I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

"I always felt that the death of Dr. House was the purpose of the murderer. He killed the doctor in order to torture him. He had a deep hatred for this person, but according to what you said, this person is usually not For revenge, even if someone wants to kill him, it is because he knows what he should not know, which is different from the attitude of a murderer."

"Pleasure offender?"

Drizzt rubbed his chin, this kind of prisoner is really difficult to deal with, because killing has no logic, just killing for the sake of killing.

In the abandoned capital, the most difficult cases to solve were not those carefully planned tricks or secret rooms. As long as the suspects could be locked down in these cases and the testimonies checked one by one, the murderer could be caught easily.

The hardest case to crack is the random homicide case.

Those pleasure criminals usually take killing for pleasure. For them, killing is not a means to achieve an end, but killing is an end in itself. They gain happiness through killing.

They may wander around the corners of dark streets, casually killing some homeless people, or women walking at night, guards on duty, etc. The bodies of these victims may not be found for a while.

When the bodies are found, due to identity issues, the police may not seriously pursue the cases of the dead, and most of them will be attributed to gang fights, and the blame will be thrown to the gangs.

"So, this person killed Dr. House and the call girl in the dark room, and then moved Dr. House's body to the first floor for him to be discovered. Does this mean that he killed the call girl just by accident? , His real target is Dr. House, the murderer wants to deliver such a message?"

Lu Jian suddenly had a sudden inspiration.

"It's like wanting to mark who is the murderer in a novel, but accidentally drew two wrong names. In order to make the latecomers not admit their mistakes, they wrote the name of the real murderer on the page again."

"...You are really wicked."

Drizzt couldn't help complaining.

But after thinking about it, Lu Jian's statement seems to have some truth?

===398. Prohibition===

They simply left a record with the police. In the evening, when the sun was setting, Drizzt, Lu Yi and Shia left Dr. House's clinic.

"Someone staring at you?"

In a restaurant on the side of the road, Drizzt described what he felt in the underground darkroom.

What surprised him was that neither Lu Jian nor Shia felt it.

The thing seemed to be coming for Drizzt.

"Could it be that you really know something extraordinary, that the other party wants to kill you?"

Lu Jian picked up a warm potato, peeled off the outer skin, sprinkled some salt and pepper, and took a bite.

"There was something in that room that I didn't dare to say when I was inside."

Drizzt sighed and stirred the broth with a spoon. Compared with the vegetable broth in Heijie, the broth in the restaurant at least has real meatloaf, and the taste is much stronger.

"But Lu Jian and I didn't feel it, it shouldn't be."

Shia gobbled it up and said, in front of her, she had already eaten a chicken leg together with the bone, leaving only a little crumbs of the big piece of bread, as for the steak and vegetable soup, it was only because Shia was talking Slightly delayed their fate of being eaten up and wiped clean.

"Is it really an illusion?"

Drizzt is also very clear that Lu Jian and Shia, one is not a normal person, and the other is superhuman, if the two of them don't feel it, then there is probably nothing, it's just their own psychological effect.

"Forget it, let's take a look at the next investigation target, the supplier who contacted Dr. House, and the two patients he has received. By the way, I may go to Mrs. Martina's tomorrow morning, after all Some things are better left alone."

He patted his chest, the case records were in the inner pocket of the long windbreaker.

"Is there a possibility that the friends and relatives of these people who were killed by the noble lady of the gang had hatred and wanted to kill an accomplice like Dr. House?"

Lu Jian asked again.

"It's also possible that I have recorded the names and information of the deceased, and I can investigate tomorrow."

As a detective, Drizzt still has this level of sense of smell.

"You two can sleep in my detective agency tonight. I'm a little worried that other monsters will appear due to the influence of the Quiet Place."

"Great!"

Lu Jian made a good voice.

"Are there usually a lot of monsters in Wasteland?"

It seems that Shia has never been to the abandoned capital except for the last [Madman's Mouth] mission, so she is not very familiar with the state here.

"Not many. To be honest, I have traveled in so many foreign lands. I think the most dangerous thing in the abandoned city is not monsters, but humans."

Drizzt smiled wryly.

After dinner, the three walked through the streets.

As the name suggests, Gray Lane is at the junction of the rich and the poor. There are many call girls standing under the street lamps. A beggar, with numb eyes, unable to see any will.

The only thing that is missing is the drunks, because the abandoned city is still in the period of prohibition, so those guys who rely on alcohol to paralyze themselves have not appeared on the streets, but has the crime rate really decreased?

Lu Jian didn't quite believe it.

"So, due to the Prohibition Law, some doctors would brew and sell alcohol without permission. Does Dr. House have this hobby?"

He had seen alcohol in the dark room before, and in this foreign land of prohibition, this kind of thing was quite risky.

"It's possible, but at least the wine in his darkroom is not brewed by himself. I recognize the labels of those wines. They are brewed by the Catania family. In certain high-class parties, these wines will be served to those guests in small rooms. Tasting in the room, it should be given to him by Mrs. Martina."

Drizzt explained.

Laws like Prohibition, which are strict to the lower class, are naturally looser to the upper class.

