Durin's Diary

Chapter 403 Cutting the Trouble with a Quick Sword

When Dulin got out of the carriage, Louis Pozzo was sitting in his mansion.

Old Hannibal's rapid-fire team had just entered the field, giving everyone present a big shock.

So Du Lin got out of the car, entered the hall, and immediately saw the regimental commander he had met in the trenches in Genoa.

"Mr. Du Lin, what's going on?" He asked anxiously, covering his comrade's chest and abdomen.

Du Lin shook his head, took the two rolls of leather from the old man's hands, and placed them in front of Old Louis. "When your child skinned the brother and sister with his own hands, he certainly didn't think that just five days later, he would have to watch his daughters suffer the same fate."

Du Lin turned his head, and the mage's hand slapped an old woman not far away. "Kneel down, I ask you questions, you answer them."

A lie-detecting circle appeared at her feet.

"Did you know that the Venetian merchants had colluded with pirates before?" Du Lin asked.

"None of your business!" the woman screamed.

Old Hannibal pulled a board from a chair and began hitting her on the mouth.

Du Lin waved his hand, asking old Hannibal to step back, then he stretched out his finger and pointed, and the divine instruction fell on her. The old woman began to be ignited by the holy flame in the next second.

She screamed and wailed in front of all the visitors, rolling on the carpet until she turned to ashes.

Du Lin looked at the captain who was covering his friend's wound and said, "What about you?"

He shook his head. "I'm just a captain, sir."

He passed the lie detection test.

Du Lin smiled and pointed at the injured person in his arms. The latter first recovered at the speed of light, and then suddenly began to spontaneously combust.

As he fell to the ground, enveloped by the holy flame, Du Lin looked at the old man sitting at the head of the group. "Your father was a good investor. He set you five children on five completely different paths. His approach has proven successful, and you've all done very well. Some of you have become leaders of mercenary groups, some have become wealthy businessmen, some have become nobles, and even you have become a director."

Having said that, Du Lin stretched out his hand, and old Hannibal handed him four rolls of very loose leather.

Du Lin smiled and placed the two scrolls on the table. "You brothers haven't seen each other for decades. I'm going to make a decision today and reunite your family."

At this point, Du Lin turned his head and looked at the old woman holding the phone: "Madam, don't call, the phone line has been cut in seven places. If you can still make a call, it's really a miracle."

The old woman smiled awkwardly: "Why didn't you say so earlier."

"It's okay. Now that you know, it's not too late. Don't be afraid. I'm here today to seek justice for the two children of our Three Saints Society." Having said that, Du Lin looked at the old man with a flushed face: "Don't struggle. You will never be able to verify my human immobilization technique in your lifetime." Having said that, Du Lin stretched out his hand and took the revolver handed over by old Hannibal.

"I remember saying when I was twelve that human desires are endless and the struggle for life is endless. This meant that killing each other is an unsolvable knot. There is no good war in this world, and there is no war that can end all wars."

Du Lin sighed as he loaded bullets into the magazine.

"But even war should have a reason. We are butchers. War is a place where human life is taken. We don't have to act like madmen and chaos, but your child broke the rules, so I came here with my madness. Unfortunately, you can't handle it."

After saying this, Du Lin looked at Secretary Sora who had walked in and finally handed him the loaded gun. "You should have all seen his crimes. What do you decide?"

"Thank you for giving us the opportunity to personally kill this traitor. Northernism doesn't need people like him. Collaborating with pirates and merchants has already crossed the line, and seizing farmers' fields and slaughtering the disciples of the Triarchal Society who came to investigate is a blasphemy against the doctrine. The greatest blow Northernism can inflict on its enemies is a trial with bullets, yet they live like the masters of the serfs." At this point, Sora raised his gun. "Director Louis, do you have anything else to say?"

Du Lin snapped his fingers and said, "I'll give you a chance."

"I gave everything for the cause! My two daughters and one grandson died for the cause!" The old man roared and stood up.

"Your speech has brought shame upon those pioneers whose families died in the darkest hour, and has also brought disgrace upon your daughter and grandson. Louis, on behalf of Northernism, I now expel you and will execute you on behalf of it."

After saying that, Sora pulled the trigger.

He then held the gun upside down and handed it to Dulin. "Starting tomorrow, all Northerners throughout the Venetian region will undergo a loyalty test. Those who fail will be dealt with according to the severity of their crimes. We will not bring shame upon the predecessors who died before us, nor will we repeat the mistakes of the First Commune."

"May your doctrine remain true forever." Du Lin took the gun and handed it to the old man.

"Thank you, young master." The old man lowered his head with gratitude.

"Don't thank me. I couldn't have killed them all by myself. Go back. I won't send you on any more missions until the next generation of your family grows up and leaves behind descendants. This is for the best of your family." Then, Du Lin took out his cigarette case and offered one to Secretary Sola. "I don't know what the newspapers will say about me tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, but it's okay. I'll take it all. Avenging the young disciples of the Three Saints is my mission. I thought it was just a reconnaissance mission, but who would have thought someone would betray them for a small sum of money?"

"Where are the people?"

"We've arranged for the whole family to live by the sea, facing the ocean. When spring comes, the flowers there will surely bloom beautifully." Du Lin lit Secretary Sola's cigarette with a flame. "Tell me, am I going too far?"

"It's okay. When I was young, the older generation was used to killing people in the streets. Once you get used to it, you don't think it's anything to be ashamed of. It's like the Chang Tang proverb you mentioned: you have the first day, I have the fifteenth. Everyone is drowning in blood, all bad seeds who deserve to go to hell, but we are not afraid. This is Northernism. We kill people without hesitation and have never claimed to be good people. We are just doing what we believe is right."

At this point, Sora looked at Durin and said, "You are so young, why do you also want to take this difficult path?"

"If people in this world don't want to take such a hard road just to live a good life, then who will bring salvation to those innocent people? Even the gods can't save them, right? Besides, do you really expect your descendants to be like you?" Du Lin asked with a smile.

"You told me last time that it's called the Anti-Corruption Bureau...right?" Secretary Sora asked with a smile.

"Yes, for an organization that reports directly to the secretary, it's too extravagant to expect people to have flawless thoughts. It also puts too high a value on human life." Du Lin took a puff of his cigarette and looked at the now-empty mansion. "People's hearts can change. There's only a fine line between angels and demons. I don't even dare to trust my own descendants."

"When you have a child, I will tell him this."

"No need for you, I'll tell him myself."

I will tell him that cowards deserve to die in shame, traitors will die without a burial place, and every truly mature organization will remember every life and name that died for this organization.

Even if they don't have names, there will be monuments to commemorate them.

There is no right or wrong in politics, and assassins are unreasonable.

　It hurts, it hurts so much... My stockpile is running low again...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)