Durin's Diary

Chapter 431 Good idea

How can this person sit still?

As soon as Secretary Sola got out of the car, he called the police chief in charge.

"What's going on?"

"The whole family is dead. At noon, friends playing cards at Changtang nearby saw Ross Hopper's eldest son. He returned home around 4:25 p.m., and a neighbor saw him. By nightfall, no one had returned to play cards, so his friends went to look for him and discovered something was wrong."

"There shouldn't be anyone who can silence us faster than us. This must be according to plan," old Enrique analyzed.

Du Lin also nodded: "He's Ross Hopper's eldest son's poker friend."

Du Lin's face was relatively easy to recognize in the Northerner's opinion. Without saying a word, the sheriff turned around and called three middle-aged men with miserable faces.

Dulin raised his hand, and more than a dozen nodules sprouted from the ground. Everyone sat down. Before asking any questions, Dulin introduced himself: "I am Dulin, Dulin Elsh, Duke of Lublin. If that name doesn't sound familiar to you, I have another identity, for I am also Dulin Corleone. Secretary Roy Corleone is my father, and Paul Corleone is my brother."

The three men said that they would tell them everything they knew and not mention the names of the dishes anymore.

Well, then Du Lin asked about the situation: "Ross Hopper's eldest son, how long have you known each other? Has he behaved in any suspicious way today? Tell us one by one."

"He and I are old friends, we used to walk down the street together," the chubby boy said. "He seemed a little strange today, constantly checking the time. He said he had to be home before 4:30, otherwise it would be difficult if he wasn't there when important guests came to our house."

"I've known him for almost fifteen years. He married my cousin back then, but we became card partners before that. Speaking of suspicious performance, he was really lucky today. He could get any card he wanted, as if the goddess of luck favored him especially." The skinny middle-aged man muttered.

Du Lin nodded and looked at the last bald bearded man.

"I've known him for almost seven years. He was acting strangely today. I felt like when he touched the cards, one of his fingers seemed to be missing a joint compared to usual." He was puzzled.

Du Lin thought for a moment and took a card off the root. "When he picked up the cards, he should have used his middle and index fingers to press down on them, and then touched the surface with his thumb, right? Which finger do you think he's missing?"

"His middle finger."

"The old-style hidden blade of the Triarch Order will cut the middle finger. When you transform into someone else, the finger will not grow back." Secretary Sora frowned and said.

"Not necessarily. If you're an experienced hand, you can use your ring finger instead of your middle finger. Ordinary people won't be able to tell." At this point, Du Lin looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Are you very creative?"

In response to Du Lin's question, the bald and bearded man nodded: "You are really a god, sir." As the man spoke, he took off his black glasses, revealing his purple eyes.

"He's highly perceptive and recognized the flaw in the illusion. But he's not a transcendent, so he didn't consider the fact that Ross Hopper's eldest son was likely dead before today." Having said this, Du Lin looked at the sheriff and asked, "Have you found the eldest son's body? Is he here?"

The sheriff shook his head.

Du Lin sighed: "Sure enough, he died earlier than the rest of his family. It's very likely that he was silenced."

At this point, Du Lin looked at Secretary Sora and said, "It seems very likely that this is related to the human trafficking organization. I really didn't expect that despite our severe crackdown, they would still be so organized."

"What should we do next?"

"Easy, I'll do it." Du Lin stood up and tapped the ground with the short stick in his hand.

The whole world turned black in an instant, with white lines representing various existences outlining everything. Ross Hopper's eldest son walked in from the front door.

Du Lin signaled everyone to follow him.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the Shura field. Some people were hanging on the chandelier, some were slumped beside the handrail, and some were lying at Du Lin's feet. Blood was all over the carpet.

Ross Hopper's eldest son quickly walked up to a man in a black robe and said, "Sir, you are finally here."

"You're in trouble, aren't you?"

It is retroactive, so the sound is distorted.

"Yes, it's very troublesome. We have sacrificed a lot to survive with a broken arm. Is it really impossible for us to attack Du Lin?"

"Winning is called a fight, losing is seeking death. Go ask those elders and guest officials, who can say that they can defeat a monster that can level up six times in a fatal fight? He did it once, can you guarantee that he won't do it again? If he levels up again, he will be a double legend. The organization has repeatedly ordered not to provoke him. If you attack his family, the organization will definitely chop off your head and send it to Du Lin. This is true for everyone. The grassland elves can at least block the alien species for human civilization. What about you?" The black-robed man said, looking at Ross Hopper's eldest son in front of him: "And you, I asked you to pretend to be Ross Hopper's eldest son, not to become Ross Hopper's eldest son. Isn't Changtang card fun?"

"It was quite entertaining, sir. I think I'll go back tomorrow after the game," replied Ross Hopper's fake eldest son.

"Alright, since you like Chang Tang cards so much, I'll satisfy you this time. However, you must return from tomorrow onwards and don't let the leader down. In these troubled times, I have to take on the responsibility and risk for you."

"Yes, sir, please rest assured." After saying that, the guy retreated.

Du Lin watched the crowd disperse, then looked at the child at his feet, who was lying in a pool of blood.

"Mr. Sheriff, search further to see if there might be any secret passages or underground areas." At this point, Du Lin turned to look at Secretary Sola. "This guy pretending to be Ross Hopper's eldest son doesn't look like an outsider. He must be from Sidney South. Have you heard of such a guy? Of course, I'll ask around at the Trinity."

"There was one. We were cellmates back then. I thought he was dead." Secretary Sora unexpectedly gave Du Lin such an answer.

"Who?" Du Lin asked.

"Joseph, that's what his fellow inmates called him. They were the same height and both were missing their middle fingers. When I was in prison, I heard that he was trying to assassinate the tax collector of Marseille at the time and was imprisoned because his plan failed." Secretary Sola answered while thinking.

"Joseph, I understand. I will go to the Three Saints Society to ask who this person is." Du Lin nodded, wrote a note on the message, and called out Hemer.

"He was young then, with blond hair and brown eyes," Sora added.

So Du Lin added more content, then stuffed the note into the mailbox on Hemer's leg, and Du Lin's eldest daughter flapped her wings and flew away.

"By the way, is there an autopsy report? How did they die?" Then Du Lin stretched out his hand and the sheriff handed him the report.

Du Lin took a look - everyone died because the sharp sword pierced their vital parts and killed them in one blow.

Good trick, looks like it was done by someone from the Crimson Society.

But that’s not necessarily the case, after all, there are a lot of fakes these days.

(End of this chapter)