Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

"Is the target of the mission the same person just now?" Tavenal glanced over there, and Fang had already run away.

"That's right." Dadalia snapped his fingers, "Don't sympathize with him. Although he looks like a good person on the surface, he has done a lot of bad things in private, and the most important thing is-- He owes us money."

"He is preparing to consolidate his assets and run away recently. In order to recover the losses of Beiguo Bank, I decided to do it myself."

"Well, I'm quite professional in debt collection."

Dadalia said this lightly, all with a smile, like a fox.

Tavernar felt that his smile was stained with cruel blood.

"Don't you like going to the theater, buddy, together?"

Dadalia sent an invitation.

"Do you know where the other party lives?" Tavernaar didn't say no.

"Well, I've already sent people to check out the two addresses. It's hard to say exactly where he will end up. However, we can block all of them in one place."

"where?"

"The old place we've been to, the Tea House on the Rock." Dadalia laughed.

Rock, Tavernal instantly understood what the word "rock" engraved on the jade pendant meant.

At night, large clouds covered the sky, and the stars and the moon could not be seen.

Something was bound to happen on a night like this.

Follow Dadalia silently into the teahouse on the rock, hide behind the screen, blend in the shadows, and wait for the passage of time.

A man and a woman walked to the screen, and the flickering firelight elongated their shadows and cast them on the wall.

"Hahahaha, this trip is not small, even if the business here can't continue, you can go far away at any time."

The businessman I met during the day looked at the brochure in his hand, and he seemed completely free of the embarrassment and anxiety of the day, and looked confident.

"But, master..." The woman opposite him seemed a little hesitant.

"What about the debt?"

When these two words were uttered, his voice trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of something.

At this time, Tavernal had already remembered which part of the plot this corresponds to, and looked at Dadalia who had moved to a chair and was sitting leisurely with his legs crossed.

His face was hidden in the darkness, and the figure of the debt collector stood behind him. The candle light flickered slightly, and a frivolous and dangerous voice sounded in the room.

"Here's the collection."

The man and the woman obviously didn't expect that there were other people in the room, and they were all startled by the sudden sound.

"Who!"

"Come on! Protect the master!"

The young master supported his chin with one hand, and tapped the index finger of the other hand slowly on his knee, "No matter what you owe, it will be settled into a debt. I heard that in Liyue, you call this - it's just right and proper."

Chapter 17 Don't Open the Door to Strangers

The two finally saw the person in the darkness clearly, and they were terrified, "Yes, it's a fool, all fools!"

The businessman was terrified, but still heaved a sigh of relief, "Come here! We say that serving tea is our own way of hospitality. This friend has seen and seen!"

The young master snorted, and two water knives emerged from his hands, "Take it as exercise—"

Five minutes later, the debt collector stepped over the person who fell on the ground indifferently. The debt collector had searched through the collection of the other party, and finally offered a talisman with both hands.

Dadalia held the talisman to observe, and the debt collector stood by the door and said: "I didn't expect such a layman to hide the talisman of nothing taboo, but it hasn't appeared for many years."

"It's your job to collect debts, and you can't find out what treasures are in their house?" The young master said lightly, without looking at the other party.

"It's the subordinate's dereliction of duty." The debt collector panicked.

"Needless to say, let's go, we can call it a day..." Dadalia looked at Tavernar, who was holding the account book that the businessman had held in his hand before, and his face, which rarely showed any emotions, had a clear seriousness .

"Can you check this for me?" Tavenal walked over, opened the ledger, and pointed to an address on it.

Dadalia squinted his eyes and gave an easy answer: "Of course."

At noon the next day, someone knocked on the door of her inn, and the young master sent someone to deliver the results of his investigation.

Tavernaar sighed with emotion at his efficiency, and unfolded the paper to read.

The address on the ledger is located in Tianheng Mountain.

You will notice that it is only because of a note given in the ledger: Shunfeng took three piglets, lost one, and the remaining two can stand up. Recently, the price of food is high, so I will ask my father again.

At first glance, it was even a little bit wrong, but Tavina had seen similar words in that notebook, which was the slang of human traffickers.

