Durin's Diary

Chapter 752 Finding the Right Target
The night market is bustling, which is the best description of the late night time, but there are few people in the market at this moment - someone just lost a child, and the police officers set up a cordon. The vendors in the market have no complaints. After all, someone else's child was lost today, what if their own child was lost tomorrow?

So their complaints are also directed at the useless local police officers - today a guest's child is lost, tomorrow a local's child is lost. There are many stories in this small town, but it doesn't work out this way, right?

When Du Lin arrived at the scene, he started to synchronize with Anta without saying a word.

Soon, as the night deepened, the area seemed to rotate counterclockwise, with figures emerging one after another, like a movie played in reverse.

The old wizard in charge of backtracking at the police station had his brows turned white as he watched the backtracking technique, which could be called a magical skill, easily break through the area he could not trace back and directly reach the time period mentioned by the family.

It was around nine o'clock last night, and the grassland elf appeared next to Dulin and Fata.

Pinpointed!

The old man sighed, feeling that everything before him was so beautiful - in his memory, the density of people at such a night market was a purgatory that even legends could not reverse. There were too many people, and accurate positioning was a very difficult task.

If a mage is below the half-step legendary level, he will lose control at night because he recalls too many "people".

Being able to locate so accurately like Lord Durin, and the picture of the entire retracing area is so detailed, he is worthy of being the most powerful among the casters.

At this time, the picture started to work again, and the grassland elves and their family stopped in front of a shop.

Then the picture stopped again.

Lord Durin took out several gems from his space as a medium, and the entire backtracking area became several times larger, almost covering the entire night market.

Then the picture started to move backward again.

The old wizard watched the family leave the shop and then retreat all the way to the entrance of the night market.

Then Du Lin waved to the old wizard.

"Sir, do you want to ask me something?" At this moment, the old wizard had already regarded the young man in front of him as a god - such means made him not even have the slightest arrogance.

Because Lord Durin was able to maintain the ritual while distracting himself to greet him, and there was no problem in the entire area.

Even his mentor, the once legendary wizard Wes Norman, couldn't do it!

But this young man in his twenties did it, and with ease.

"See that man?" Lord Dulin pointed to the distance. "He's wearing a flat hat, has a mustache, and a thin face."

The old wizard looked in the direction of the finger and immediately saw the man: "Yes, he has a short windbreaker and his hands are in his pockets."

"Yes, you watch it, I will start replaying it." After Du Lin finished speaking, the entire flashback scene started moving again.

The man was leaning against a shop at first, reading a novel, but when the grassland elves and their family entered, he raised his head and looked at the small building not far away.

The scene stopped again, and Du Lin waved to the old sheriff: "That small building, do you have a neighborhood police officer here? Come over and ask him."

"Yes, I'll send someone to find him right away." The old sheriff nodded.

After giving the order, Du Lin looked towards the small building. This time, a shadow even appeared in the window of the small building.

The old wizard was speechless.

No words were exchanged between the two of them, perhaps due to the mage's whispering spell. Anyway, he, who had just been reading, had already called out to over a dozen people. This time, Du Lin paused the video: "Come and identify the people." He marked each person one by one. Looking at the inverted triangle markers on their heads, the old mage couldn't contain himself any longer. "How did you do that?"

"My magic pool is very big." Du Lin smiled.

Sorry, that's how warlocks are, let alone a Candle Dragon warlock. Durin's current mana pool is equivalent to sixteen times that of a standard legendary.

This is what it means to fly bricks with great force.

At this time, a police officer came over with a grassland elf.

Du Lin turned his head and saw Old Enrique. He smiled and looked very pleased: "I knew it must be you, Old Enrique."

"Yes, I heard that you were coming. Didn't you bring the old man from their family with you?" After saying this, old Enrique turned around and looked behind him. A little old man was getting off the carriage.

Du Lin nodded: "We have found the person and are currently doing identity verification."

"So fast?" Old Enrique was a little surprised: "I know you are strong, but this is a night market."

At this point, Old Enrique looked at the family in the flashback area, then turned back to the old man approaching. Finally, he exclaimed, "I never thought you'd become so strong. I can't even tell the difference between the real person and the phantom in the flashback area. Are you treating the flashback technique like a movie?"

"That's about right. It's quite useful, isn't it?" Du Lin said, looking at the police officers and asked, "Did you recognize the person?"

"It's a gang here called the Claws, sir. Do you want us to go find them?"

"There's no need to alert the enemy first. Just keep an eye on the people around you. From now on, you can't leave. Whoever wants to leave will be regarded as a tip-off. Don't blame me for my sharp knife then." After saying that, Du Lin continued to trace back.

The old man came to old Enrique and watched as more than twenty people squeezed in and dispersed their family. With Durin's recollection, everyone saw this time that a halfling controlled the child with a silent spell, and then another big man picked up the child and squeezed out of the crowd in the chaos.

"Who is he? Does anyone know him?" Du Lin asked, pointing at the big guy.

"I know him," said the young patrolman who was brought in. "He's the leader of the Claw Gang. I never knew they were involved in this kind of business."

"Do you know where he lives?" Du Lin asked.

"Yes, it's at 310 Waterway Street in downtown," the young patrolman replied. "Downtown is under our block police. These guys will give us information, but I don't want to die."

Du Lin smiled and nodded: "Very self-aware. Very good, I will go to the address you mentioned." As Du Lin spoke, he called out He Mo. This big girl is now a standard legendary pet. As soon as she appeared, she immediately spread her wings and flew into the air.

Then Du Lin looked at Old Enrique and said, "How about I leave the Claw Gang to you?"

"No problem, it's really okay for you to go there alone."

Durin smiled and nodded, then he transformed into a bone lich: "I believe I can surprise my target, and I hope he will accept my visit."

After saying that, Du Lin opened a portal and opened the summoning channel.

Two celestial dogs emerged from the summoning channel.

Du Lin pointed at the portal, and the dogs immediately barked and went into the portal.

Du Lin looked at the police officers who dared not speak and smiled. "Don't worry, I will do everything possible not to torture their souls. But if the children are harmed, they will be punished most harshly."

(End of this chapter)