After finishing his work, Du Lin sat on the sofa.

Before Daju could speak, Anta had already sat down next to Dulin with a smile: "Are you going out later?"

"Well, there is a shipment to be delivered to the gentleman who placed the order." Du Lin pointed to the long box in the corner.

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Inside the secret police safe house.

Fisher looked at His Majesty's eldest son, Bailey Walter, in silence.

The noble wizard was arguing with the Crown Prince's chief wizard about everything that had happened this morning. The two sides were arguing about the damage to the building caused by the explosion shock wave and whether adding more arcane explosives would have the same effect. There were math problems written on the blackboard that gave Fisher a headache just by looking at them.

Until the Crown Prince impatiently stopped the two future mathematicians from talking.

He turned to look at Fisher: "Tell me about it, Uncle Fisher. After all, you are the one who has seen the effects of arcane explosives with your own eyes."

"It can indeed create a dramatic effect, but I personally feel that if the Northerners really had these explosives, they should have used them to plan an attack against His Majesty or the other princes, including Your Highness, instead of using arcane bombs to blow Louis Irving and his friends up into the sky. They weren't even willing to wait a moment longer, so that by the time I went upstairs, they could have blown everyone, including me, to death."

Fisher's answer was perfect.

Indeed, if the attack was really planned by the Northernist assassins, they should have waited until several secret police agents including Fisher went upstairs before blowing up the building. This would not only destroy the bodies but also catch the secret police elites including Fisher.

The Crown Prince was silent for a moment, then finally nodded. "Indeed, if this was truly a conspiracy, then the Northernist assassins should have done as Uncle Fisher said. A minute later, they could have killed you and the other four secret police officers."

"But therein lies the problem. Bullets were found among the body parts later discovered, which shows that the assassins were very unprofessional. I even suspect that the key role of Yumi may be fake and he may have been replaced from the beginning."

Fisher finished speaking, went to the blackboard and erased all the numbers with a blackboard eraser. Then he began to write his views on it.

"Yumi is a trap. He lured Louis Irving because his family said that the owner of the name Yumi appeared in a divination and was the murderer of Robbie." At this point, Fisher put a question mark. "We don't know whether this information is true or not. Divination can be distorted. It's very likely that the fortune teller hired by the Irving family was misled by the results."

Having said that, Fisher drew another question mark diagonally opposite Yumi and the question mark.

"It's possible that the assassin's goal was to kill Louis and then pin the blame on Northernism. After all, in our view, no matter who killed Louis, this is just the result."

The Dauphin frowned, but nodded in understanding: "Then who could have killed Louis?"

"We only found 10mm bullets. The murderer is likely a powerful assassin. He entered the silent barrier and killed everyone without hesitation. He then caused the explosion in front of us and framed someone else. Assassins charge money for killing people, and we are obviously not covered by the bill. Killing us will also cause him more trouble." Having said this, Fisher threw the chalk into a box beside him and looked at his subordinates. "This is what I think. It is very likely an elite member of the Three Saints. If it is a Northernist assassin, they will definitely not let us go."

"The boss is right. We secret police and the Northernist assassins have a deep hatred for each other. If it really is any of them, they will never miss the opportunity to catch us all in one fell swoop." The dwarf big toe echoed very affirmatively.

"Indeed, but for now, all of this is still speculation. While I don't mind letting Northernism take the blame, it would be a good thing if the real culprit could be found. Louis is the heir of Lord Saror, and his death has dealt a heavy blow to Lord Saror. I hope Uncle Fisher can do his best on this matter. Of course, I also understand that this matter is not easy to handle."

At this point, the crown prince stood up and said, "Lord Saror gave me the name of a suspect, his name is Durin Ai'ersh. What do you think?"

"Your Highness, this is the funniest joke I've heard this year." The half-elf Zaliang laughed and clapped his hands on his thigh. "Excuse me, Your Highness, please forgive me for overstepping my bounds, but I think Lord Saror must be crazy. Mr. Durin went to the Extraordinary Market this morning, and everyone saw him parading around with several girls."

"Yes, although the two places are not far apart, Mr. Dulin really can't walk with a girl in the market while going to kill people in another place and blowing up the building afterwards." Dwarf Big Toe said this and looked at the Crown Prince. "Your Highness, please forgive me for overstepping my bounds. I think Lord Sarol has some objections to Mr. Dulin."

"It's alright. You're all elites who've worked under Uncle Fisher for so many years. I understand how you feel. I was also very surprised when I heard the name. I wondered how this kid, a member of the Corleone family and the sole heir to the Duke of Elsh, could possibly think of killing Louis. If he really wanted to kill Louis, he wouldn't have to do it himself. I've heard of his achievements as a craftsman. If he wanted to kill someone, a good weapon would be enough to have countless assassins serving him." At this point, the Crown Prince smiled and said, "Uncle Fisher, what do you think?"

"I think Mr. Dulin has a certain possibility. After all, as Lord Saror said, Dulin and Tony Yinfeng are familiar with each other, and Louis and his children are related to Tony's brother's death..." At this point, Fisher smiled and said, "Of course, everything is up to you, the Crown Prince."

"Then there is no need to investigate Lord Durin any further. I believe Lord Durin would never kill anyone personally. A talented craftsman like him, if he really wanted to kill a few ignorant little bastards, no one could stop him. This matter ends here." After saying this, the Crown Prince stood up.

"Yes, Your Highness, it is your will." Fisher stood up to see him off.

The old minister and the crown prince walked outside the headquarters.

The middle-aged prince took the opportunity when his mage got on the car first to turn around and look at Fisher: "Do you really think so?"

"Yes, Your Highness, there is a certain possibility that Lord Saror's suspicion is true."

"But he has fallen from power. The human God of Craftsmen has no intention of going to war with the dwarven God of Craftsmen. Lord Saror's transfer letter will be officially issued within a week. So, those children ultimately brought this upon themselves. Let them bear the consequences of their sins. Do you understand, Uncle Fisher?"

"I understand, Your Highness. As for His Majesty..."

"I will explain all this to my father in person."

"Then please."

Fisher hunched over until the young and strong Crown Prince got into the car and drove away from the safe house.

(End of this chapter)