According to the translation, it means:

Three more children were abducted along the way, one was lost, and the remaining two were in better health. Recently, the price was not suitable and they could not be sold, so they had to find new buyers.

The docks have recently lost three young children, and it's hard not to connect the two.

After packing up his things, Tavenal went to Tianheng Mountain alone according to the address.

The rugged mountain road is not difficult for Tavenal. Her body is different from ordinary people. Both physical strength and endurance have been greatly enhanced. It is no exaggeration to say that she can shatter a human skull with one palm.

Ordinary people may need to spend a whole day's journey, but under her footsteps, the destination was reached in less than half a day.

At this moment, the last rays of the setting sun are falling on the mountains, and night is about to fall.

It was a dark and stormy night, which was very suitable for a bad person like her to come out and act.

In the gradually darkening sky, Tavenal saw a wooden house built alone in the mountains, with darkness shrouded in front and lights behind the windows.

There are voices of women teaching children in the house, and voices of men yelling to eat. They look like a very ordinary, very ordinary family. In contrast to the surrounding lonely mountains, it gives people a feeling of finding family warmth. illusion.

Tavernaer stepped forward in the evening wind, and walked to the door of the house, strands of silver-white hair fluttered behind her head with the wind.

The white shadow knocked on the door amidst the chirping of cicadas, and the sound of tuk-tuk-duk seemed to break some false calm, and the sound in the house suddenly stopped.

After a while, a man's voice came out: "Who is it!"

It was so quiet inside and out that they listened with bated breath to the voices on the other side of the wall.

"A passer-by, it's not safe to walk outside alone in the dark, and I want to ask Fang whether it's convenient to stay overnight." The voice paused, "I will pay you."

It was a very young girl who heard the voice. A man and a woman in the room looked at each other for a moment. The man signaled the woman to keep an eye on the ignorant child and walked towards the door.

Bending down and looking out through the keyhole, one can vaguely see that the other party is a girl wearing a foreign-style skirt. She is neither old nor tall, and her figure standing in the night wind is particularly slender and pitiful.

The security was loosened, and the man reached out and pulled out the latch, and opened the door.

Squeak, as the door shaft turned, the figure of the person outside the door became clearer.

Delicate facial features, weak and pitiful demeanor, all hit the soft spot in people's hearts.

The man's eyes sparkled with excitement, his throat rolled and he swallowed his saliva, "Little girl, why are you traveling alone, where are your family and friends?"

Embarrassment and shame appeared on the girl's face, "I sneaked out to play alone, and my hometown is Mond."

No family or friends accompanied me, and I was alone.

This is undoubtedly a very perfect goal. Even if he disappears, the sky is high and the road is far away, and everything will be over when the news is sent back.

"This is not good. What should you do if you meet bad people outside alone? Come on, come in, go into the house, are you cold or hungry?" The man put on a concerned look, and led people into the house like this.

Turning to face the woman, he blinked and kept hinting, the woman smiled, pulled Tavernaer to sit on a stool aside, and asked about his health.

The child also leaned aside curiously, "Sister, your hair is so long——"

He stretched out his hand to wrap a strand of silver-white hair around his fingertips, and Tavernar lowered his eyes to stare at the five-year-old child.

The woman returned from the kitchen and brought a bowl of vegetable porridge.

"Come on, be hungry, fill your stomach first." She was gentle and considerate, like a warm aunt next door.

Watching the girl pick up the bowl and drink the porridge water little by little, smiles appeared on the faces of the men and women.

"How do you feel? Does it taste good?" The woman was concerned, watching her every move, judging the effective time of the drug.

"Can I have another bowl?" Tavenal scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and whispered: "I didn't eat at noon..."

So the woman filled another bowl and watched Tavenal drink it all, but she still sat there steadily, her ice blue eyes were extraordinarily clear under the reflection of the dancing candlelight.

The woman looked at the man, a little bewildered.

"Girl, it's getting dark. If you're sleepy, go to my son's room and sleep. Don't push yourself. He's with us today." His eyes were quite indifferent.

Tavernaar shook his head, but nodded a little, showing an inexplicable smile: "I'm not sleepy at all, the porridge just now is delicious, what did uncle and aunt put in it?"

