The career of an evil alchemist started when he picked up the Mad Sword Girl

"Yes, Mrs. Billing is not the kind of person who would do this for money," Tombo said, "But, this brochure, the ones on it are all flesh and blood, but there are some brochures that are Most people don’t see it very much, but the people above talk a lot behind their backs..."

"Hmm...I really don't know about this," Lu Lin frowned, "If I don't talk about anything else, let's just talk about Mrs. Billing. Do you know the ins and outs?"

"Well, this matter has spread quite widely," Tang Bo nodded, "Debel, do you know this person?"

"I don't know," Lu Lin shook his head.

"He belongs to the Black Snail Gang, but he usually keeps to himself and always wears his own look. People who don't know him often can't tell that he is a gang member," Tang Bo said, "but this kid is very bad. There is no dirty thing that he won’t do.”

"So, he forced Mrs. Billing to be in the book?" Lu Lin asked.

"That's right," Tang Bo sighed, "the incident happened two months ago. Mr. Billing came to the pub to drink that day. He drank too much and was targeted by him. The store manager didn't notice that day. They asked him to be taken out by Mr. Billing, and he took Mr. Billing to his place and onto the gaming table."

"On the gambling table?" Lu Lin sat up straight, "Won the pig-killing game and incurred gambling debts?"

"No, although Mr. Billing drank, he is not good at gambling after all. It is not that easy to trick such a person into betting," Tang Bo shook his head and said, "And I have already said that this kid is very bad. , he was not satisfied with just making a profit. At the gambling table that day, he kept feeding Mr. Billing cards, and Mr. Billing kept winning throughout the night. It is said that he won dozens of silver coins. "

"That's a lot," Lu Lin touched his chin, "He wants to cultivate Mr. Billing as a gambler by constantly feeding him sweets? Isn't it that simple?"

"Yes, Mr. Billing is young and well-educated, so he is not that easy to deceive," said Tombo, "so he had no intention of deceiving him at all. The gambling table is a game, but the trap is not on the table, but around the table. …”

"At the table? What do you mean?" Lu Lin was confused.

"If you have seen their gambling table, you will know that their gameplay basically requires shouting," Tang Bo said, "Shouting commands, cheering, and wrangling, no matter how silent you are, when you get on the table, the atmosphere is up, and the rules When they arrive, they have to bark after them. If they bark too much, they will be thirsty. When they are thirsty, they have to drink. That night, they never stopped drinking at the gambling table."

Hearing this, Lu Lin suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "You mean, there's something wrong with the wine?"

"Well," Tangbo nodded, "the wine was mixed with straw syrup. I guess I didn't add much at the beginning, so Mr. Billing didn't notice it. But throughout the night, as long as the content of straw syrup was gradually increased, and the alcohol was added, The effect is that without even realizing it, people have been tricked..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Lin's hands froze while eating noodles.

straw pulp.

This is also slang on the road.

Refers to an extract of an herb that contains certain neurotoxins.

That thing is basically equivalent to the world's largest cannabis specialty. Although it is not as powerful as the various modern chemical products in the world before Lu Lin traveled, it is still enough to ruin the life of any addict who falls into it.

"It's too gloomy," Lu Lin's face turned dark.

"Yes," Tang Bo sighed, "Since then, Mr. Billing found that he was addicted to straw syrup. He wanted to quit at first, but it is not that easy to quit."

"In addition, that guy Debel kept hanging around with him, and within two weeks of the subsequent tricks, Mr. Billing was completely addicted."

"After that, in just two months, Mr. Billing's family fortune was completely wiped out by Debel. The dozens of silver coins he earned before have now been vomited out dozens of times."

"After all the money was spent, the addiction got worse. Then naturally, I started to owe them debts, and I was visited by debt collectors. In the end, even Mrs. Billing was included in the book."

Having said this, Tang Bo sighed heavily again, shook his head and said: "Their family... it will probably be over after that, and I don't know how long they can still eat their meatballs..."

At this point, Tang Bo seemed to be unable to speak any more. He sighed again, and then ate the noodles in silence.

Lu Lin also fell silent.

I have seen this kind of thing in various legal programs in my previous life, but this is the first time it has actually happened to me.

