"You killed it?" The old patriarch Fulin was a little surprised.
"You should know that I have a feud with Bailin." Du Dian chuckled and said, "When the consortium is investigating, it shouldn't notice me, a little junior hunter. If you investigate, you should be able to find out , when they were carrying out their mission, I happened to be temporarily dispatched outside the wall to cooperate with Greyley in hunting down the Black Weaver."
The old patriarch Flynn was stunned. When Du Dian mentioned Grailly and the Black Weaver, he immediately recalled several major events that happened that year. These two events happened to overlap.
"You, you weren't considered a junior hunter at the time, you could only be considered an apprentice hunter at most, how could you kill Bailin, she was an intermediate hunter!" the old patriarch Fulin said in disbelief.
Du Dian glanced at his desk and said with a smile: "If you have read the recent newspapers, you should know the news about the death of Deacon Hollett in the Tribunal."
The old patriarch Fulin stared blankly, then his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at him in horror.
"That's right, I killed it too." Du Dian said with a smile.
The old patriarch Fulin couldn't help but said: "He is the deacon of the court, you, why did you kill him?"
"The main reason I was imprisoned was his judgment." Du Dian smiled slightly and said, "I tell you these two things, just to tell you that if I want, your Ryan family will be able to meet you tonight." Complete destruction, this, please believe it!"
The old patriarch Fulin's pupils shrank slightly, and he stared blankly at Du Dian. After a long silence, he suddenly became a little tired, and a lot of sweat dripped from his old face. He could no longer hide the trembling of his body, and slowly sat back on the chair. , said: "So, I have no choice?"
Du Dian touched his chin and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Well, it seems that there is really no more, unless... you choose to maintain the noble character of the nobility, persist in fighting criminals, and then be honorably exterminated. In this case, it may be recorded in the annals of later generations , can leave a line of glorious records, and it is not ashamed of the ancestors of the Ryan family."
The old patriarch Fulin smiled wryly, and said: "You don't have to tease me. I knew that you were not a simple character if you escaped from the Thorn Flower Prison. Maybe Bailin's team was really killed by you. Anyway, you I still have the strength to kill this old man, even if I want to save my own life, I will agree to you, but if Deacon Hollett is really killed by you, the court will definitely track it down, even if I take you Out on bail, you'll be in prison again, and you'll be executed immediately!"
Du Dian smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about this matter, I have my own way to deal with it."
The old patriarch Fulin couldn't help but glanced at him, hesitated to speak, and finally held back the question, saying: "Since you have your own plan, I won't say much, but it is difficult to mine ore from the Hongyeshan mine. It is almost a waste mine, even if it is sold, it is difficult to sell it at a high price."
Du Dian smiled and said: "Mines are like people. As long as you dress up a little, even if it is ugly at first, you can still see it after dressing up. I believe I don't need to elaborate on how to do it."
The old patriarch Fulin took a deep look at him and said, "I see."
Du Dian walked slowly to the desk and said: "It's getting late, you can write the bail letter now, and send the servants to the court to submit the bail application."
The face of the old patriarch Fulin changed slightly, he stared at the young man carefully, finally sighed in his heart, and said: "I can probably believe that Bailin and the others really died at your hands." He took out the letter paper, filled the quill pen with ink, and started writing.
Du Di watched quietly. After a while, the bail was written and the Ryan family crest was stamped at the end.
"Tomorrow, I will find a way to sell the mine and raise money to help you take care of it." The old patriarch Fulin closed the letter and sighed.
Du Dian nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Don't worry too much, I will give you a big gift when you are done."
The old patriarch Fulin smiled bitterly and said nothing.
After a while, after Du Dian hid, the old patriarch Fulin called the housekeeper, handed over the letter, and ordered it to be sent to the court overnight.
Du Dian hid in the dark and observed carefully, in case the old man Fulin secretly transferred the letter paper. After the housekeeper left, he smelled that the letter paper with the smell of old man Fulin was transferred to another person. Leading the horse, he left the castle.
When the door was closed, Du Dian came out from behind the door and said to the old patriarch Fulin: "It's getting late, so I'll go back to sleep first. I wish you a good dream too. This is a good start."
The old patriarch Fulin smiled wryly, he was destined to lose sleep tonight.
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The day after Hollett's body was found.
In the Warden's Office in the inner fort of Briarflower Prison.
A figure in black armor hurriedly pushed the door open, glanced at Jones behind the desk, and asked, "Warden, I heard you have news about the criminal?"
"That's right." Jones saw him coming, threw him a piece of letterhead on the table, and said, "This is the news I just got. The trace of that brat has been exposed, and the location is in the business district."
The young man in black armor quickly opened the letterhead, looked around, and couldn't help but change his face: "Kill Deacon Hollett? Isn't he in a poor area? How could he run to a commercial area?"
Jones said in a deep voice: "He went to the slums earlier, and it is likely that he deliberately exposed it through the direction of your search, so that you can believe that he is hiding in the slums and ignore the searches in other areas."
Hearing his words, the young man in black armor felt that he had been slapped hard on the face. Anger appeared in his eyes, and he said, "You mean, we were tricked by him?"
Jones said indifferently: "From the moment he escaped from prison, it was like playing tricks on us. Now, you immediately dispatch people to the business district to search for his traces. I believe that with your nose, if you search the entire business district, you will be able to catch him." dig it out!"
The young man in the black armor looked gloomy, looked at the letter in his hand, and suddenly said: "It only said that there are two steel nails. These steel nails are not exclusive to our prison. They can be forged in some blacksmith shops. Could it be just a coincidence? If I were him, when I was wanted, I tried my best to lure the people we were hunting to the slums. It makes no sense to do such a thing again in a blink of an eye to expose my whereabouts. Wouldn't this make the previous plan in vain? gone?"
Jones glanced at him and said: "Even if he doesn't do this, you have searched the slums for so many days, but you still haven't found him. Sooner or later, you will shift your attention to other areas. He should know that he made this move." There will be a possibility of exposure, and we also know that we will search in the past. The purpose of doing this is just to know where our search team is and to lead us by the nose."
The young man in black armor couldn't help saying: "Since you know this, why do you want me to go?"
Jones sighed, and said: "There is no way, even if I know what this kid is thinking, I still have to jump in. After all, the one who died was a deacon of the court, and the most suspected one is this kid who escaped from prison. If we don't take some action, how can the court and the nobles trust our prison?"
The young man in black armor was a little silent, and after a while, he said: "I will send some people there, and then I will send another part to look for the residential areas."
Jones nodded and said, "That's right, I also have the same intention, but you must come forward for this investigation in the business district, otherwise there is no way to give an explanation to the court."
"I know." The young man in black armor nodded slightly.
"I just escaped from prison. I thought I would do my part and hide in a corner, but I poked such a big hole in the end. It's going to make a mess." Jones squeezed his fingers slightly, narrowed his eyes and said: "Wait to catch this brat, I have to peel off a layer of his skin alive, and then pour pepper water on him, making him miserable!"