The woman's eyelids trembled violently twice, and she forced a smile and said, "It's just a very common condiment, do you like it, I can pack some for you and take it away with you."

"Hehe, I don't dare to ask for it. If I get caught by the government, how should I explain their origin..."

"You, who are you!"

"I--" Tavernaar stretched his tone, and the walls of the house began to condense with frost, "A villain on a whim, that's all."

The candle was extinguished, and after three muffled sounds, the house returned to calm again, and the humming of cicadas remained in the forest.

Chapter 18 Good Citizens Passing by

Looking at the three people who fainted on the ground with a blank face, Tavernar calmed down the elemental force scurrying in the house, waited for a while, and opened the elemental vision.

Scanning around, except for the scattered ice element particles all over the room, there is no abnormal element residue.

Recently, I have been relying too much on the Eye of God. In this case, it may be more effective to use simple fists.

After a moment of reflection, she began to search with more primitive methods.

She took out her staff and tapped it here and there, checking for possible dark rooms inch by inch.

With a bang, there was an empty reverberation under a floor, and Tavernaar immediately pushed away the table above, and saw the pull ring under it.

It was not locked, and she easily opened it to the cellar below.

The interior was pitch black, and Tavernall glanced at the candle that had been extinguished by her before, and went to the kitchen to find a flint and relight it.

Just when she was about to go down to the basement with the lamp, she frowned at the three people lying outside, put the lamp on the table aside, and walked into the kitchen again.

She found a thick hemp rope from the woodpile, and tied the three of them together.

In this way, even if she woke up on the way down, she couldn't run away. Although she was confident that they could lie down until tomorrow, she still had to take precautions to avoid all kinds of accidents.

After solving her worries, she picked up the lamp again, stepped on the ladder for a few small jumps, and came down smoothly.

The flickering candlelight illuminated a small area, and the darkness farther away became less pure, with vague outlines revealed.

There was a rustling sound in the basement, it was the sound of clothes rubbing, as if the candlelight had awakened it.

The child's faint sobs sounded, but they were extremely restrained and depressed, as if they were afraid of something.

Tavernal's calm face was warmed by the orange firelight, and she walked towards the direction of the sound.

The light of the fire licked the dark territory little by little. The first thing that caught the eye was a cage, which was most commonly used in the wild to catch wild animals. It was made of wood, and it was quite sturdy; Dirty, clotted with grime.

Tavernaar kept moving forward, and a trembling young figure covered his eyes and curled up under the firelight. It looked like a little boy who was only seven or eight years old. His other hand was biting his mouth, as if he wanted to Force yourself not to cry through the pain. .

The fire turned around, and one after another similar cages held children of different ages, both male and female, the youngest was no more than five years old, and the oldest seemed to be twelve or thirteen years old.

seven.

Tavernal counted the abducted children in the basement, and looked at the empty wooden cages. How many people were there when it was the most crowded?

Seeing that they were unable to open their eyes due to the sudden light, Tavernaar said to them: "I am an adventurer, I am here to save you."

Some of the seven children were in a daze, trying to open their eyes to look at the center of the fire; a little more frightened, they kept shrinking back; the youngest child looked out through the cage timidly, his eyes were constantly shedding tears because of the stimulation of the light. There was hope in the small voice: "Really?"

Tavernaar turned to him, his voice softened unknowingly, "Really."

She walked outside the cage where the little boy was, and grabbed the cage with one hand, "Come on, hide back a little, I'll let you out."

The little boy nodded with tears in his eyes, and retreated obediently to the other side of the cage. Tavenal estimated the distance, stepped on the bottom of the cage with his feet, and yanked back with his hand holding the wooden rail——

Kacha, that slender white arm somehow managed to have such strength, just pulling it so bluntly, it actually broke the wooden fence abruptly,

She stretched out her hand to another wooden fence beside her, and pulled it outward in the same way, and sawdust flew.

Just like that, a gap that could allow one person to pass appeared in front of the little boy. In the vision blurred by tears, he could only see the person illuminated by the orange candlelight with a head of beautiful white hair, just like the one given to him by his grandfather. The fairy in the story told.

Tavernaar looked at the little boy whose tears were getting more and more violent, "It's time to come out."