Lu Juan looked at the rich area, which is also resplendent at night, brightly lit, illuminating the roads in the poor area, more dazzling than the street lights here. In those houses, the so-called upper class people sing and sing every night, and the wine is definitely not good. will be absent from these banquets.

But because of prohibition, drinking alcohol in public and at parties is not allowed, so many people will go to the lounge of the banquet hall, where they will discuss the deal while tasting wine.

A small group of people walked by the side of the street. These people were wearing old clothes, their faces were ashen, and there were some stains on their bodies that were difficult to wash off, whether it was caused by paint or coal.

"These are the workers over there. They start work at seven in the morning until nine at night, six days a week, and earn enough money for two people to eat. The pollution from those factories, I mean exhaust gas It’s very serious, especially in recent years, a worker can’t work for at most three years, otherwise he will die.”

Drizzt whispered to Shia and Lu Jian.

"Many of them are farmers living in the wilderness outside the abandoned capital. Because of the adoption of some new technologies, the wealthy people who have mastered the farmland fired them and let these people enter the abandoned capital. They are illiterate and have no skills themselves. They can only enter the factory and continue to be squeezed by the rich."

"Why not go to another city, or go further into the wild?"

Shia was puzzled.

In the Kingdom of the Night, there is no such exploitation and oppression. If a person cannot go to the Gray Tower to learn magic, he can also farm, raise livestock, log, and raise fish. After all, he can support himself.

"The outside of the abandoned city is barren, and even bounty hunters are unwilling to waste time there. Farther places, like our last time, require a long journey, and there are dangers. Many people can't even afford the fare. rise."

Drizzt lit the tobacco in his pipe, inhaled the pungent smell, and relieved his fatigue.

"Also, even if you go to other cities, you may still be oppressed by those in power in those cities. It doesn't make any difference. At least you have more chances to abolish the capital. If you have good physical strength and good luck, you can join the gang and become a thug."

"Terrible."

Shia couldn't help but sighed.

"That's why I said, compared to monsters, the people in the waste capital are more terrifying. Monsters will only kill you, at least you won't feel it when they eat you, but in this city, you will only feel the slow death swallowing you. The pain lasts until the moment you stop breathing."

Drizzt led the two of them skillfully across the street, and returned to Drizzt's Detective Agency, which was also located at the junction of rich and poor.

As soon as the door opened, a fat orange cat was sitting on the sofa, looking up at the door lazily. When it noticed Lu Lian, the orange cat suddenly jumped up and looked at this side vigilantly. Where did he go.

"I'm going to borrow two quilts, you can find a comfortable floor."

Drizzt pointed to a messy ground, and then went downstairs.

Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket!

===399.Dream===

In the abandoned capital at night, in the streets where the rich and the poor meet, the sound of factories running can still be heard.

After a long silence, there was a dull bang, followed by the sound of pistons and gears, followed by a burst of small noises, and finally calmed down. After waiting for a while, it was like this again.

Lu Jian thought of the train. When he took the sleeper train overnight, he heard the sound of the collision between the wheels and the rails. It was also noisy and rhythmic.

He was lying on the ground. The quilt borrowed by Drizzt was not too warm, but fortunately, the weather in the abandoned capital was not cold. The smog permeating the area where the poor lived had a greenhouse effect, making the air here warm and humid. But if you live here for a long time, you will definitely contract lung-related diseases, which will cause serious damage to your body.

After zero o'clock, Shia began to sleep soundly after praying, and even heard the sound of snoring, which surprised Lu Lian.

Maybe I ate too much during the day.

Lu Jian temporarily blocked what he saw and heard during the day from his mind, and closed his eyes.

Drizzt also fell into a deep sleep, he lay on the sofa, the soft sofa that had become his own shape perfectly supported his body, allowing Drizzt to sleep peacefully.

Of course, the reason why he can sleep peacefully is the pistol that is placed under the pillow and can be taken out at any time.

Drizzt was soon in a dream.

He felt as if he was sitting somewhere.

It's cold, damp, and dark, and the air smells foul, making skin pimples.

"Wake up quickly."

A voice woke Drizzt awake.

He saw that he was sitting in the corner of the alley, unable to use his hands and feet, and beside him was a disheveled girl.

"Great, I thought you wouldn't wake up."

The girl said, and took out another piece of bread that was a bit dirty, but it could be seen that it had been wiped.

"I can only find this, sorry, let's eat together."

The girl broke the bread in half and handed Drizzt the larger half.

Drizzt took a bite, with a slightly bitter taste, and he couldn't taste bread. Even though he knew it was a dream, he still felt an urge to vomit.

But the girl ate very seriously, even licking the crumbs off her fingers.

"When your illness is better, we can go to the factory to work together. I heard that there is free soup in the factory. Aunt Jenny said that I will go to work in two days. When I can work, I will definitely go to work." There is money to treat your illness."

She said full of longing, her dirty face, but her eyes were full of hope and shining brightly.

Drizzt was a little dazed for a moment.

"What's the matter, don't worry, I won't abandon you, we want to be together forever."