Chapter 170: New Dens

"It's her?" Du Di'an recalled the smell wafting from the carriage, his eyes flickered slightly, and after a while, he set off to pursue in the direction of the smell.

after an hour.

Following the trail left by the smell, Du Di'an came to a nearby town. The streets here are quite messy. There are sometimes rats in some dark alleys along the way. There are few people.

Du Dian stopped in front of a huge manor by the side of the town, and saw the carriage that had passed behind him earlier, parked in a corner of the manor. Near the carriage, there were seven or eight other carriages. In terms of shape, they are not professional carriages on the street, but privately built vehicles with different fabrics and sizes.

Du Dian stood on the corner, looking at the manor, and soon noticed that the lawn of the manor was extremely clean, and there were four guards at the entrance. Behind the other walls of the manor, there was a fixed smell, going back and forth along a fixed route. Fluttering, it should be the patrolling guard in the manor.

Du Di'an took a closer look, and secretly said in his heart: "It's really her!" He turned and left, walked around the town, and soon found a tailor shop, entered it, and said to the boss: "Make me a set The robe, I want it now."

The boss was a curly-haired woman. When he saw a guest coming in, he hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically, and said, "Please take a seat. The robe is very convenient, and it will be ready in no time."

Du Dian nodded.

Looking around in the store, I suddenly smelled a faint fishy smell. I looked in the direction of the smell, but it emanated from the wall behind the tailor's shop. women.

The curly-haired woman just turned around and asked, "What color do you want?"

Du Di'an's eyes moved slightly and said: "Black, linen is fine."

"Okay!" The curly-haired woman turned around and picked out a piece of black cloth, and took out scissors to cut. In this era, mechanical energy has not been used, and sewing machines have not been invented.

Du Di'an silently looked at the back of the curly-haired woman, and suddenly found that the color of her fingernails was light red, and there was still some scum left in the gap. With his eyesight, although they were separated by a few meters, it seemed to be close to watching carefully. You can see clearly, these dregs are minced meat!

"Is it a murderer? Or an alchemist of the life faction?" Du Di was secretly awe-inspiring. He didn't expect to find a tailor shop in this small town, and he would encounter such a thing. He thought of the many carriages parked in front of the manor. He faintly felt that he seemed to have entered an incredible alchemy stronghold.

After a while, the curly-haired woman handed the finished black robe to Du Dian and said, "Please change it to see if it fits."

Du Di'an didn't wear it, just looked at it and said, "It's okay." After paying the money, he picked up the black robe and turned to leave. As for the mask, although it was sold in this store, he still gave up the purchase, otherwise it would be the black robe again. The mask is too weird. If the other party is also an alchemist, he will probably guess his identity and leave his face information.

Du Di'an went to other shops in the town to buy ink and pens, plush dolls and masks, flowers and other items.

He came to a small hotel, threw the plush doll aside, dipped a pen in ink, and painted an alchemy tattoo on his chest. After a while, the black cross tattoo was branded on his chest again, and he asked the boss for some coal. , point it in the room, dry the ink on the chest, then crush the flowers, smear the juice on the chest, and tear off the remaining petals and throw them in the interlayer of underwear.

Finally, holding the black robe and mask, he left the hotel.

Before returning to the manor, Du Dian was at the corner, and when no one was paying attention, he put on the black robe and a white cat mask he bought at random, and then walked towards the manor.

"Who is it!" The four guards noticed Du Di'an, and they stopped him when he approached.

Du Di'an said: "Get out of the way."

The four guards heard such a strong voice behind the white cat mask, and looked at each other, one of the guards slightly restrained the coldness on his face,

Whispered: "Do you have an invitation?"

Du Dian frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and quickly said: "I didn't bring it."

"Didn't you bring it?" The four guards were stunned, and their faces suddenly turned cold, "Please leave, this is a private territory, and you are not allowed to enter without an invitation."

Du Di'an said: "I'm here to find a friend. Please help me to report. She just came here, called Nightingale. She has an invitation card. I made an appointment with her to come here today. She can prove my identity."

The four guards looked at each other, and one of them shook his head and said, "No, we are not responsible for reporting here."

Du Di'an's voice was cold, and he said softly: "Don't know how to praise, if you delay today's big event, you can't take this responsibility!"

The guard frowned slightly and said with a sneer, "Stop talking nonsense, it's just that my master invites friends to hold a private party. It's not a big deal. If you keep talking, we can only use tough means to ask you to leave."

Du Di'an didn't expect this guard to be so difficult, so he could only say: "Really, how many stars is your master? Even a guard in the district has such a big face?"

The expressions of the four guards suddenly changed. The previous man looked at Du Dian carefully and said, "You just said you were looking for Nightingale, right? I'll go in and ask you to see if there is such a person. If not, don't blame me. We're welcome!"

Du Di'an snorted coldly and said, "It's her old friend three years ago, the hound looking for her."

"Hound?" Hearing this apparently nickname, the four guards looked at Du Di'an's complexion slightly, and the guard immediately turned around and ran into the manor.

Ten minutes later, the guard returned, but his attitude became polite, and he said in a humble tone: "Wait a moment, I will inform you, she will be fine soon."

Du Dian stood with his hands behind his back and waited quietly.

After a while, the door of the manor was opened, and a tall Miaoman figure wearing an owl mask came out with a skirt. She was dressed brightly, and from the perspective of her dress, it looked like a common masked ball dress.

After a while, Nightingale came to the door and looked at the masked white cat figure outside, with some doubts in her heart, and said, "Are you a hound?"

When Du Di'an heard this beautiful and tactful voice, although it was a little changed from three years ago, it was more clean and mature, but it was still the familiar tone. Knowing that his nose was not wrong, he immediately said: "Rat, poisonous snake, nightingale, Hound." Say four code names in a row.

Nightingale was slightly startled when she heard it, and she pondered for a moment, then said, "Can you show me your tattoo?"

Du Dian nodded slightly.

The guard next to him opened the door, and Du Di'an came to the vicinity and lifted the black robe on his chest to reveal the black cross tattoo on his chest.

Taking a look, Nightingale breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I didn't expect it to be you, how did you find me?"

Seeing that Du Dian's identity was confirmed, the four guards next to him were relieved.

Du Di'an said: "I was wandering in this town recently, and I accidentally saw you today."

Nightingale's owl mask revealed a pair of clear eyes, looked at Du Di'an playfully, and said, "No intention, I haven't seen you for three years, you can still recognize me, it's not easy to explain."

Du Di'an heard her teasing tone, but he was stunned, his head turned quickly, and he scratched his head and said, "Well, in fact, I heard about it from a friend, but I'm not sure if it's the same person. I took the risk today to try it out. Try and find out it's really you."

Nightingale said with great interest, "Friend? Which friend? Tell me I might know you."

Du Di'an saw her asking the bottom line, smiled bitterly, and said, "My friend doesn't want others to know his name, for fear of causing trouble, so I hope you forgive me."

Nightingale tilted her head to look at him for a while, with a smile in her eyes, and said, "Forget it, I'm pretty sure of your identity anyway, and no stupid knight of light will come to this town. Investigation, let's go ahead and talk about it, I still have a lot of questions to ask you." (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. )