The career of an evil alchemist that started with picking up a crazy sword girl

But today, his habit helped Lu Lin a lot.

Speaking of the most trouble-seeking people in the pub, apart from the drunkards with bad drinks, they are the gangsters who are keen on provoking troubles.

If you want to find a villain to kill who will not hesitate to die, among these people, it should be the easiest target to meet Lu Lin's expectations.

Lu Lin usually behaves in a low-key manner, staying far away from these people and not interested in them, so naturally he doesn't know much about them.

But Tang Bo was different. As a clerk in a tavern, he couldn't help but deal with these guys.

Chatting with him, Lu Lin could easily learn the rumors about these gangsters.

Soon, noteworthy information appeared in the chat.

"You should know the snack bar in the alley east of the market, right?" Tang Bo said.

"Huh? Which one sells glutinous rice dumplings?" Lu Lin asked.

"Yes, that's the one," Tombo nodded.

"I know that the proprietress of his family is very nice," Lu Lin said. "Every time they have new flavors to try, I will go and have a small portion. Although the proprietress knows that I won't buy it, she never says Pass me and ask for my opinion.”

"Yes, Mrs. Billing is a good person," Tombo said, but he sighed, "It's a pity, alas..."

Hearing Tang Bo's words, Lu Lin suddenly had a bad premonition and asked hurriedly: "What do you mean by this?"

"Well, you didn't know it, but Mrs. Billing has been on the public list recently," Tombaugh said.

Upon hearing this, Lu Lin's eyes widened in shock.

brochure.

This is a slang term among the gangsters in the tavern. The so-called book is the book used by the pimps in the tavern to attract customers. Being on the book means starting a flesh and blood business.

"How is that possible? Mrs. Billing's business has always been good? Why does she need to do such a thing?" Lu Lin said in astonishment.

"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 went to 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. He kept feeding Mr. Billing cards at the gambling table that day. 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 shout after them. If they shout too much, they will be thirsty. If 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," Tang Bo 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 the world's specialty cannabis product. 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, within two months, Mr. Bilin's family assets were completely emptied by Dai Beier. The dozens of silver coins he earned before were now lost dozens of times."

"After the money was gone, the addiction became even greater. Later, he naturally began to owe them debts, and the debt collectors came to his house. In the end, even Mrs. Bilin was put on the list of prostitutes."

At this point, Tang Bo sighed heavily again and shook his head, saying, "Their family... It's probably over now. I don't know how long we can eat their meatballs..."

At this point, Tang Bo seemed to be unable to continue, sighed again, and then ate noodles in silence.

Lu Lin also fell silent.

This kind of thing has been seen a lot in various legal programs in the previous life, but this is the first time it has really happened to him.

And it was in a different world.

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

Without detailed laws and criminal investigation systems, once things become complicated, they will try to simplify them and then simply deal with them. In the case of Mr. Bilin, as long as the other party produces evidence of Mr. Bilin's debt, they will often stop caring.

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

Later, Lu Lin did not talk too much about other topics with Tang Bo.

First, the atmosphere was a bit solemn, and second, Lu Lin's goal had been determined.

The gang scum who likes to be alone is really the most suitable target for his mission.

So next, Lu Lin used it to indirectly inquire about some news related to Dai Beier, and learned his basic characteristics and his daily activities.

According to Tang Bo, he would come to the tavern almost every night shortly after the tavern opened. He is a ground spirit with reddish-brown hair and likes to wear dark clothes.

Although there are many ground spirits with similar characteristics, Tang Bo will be in the tavern anyway, so Lu Lin will ask if he is not sure.

As for the time before the tavern opened, Lu Lin could prepare some things first.

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

He went into the house and saw that the girl was still huddled in the same place. The house had not been robbed and 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 three silver coins, especially those small bottles of seasonings. Although they looked small, each was worth dozens of copper coins. Even though Lu Lin was now much more well-off, he still felt a little sorry.

