Durin's Diary

Chapter 40 The Western Express Robbery III
The next morning, Du Lin, who was still in bed, was awakened by gunshots. He jumped out of bed in his cotton pajamas, walked to the door in his slippers and opened it.

She discovered that the blond human gentleman was holding a gun and robbing every house in the carriage... No, in his words, he was raising funds for resistance. He was masked like the half-orc who visited her yesterday, and she was taking the wallet from the fat man who was at a loss.

"What are you looking at? Robbery! It will be your turn soon, kid!" Lao Shizhen also covered his face. He turned his head and looked over, his acting skills were explosive.

Du Lin quickly closed the door.

After a while, the door was knocked open. Du Lin opened the door and saw the three robbers, old, middle-aged and young, looking ferocious.

There was a loud noise of robbing money, but in fact no one robbed Du Lin's money. Old Stone Anvil even patted Du Lin's little head.

"Did you succeed?" Du Lin asked in a low voice.

"Yes, we succeeded. Now we have forced the train to stop and are unloading the cargo." After saying this, Lao Shizhen motioned Du Lin to open the curtains.

Du Lin opened the curtains and saw that as far as the eye could see, several carriages were constantly unloading goods, boxes and boxes, which should be gold bars and cash.

Some patrol officers saw Old Stone Anvil and understood what he meant and ignored Du Lin's overstepping of authority.

"Okay, kid, put your head back after you're done reading this. Remember, we've robbed you too."

"Well, the five hundred elven gold pounds my grandfather gave me were all stolen." Du Lin said with a smile.

"Look, you smart guy... you really grabbed it." The half-orc Lady Minfei smiled at Constantine who was secretly eating snacks beside him. The latter ate the cake and laughed so hard that he hiccuped.

Du Lin also saw the three off with a smile. After a long while, when the carriage outside the window left and everything returned to silence, the frightened guests walked out of the room.

Du Lin followed him out.

Everyone in the corridor of the carriage was cursing the robbers, and some people were injured. Du Lin confirmed the injuries, most of them were hit by gun butts, and one person was said to have pulled out a knife to resist and was shot in the arm.

Fortunately, there were medicines in the first-class carriage, and the bullet did not injure the bones and blood vessels... Of course, Du Lin thought that Old Stone Anvil must have done it on purpose.

I'm an old Grand Theft Auto driver, and I know everything about it.

At this time, the security guards responsible for protecting the last section of the vault were also untied. They were even more furious, but they had lost their weapons, and the train was stopped in the wilderness where there was no village or shop nearby. Du Lin even heard the howling of wolves.

The security guards who were extracting tire tracks outside the car finally had to return to the car. After all, they could see wolves in the nearby woods, and they were unarmed.

There was also good news and bad news coming from the front of the train. The good news was that everyone on the front of the train was safe, but the bad news was that the train was damaged. Without repairs, no one would be able to move this pile of iron lumps at all.

"Great, we're all stuck here."

While filling out the conductor's form and stating that he had been robbed of more than 500 gold pounds, Du Lin complained to the conductor.

"No, respected Mr. Prairie Elf, if the train is delayed, there will be a repair carriage along the railway to observe the situation." The young conductor comforted him.

Du Lin nodded in understanding: "Then when do they usually come?"

"I'm not sure about that." The young conductor said this, and turned to look at the conductor who was facing the angry passengers and being spitted at, with a look of lingering fear on his face.

"Okay." Du Lin said, and took a cup of tea from the kitten - it was free, after all, everyone was not well off at the moment. Du Lin had not expected the kitten to have the guts to stay in the car, but considering that it was a kitten - you see, what bad intentions could a kitten have, right?

Thinking of this, Du Lin leaned against the window, drinking tea and watching the excitement.

The train cat on the train ran to Dulin's feet at this time. It rubbed Dulin's legs, as if it wanted Dulin to hug it.

