Chapter 159: Hunting

Commercial District, North Yard Town.

On the plateau on the outskirts of the town, an aristocratic castle stands tall. Outside the castle's manor, knights and squires in armor are patrolling from time to time. The meaning of the representative is the surname of a family - Ryan.

Residents living in Yade Town know that although the Lane family, who manages the tax revenue of Yade Town, is now in a corner, it used to be brilliant. Yu once, the huge back cover and the gorgeous manor have all turned into a desert of flowing seas, and have since declined. Now all the territory of the entire family is only this remote town.

The total annual tax revenue is not even as rich as the salary of a knight commander of a large noble family.

As the old patriarch got older and his temper became more and more irritable, the annual increase in taxes also made the residents of Yade Town miserable.

At this moment, a black carriage slowly drove into the town.

The door was pushed open, and four figures got out of the car. The head was a slender but tall boy, holding a handful of fragrant roses in his hand. Although his clothes were simple and ordinary, his waist was straight and he stood like a gentleman. .

Du Di'an looked around, found a hotel to rent, closed the door, and said to Barton and others: "You live in this town first, this town is the territory of the Lane family, your task is to help me find out All the information to the Lane family, including finances, population, and the number of knights and squires, in addition, there is information about the Lane family's children, including hobbies, specialties, etc."

The three of Barton were stunned, and Kruen asked, "Dian, what do you want?"

"You will know this in a few days." Du Di'an solemnly said to several people: "Inquire as much as you can. The most important thing is, don't reveal your identities, and don't do things that are too conspicuous."

The three nodded.

Barton asked, "Dean, where are you going?"

"Go to another guest." Du Dian grabbed the two steel nails tightly wrapped by the cloth from Joseph's hand.

Joseph's face changed slightly and said, "Are you going to take revenge on the person who framed you?"

"This is not called revenge." Du Di'an smiled slightly, "It is a virtue to borrow and repay."

"These five gold coins are your mission resources." Du Di'an took out five gold coins and handed them to the three, saying: "When necessary, don't be stingy. In addition, don't act in a hurry, get familiar with the life of this town first. state, go to work again, remember, when you encounter trouble, think more!"

The three of them took the gold coins, feeling a little apprehensive and nervous.

Du Dian comforted a few words and left the inn. Although it is difficult and risky to complete such a task with the knowledge of the three of Barton, a good sharp knife needs to be honed to be hammered out.

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Thornflower Prison, in the inner fort.

In the bright and beautiful office, Warden Jones held the message from the black crow in his hand, a smile slowly appeared on his face, and he said to a young man in black armor across the tea table in front of him: "This little mouse's The tail is showing, in the ghetto."

The young man in black armor had a sword scar on his face, but it did not affect his handsomeness in the slightest. Hearing this, he smiled lightly and said, "It rained continuously a few days ago, covering up his smell and disappearing, and now his tail is showing. He's not far away, didn't Frank and the others bring him back directly?"

Jones shook his head slightly and said, "This kid is smart, he probably got the news ahead of time and ran away from the appointed place. Frank and the others didn't find it. However, they captured a former companion of this kid and are still interrogating him. In my opinion, it is estimated that there will be no confession, that the kid can escape from here, it is not an easy way to catch it."

The young man in black armor smiled lightly: "No matter how cautious he is, his tail is still exposed. As long as he knows that he is in a slum, he will never run away. Even if he digs three feet in the ground, he can be pulled out!"

"I trust your nose.

' Jones smiled.

The young man in black armor picked up the caffeine tea in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, got up and said, "I'll go first." After speaking, he turned and left without looking back.

Butler Peter watched the black figure disappear outside the door, withdrew his gaze, and said to Jones: "This kid is a junior hunter of the Mellon consortium, with the rare "Dread of Dye" demon marks, and he is not inferior to him in scent tracking. The "predator" magic mark of the "predator" should know the way of anti-tracking. Can he find each other in such a large slum by himself? "

The corner of Jones' mouth curved into a smile and said, "Don't underestimate the hunting ability of this vicious dog."

Butler Peter was slightly startled, nodded and fell silent.

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Commercial district, in the courthouse of Tell Street.

This is one of the tribunal branches in the commercial district, handling legal cases in more than a dozen nearby towns and commercial districts. At this moment, the sky was getting dark, and the rain was coming. In the middle floor of an office building in the trial court, several official priests had finished reviewing the cases in their hands, and came to a separate office in another part of the building, knocked on the door, and entered the room. In the office, he respectfully handed the sorted case to the figure in front of the desk.

"Teacher, this is an alcoholism case in Ball Township."

"This is the strong (harmonious) rape case in Mick town."

Several people handed over the case one after another.

The figure sitting behind the desk was slender and sturdy, wearing a dark red robe with gold threads, full of luxury and solemnity. He was lowering his head to handle the case in his hand, when he heard the words of several students, he nodded and said, "Put down, go."

Several students handed over the cases to the stack of cases next to the desk. Before leaving, one of the young girl priests said, "Teacher, it's going to rain outside, so you should go back and rest early."

Hearing this, this stalwart figure was slightly startled, looked up at the window, and the gloomy thunder was rolling in, which seemed to herald the coming of heavy rain.

He frowned slightly, nodded and said, "I see, you go first."

The young girl priest glanced at him, didn't say anything more, turned her head and left.

After they left, the middle-aged man wrote a summary of the half-finished case in his hand, then put the quill back in the pen holder, got up and put other cases in the drawer, and came to the door to put on his priest and deacon hat. Picked up the tarpaulin umbrella and left the courthouse.

"Hello Deacon Huo."

"I have seen Deacon Huo."

Along the way, the apprentice priests or judge knights who were still busy in the courthouse bowed their heads respectfully when they saw the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had long been accustomed to it, and walked out of the gate of the trial court with a calm expression. At this time, the raindrops had already dripped down and touched his clothes. He looked up, frowned slightly, opened the tarpaulin umbrella in his hand, and got down. up the steps.

Immediately, the rain started to heavy. (To be continued)). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at the starting point (), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read. )