After carrying this pile of ingredients to the door, Lu Lin started to make a fire and cook.

He planned to wash and cut the meat and vegetables, blanch them, mix them with seasonings and steam them together with rice, and directly steam a pot of stewed rice.

The vegetables he bought were also suitable for adding to stewed rice, and the meat would not smell fishy after blanching.

Although it is certainly not as good as a table of carefully cooked meals, the kitchen utensils are limited, and even if Lu Lin really wants to cook a table of dishes, he can't do it.

Even for this simple stewed rice, because it is inconvenient to get water, boil water, wash vegetables, cut vegetables, and pick up meat and vegetables, Lu Lin tossed and tossed for nearly two hours before finally stewing the rice.

Originally, I was worried that eating a bowl of tomato noodles before would affect my appetite. Now, after this tossing, that small bowl of noodles has long been digested. Sitting by the fire, smelling the fragrance wafting from the edge of the pot lid, Lu Lin swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

More than a hundred days.

He can finally eat something different.

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

He turned his head slowly.

I saw the girl wrapped in bandages, like a mummy, standing behind him, looking down at him quietly with her empty eyes.

Chapter 8 A good girl is so dirty

Lu Lin was sure that for a moment, his heart almost stopped beating.

It was too scary.

If the other party was not a mummy wrapped by him, he would have thought he was a ghost.

However, the girl did not do anything to him afterwards, but just sat next to him silently, staring at the pot and began to be in a daze.

From the way she looked, she looked like a good child waiting for dinner.

However, her eyes were still so empty that there was no expectation for food or any other emotions in them.

Lu Lin didn't know how people could always maintain this state.

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.

Then, some thoughts will arise in your mind.

For example.

"Oh, it's a cat running over."

"Oh, it's the neighbor 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 through, people's eyes will always follow their thoughts, and there will naturally be some vitality in their eyes.

However, this girl's eyes can't see anything like this.

If Lu Lin hadn't been pressed to the ground by her accurately before, Lu Lin would have suspected that her eyes were actually blind.

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

Until the rice was cooked, Lu Lin opened the pot lid, and the aroma from the pot came to his face, Lu Lin finally caught a slight change in the girl's expression on her face.

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

But at least he was sure of one thing.

The girl came here at this time, which meant that she should come to eat.

Think about it, it's right, she had just recovered from a serious illness, and she didn't know how long she hadn't eaten, it was normal to be hungry.

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

Lu Lin served a large bowl of rice to each of them. Just when he was thinking about whether to get a spoon or chopsticks for the girl, he was shocked to see that the girl actually grabbed the hot food with her hands and stuffed it into her mouth one by one.

Her movements did not seem fast, and there was no sense of urgency to gobble down food, but there was a sense of weirdness.

She was clearly eating, but she did not seem to pay attention to the food at all. She just grabbed handfuls of food and brought them to her mouth by feeling, and then ate, chewed, and swallowed by instinct.

Her face was covered with greasy rice grains, and her messy hair, which was already extremely messy and covered half of her face, made her look very sloppy. Such an appearance, coupled with the weird and mechanical behavior and empty eyes, once made Lu Lin feel that the hair on his body stood up.

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

The meal that was originally expected was also eaten with some fear.

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

Then, she put down the bowl and went into the house, without even wiping off the rice grains on her face, and returned to the table in the corner and huddled up.

Lu Lin looked at her, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Uh...

At least, she is stable?

And she knows how to eat...

Is this a good development?

Forget it, it's all right, at least Lu Lin can eat his meal with peace of mind now.

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

This time, he ate until he was full before stopping.

Because he cooked a lot, there was still a small pot left in the pot, which should be enough for the next meal.

After covering the pot, Lu Lin returned to the house and put the backpack he used to collect herbs on his back.

After eating and drinking, it's time to work.

Since he has made up his mind to kill someone, the preliminary preparations must be done well.