Durin's Diary

Chapter 551 Technology
Do you think the Constance family and the Vincent family can pee together?

Du Lin looked at the opened lead ball in front of him. Inside was a spherical AI body that looked just like Daju and No. 11, except that it was damaged.

Du Lin didn't quite understand what this meant.

Indeed, many people knew that Durin had attainments in old-time mechanics, such as repairing a power hammer before, and some of his weapons were also rumored to be imitations based on old-time technology.

So this is... meeting me?
This won't work. Carl Vincent is visiting Crigern's house today. I'm afraid that everyone in Paris is watching the fun. It's impossible for Du Lin to sneak in without being discovered by people other than the two parties.

Just wait until tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Du Lin signed his name on the receipt.

Eleven and Daju were discussing whether they could repair it, and the conclusion was that it could not be repaired without parts. As for whether Du Lin could help - no, because the materials were not up to standard. Even if Du Lin made the parts, it would not have any real effect.

Turin became Leonardo da Vinci and returned to Paris.

As soon as I came out of the portal, I saw the wanted poster of Sulem Forest Farm. It was not the right one, it was an invitation letter.

The director of the forest farm expressed his desire to meet Mr. Tin Man.

Only a fool would come to see you.

Du Lin rode his motorcycle back to the gate of Vincent's house. The guards had not yet changed shifts. They were stunned for a moment when they saw Du Lin, but their good professional ethics made one of them go back to find the old butler.

Du Lin didn't care. He took out a mint candy from the silver iron box in his bag and threw it into his mouth. Then he looked at the remaining guard and said, "Would you like one?"

"No, I'm working." The remaining guards were a little envious of the good things in Du Lin's hands, but they shook their heads.

You see, this is what professionalism is.

After a while, the old butler came and looked at the receipt that Du Lin handed him: "So fast... Judging from the mark, it's not fake, but the master is not at home now."

"It's okay. Lord Dulin said that Mr. Dulin didn't quite understand the meaning of the gift he gave. He will come to visit in person when he is free. You just give the money to Lord Dulin then, and he will pass it on to me. I'm on my way to the Everburning Nest now, I have new work to do." After Dulin finished speaking, he got on his motorcycle and was about to leave when the old butler stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Du Lin looked at the envelope handed over by the old man.

"You're going to the Everburning Nest, right? It's in the lower city. My child runs a cake shop. He doesn't like being a butler serving the nobles... Don't worry, my salary is more than enough to cover your commission."

Du Lin took the letter and the check, and then set the check on fire in front of him.

"you……"

"I just want to make sure an old father gets what he wants. It's normal for a father and his children to have ideological conflicts, but I believe the bond between a normal father and son is unbreakable." After saying that, Du Lin started his motorcycle. "Let's go, old man. Wait for my good news. Maybe I can even bring you a cake."

………………

This is the first time I see such a thing as humanistic care in you.

Daju sighed on the side.

Please, I have always been very humane, but many times those crazy people and lunatics drove me crazy.

When Du Lin arrived at the cake shop at the address, the young man was about to close the shop. Fortunately, he caught up.

Du Lin handed the letter to the young man.

The young man shook his head in silence. "My father has been a butler all his life, and there's no turning back. I don't want to be a servant of the Vincent family. I've joined the Northern Movement and don't want to have anything to do with my family anymore."

"But he's your father after all. He raised you. Since you didn't want to be a housekeeper, he must have given you money to allow you to develop here. Even if you don't acknowledge his contributions, you should at least acknowledge his hard work." At this point, Du Lin looked at the young man who lowered his head. "I met him today. He's very old. He said he had saved enough money and asked me, a gold-rimmed man, to deliver a letter to him."

"You are Phnom Penh!" The young man looked incredulous.

Du Lin smiled and took out his ID: "I am Jinbian. Your father is a real man. He said that I can deliver the letter quickly and I will definitely let you see it with your own eyes, so I confiscated his money."

"……Thanks."

Having said that, young people would feel embarrassed not to read the letter.

But when he finished reading, the young man sighed.

Du Lin was a little curious: "What's wrong?"

"My father said he had a terminal illness and was dying. He left me a large sum of money in a bank in Paris and hoped I would go see him and collect the money... He must have been lying to me. I know his health; he's not old enough to walk." At this point, the young man felt a little embarrassed. "But you're right. He still loves a rebellious child like me. He must have asked me to come because he wanted to see me. Mr. Da Vinci, thank you for the letter. I'll definitely go back to see him when my shift is over."

"Your father didn't give me a receipt, so can you give me a cake so I can give it to your father as a receipt? How about that?" Du Lin said with a smile.

The young man nodded and packed a cake with his own hands: "My father's birthday, if I remember correctly, should be tomorrow... Thank you for reminding me of the fact that I had forgotten." After the young man finished speaking, he handed the cake to Du Lin.

And Du Lin returned the same way carrying the cake.

In front of the gate of Vincent's house, the guards looked at Du Lin going back and forth with some helplessness, but they still called the old butler for Du Lin.

Du Lin showed the cake in his hand to the old man.

He was silent at first, then looked at the words on the cake with surprise.

That was the purest blessing a young man could give to his father - Happy birthday, Dad.

"Your child has been very busy lately. He said he'll come see you once he finishes his current work." Du Lin followed the old butler back to his small room, placed the cake on the table, and then looked around to confirm that everything was alright. Then Du Lin spoke, "Your child, unbeknownst to you, joined Northernism."

"...I knew that he went to Everforge Fortress because he wanted to join the Northernists because there was a Northernist camp there. He also knew that if he went directly to Farol, I would definitely let him go." Having said that, the old man sighed.

Du Lin said he was leaving, so he followed him out and said he wanted to see Du Lin off to express his gratitude.

Outside the gate, he looked up at Du Lin and said, "You should know Lord Du Lin, right?"

"Yes, I am very familiar with him, and I help him with many things." Du Lin replied with a smile.

"That's great. He's young, has a bright future, and even understands old technology. Sometimes I really envy Mr. Roy. He has such an outstanding child. He will die without regrets." The old man sighed softly, watched Du Lin get on the motorcycle, and finally watched Du Lin drive away.

(End of this chapter)