And it's actually in a different world.

In this world, at least here, there is no police in Lu Lin's cognitive sense. Although the guards in the town will maintain basic order, they only maintain "basic" order.

There is no detailed law and no criminal investigation system. Once the matter becomes complicated, they will try to simplify it and deal with it simply. In a case like Mr. Billing's case, as long as the other party provides evidence that Mr. Billing owes a debt, they will often I won't care anymore.

The result of rough management methods is a huge gray area, which is why gang forces can be so active even in places where actual lord forces exist.

After that, Lu Lin didn't talk too much about other topics with Tang Bo.

One is because the atmosphere is a bit solemn, and the other is that Lu Lin's goal has been determined.

The scum of the gang who likes to live alone is the perfect target for his mission.

So next, Lu Lin used it to inquire about some news related to Debel, and learned about his basic characteristics and his daily activity habits.

According to Tang Bo, he would come to the tavern almost every night soon after it opened. He was an earth spirit with auburn hair and liked to wear dark clothes.

Although there are many Goblin clans with similar characteristics, since Tang Bo will be in the tavern, Lu Lin can just ask if he is not sure.

As for the period before the tavern opens, Lu Lin can prepare some things first.

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About an hour later, Lu Lin returned home with a large bag of things.

After entering the house and taking a look, the girl was still huddled in the same place. There was no robber in the house and it was as peaceful as ever.

Lu Lin put the bag on the bedside table and took out a small bag of rice, a large piece of meat, a bunch of vegetables and a few small bottles of seasonings.

This pile of ingredients cost him a full three silver coins, especially those small bottles of seasonings. They looked small, but each was worth dozens of copper coins. Even though Lu Lin had much more money now, he still felt a little pain.

Lu Lin carried the pile of ingredients to the door and started to light a fire to cook.

He planned to wash and cut the meat and vegetables into pieces, blanch them in water, mix them with seasonings and rice, and then steam them together in a pot of rice.

The vegetables he bought are also suitable for adding to stewed rice, and the meat after blanching will not be fishy.

Although it is definitely not as good as a table of carefully cooked meals, the kitchen equipment is limited, and even if Lu Lin really wanted to cook a table of dishes, he would not be able to do it.

Even for this simple stew of rice, because it was inconvenient to boil water, wash, cut and remove meat, Lu Lin struggled for nearly two hours before finally stewing the rice.

I was originally worried that eating a bowl of tomato noodles before would affect my appetite, but now it's better. After a lot of effort, the small bowl of noodles has been digested. I sat by the fire and smelled the wisps of noodles floating out from the pot lid. Lu Lin couldn't help but swallowed due to the aroma.

More than 100 days.

He could finally eat something different.

Just as Lu Lin was looking at the rice pot eagerly, suddenly, he felt something blocking the sunlight behind him.

He turned his head slowly.

He saw the mummy-like girl with bandages all over her body standing behind him, looking down at him quietly with her empty eyes.

Chapter 8 What a beautiful girl!

Lu Lin was sure that at that moment, his heart was definitely close to stopping.

So scary.

If the other party hadn't been a mummy wrapped by his own hands, he would have thought he was a ghost.

However, the girl didn't do anything to him after that. She just sat down next to him silently, stared at the pot, and started to be in a daze.

Looking like that, he looks like a good kid waiting for his meal.

However, her eyes were still terrifyingly empty, with no expectation of food or any other emotions in them.

Lu Lin didn't know how people could maintain this state all the time.

For example, even if you are in a daze, if there is a sudden sound around you, or something suddenly moves in front of you, people will always be subconsciously attracted to your attention.

Then, some ideas will come to your mind.

such as.

"Oh, a cat ran over."

"Oh, it's the house next door singing."

Even if you are in a daze, even if you don't care, similar thoughts will always flash through your mind instinctively, and the eyes are the windows of the soul. When these thoughts flash by, people's eyes will always follow their thoughts, and there will naturally be some freshness in their eyes. Lively.

However, there was nothing similar in this girl's eyes.

If Lu Lin hadn't been pinned to the ground accurately by her before, Lu Lin would have doubted whether her eyes were actually blind.

The two of them sat by the pot. The girl didn't speak, and Lu Lin didn't dare to speak, so he just waited quietly.