Du Lin looked at the orange cat at his feet... This pig is quite strong, at least twenty pounds, and I, a weak and helpless little grassland elf, only forty pounds. You want my waist to die in public today, right? And you little cat has no bad intentions.

After blowing a short whistle, Kal'tsit poked his head out of the room and found that there was such a relative in the room. The orange pig turned around and ran away, looking extremely embarrassed.

Du Lin smiled comfortably and looked out the window. The wolves had dispersed when they found that the humans had no intention of getting out of the car. It seemed that they were lured here, perhaps to prevent someone from running to call the police.

But Du Lin didn't care. Thinking of this, he felt that the quarrel was a bit boring and returned to his room.

Continue your beauty sleep.

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It was five hours and seventeen minutes later when Du Lin was woken up by the knock on the door again. He had a good sleep.

After glancing at the time on his pocket watch, Du Lin got up, walked to the door in his slippers and opened it.

"Good afternoon, son of Elsh from Lublin. We are from the Sulem Forest Farm in Sidney Union. I am Inspector Royce Haze." The leading officer, an elderly man in a black uniform, raised his hat to Durin and saluted. "I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but as you know, a very serious incident occurred this morning."

Dulin had heard that the Sulem Forest Farm was an organization formed by Sidney and his most powerful police officers, which was directly responsible to their emperor.

In southern Thai dialect, he is a typical court lackey. Having said that, this old dog is really lucky - I heard that at the Sulem Forest Farm, the probability of a young person who has just started working there living to the age of gray hair is 0.3 in a thousand. In other words, he can be happy for half a year if young people in the industry call him an old dog.

"Ah, hello, Mr. Royce." Dulin made way for the door and walked to the bedside to sit down, motioning the old man and his colleagues to sit wherever they wanted. "Please come in and sit down, gentlemen. What happened today really horrifies me. Someone actually robbed a train. I've never encountered such a thing in Lublin."

Royce followed in with his two young subordinates. He sat on the sofa while the two young police officers stood behind him.

"How many masked robbers have you seen?" the old man asked, noticing Kal'tsit curled up next to Durin.

"I saw the masked robbers in the corridor with my own eyes. They were a human, a dwarf and a halfling. The gentlemen in the same carriage with me would have given the same answer. They robbed me of five hundred and eleven gold pounds and a little change, but they didn't steal my pocket watch." Du Lin said this and showed them his pocket watch.

"A pocket watch like yours is obviously custom-made. It's hard to sell such a pocket watch. No one with vision would accept a pocket watch of unknown origin that is full of grassland elf style." said the young male human police officer next to Royce.

This is what Du Lin thought, and of course, the Grand Theft Auto drivers thought so too. In this era, when robbing a train, of course they would rob precious metals and banknotes that were easy to sell and use. Only ignorant newbies would think of taking away these personal belongings that were not that expensive but full of various styles. These things were very difficult to sell, and if they were not handled properly, the buyer would notice the problem and report them to the police.

"Didn't they beat you?" asked another young female human police officer.

"No, maybe it's because I'm more willing to pay." Du Lin said as he began to gesture the caliber of the guns. "They all have shotguns. Although I'm a warlock, I'm not strong enough to catch the bullets myself. Besides, I'm a gunsmith myself, so I know how much damage a gun with a certain caliber can cause me. And their shotguns, well, let me put it this way, there are dwarves among them. The caliber of the dwarfs' shotguns is no different from a small-caliber cannon. It's much larger than my fist, you know."

"Of course we understand, so I'm very glad they didn't hurt you." Mr. Royce said this and noticed the satchel and the magic wand inside it hanging on the coat rack. "By the way, I asked the conductor, and he said you boarded the train in Lublin, and your destination was Lübeck in the Northern Kingdom, correct?"

"Yes, after I get there I will take a ship to Copenhagen. This will be my first sea adventure." Du Lin replied with a smile.

(End of this chapter)