It wasn't until the rice was simmered and Lu Lin opened the lid of the pot and the aroma from the pot hit his face that Lu Lin finally caught a subtle change in expression on the girl's face.

It's just that the change was so subtle that Lu Lin couldn't judge its meaning, and he couldn't even be sure whether it was his own illusion.

But at least one thing he was sure of.

The fact that the girl came here at this time means that she should be here to eat.

It was right to think about it. She had just recovered from a serious illness, and she hadn't eaten for an unknown amount of time. It was normal to be hungry.

Considering that he had just given up three gold coins, Lu Lin would not be so stingy as to argue with her about the food expenses.

Lu Lin filled a large bowl of rice for each of them. Just when he was thinking whether to give the girl a spoon or chopsticks, he was shocked to see that the girl actually grabbed the still-hot food with her hands, one handful at a time. Put it in your mouth.

Her movements didn't seem to be fast, and there was no sense of urgency like gobbling up food, but there was something strange about it.

She was clearly eating, but she didn't seem to pay attention to the meal at all. She just picked up the food handful by feeling and brought it to her mouth, and then ate, chewed and swallowed instinctively.

Her face was covered with greasy rice grains, and her hair was already extremely messy and covered half of her face. She looked extremely slovenly. This appearance, coupled with her weird and mechanical behavior and empty eyes , which once made Lu Lin feel like the hairs on his body stood on end.

Facing a living person, Lu Lin actually saw some uncanny valley effects that are common in zombies or dolls.

I was looking forward to a meal, but I also ate it with a bit of trepidation.

Fortunately, the girl ate very quickly. In just a few minutes, she stuffed the entire large bowl of rice into her stomach.

Then, she put down the bowl and entered the room. Without even wiping off the rice particles on her face, she returned to the table in the corner and huddled up.

Lu Lin looked at her and didn't know how to react for a moment.

Uh……

At least, her condition is relatively stable?

And he also knows how to eat...

Is this development in a good direction?

Forget it, it's okay, at least Lu Lin can eat his food with peace of mind now.

After all, it was the long-awaited sumptuous meal, and Lu Lin's attention quickly returned to the bowl.

This meal, he ate until he was full and didn't stop.

Since it was cooked a lot, there was still half a pot left in the pot, which should be enough for the next meal.

After closing the lid of the pot, Lu Lin returned to the house and put the basket he used for collecting medicine on his back.

Once you've eaten and drank enough, it's time to get to work.

Now that you have made up your mind to kill someone, you must do enough preliminary preparations.

He is an alchemist, not a warrior, nor a mage. He cannot walk over and chop someone with a knife or use a fireball to burn the opponent to charcoal. His weapon is his alchemy.

Refining as many things as possible that can be used before taking action is the action logic that an alchemist should have.

He has roughly decided what things he wants to refine, and he has also determined the relevant formulas. He has bought some of the more difficult things in the city before, and he plans to make most of the rest himself. Go collect.

On the one hand, it is to save money, and on the other hand, it is to prevent myself from buying too many things in a short period of time and causing problems to be noticed by caring people.

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Around five or six in the afternoon, Lu Lin returned home with a basket full of materials.

This is probably the first time he has come back carrying so many things since he started collecting.

In the past, in order to make money collecting herbs, he would focus more on those relatively rare herbs and not collect too many common herbs that can be found everywhere.

In his opinion, these ordinary herbs are picked all day long by children to make extra money, or those who are unwilling to travel long distances and learn more about herbs.

But when he started alchemy himself, he discovered that these common herbs were the most commonly used.

When I got home and took a look, I saw that the girl was still in her usual position, with her eyes blankly blank as usual, and even the rice grains on her face were still hanging on her face. I'm afraid she hadn't moved in the literal sense all day. .

An inexplicable sense of terror ran up his spine again. Lu Lin shivered and entered the house quietly.

Putting down the backpack, Lu Lin began to sort out the materials he had collected.

He already had an idea on how to implement the murder plan.

As for why I can come up with ideas so quickly...

There is no way, the recipe catalog in my mind is really full of everything in terms of murder and arson. If you just look at it, you can find countless inspirations.

At first, he planned to poison him.