Chapter 1010 992. Dudu’s Family Incident
Many people in the Kingfisher Tavern started drinking in the afternoon.
If you were in a village or a small city, there would not be many such people. After all, most people still have to work.
But in Novigrad, they can already share a table in the tavern and have fun.
Someone in the tavern was shouting about a certain horse racing competition, as well as a fist of rage competition that seemed familiar to Lan En. Businessmen discussing business and knowledge.
Triss still didn't wear a hat or wrap up her hair, which was completely different from ordinary women.
This arrogance shows her identity as a sorceress.
Anyone with some knowledge in the tavern knows: this is the witch.
If you are a superstitious person, you will be afraid to look away from Triss at this time, for fear that your eyes will be cursed by the witch.
And people who know more about supernatural powers will not read more. Although sorceresses are generally charming, hot, and good-looking.
But equally obvious as these characteristics are their unstable tempers and extreme self-centeredness.
It is not uncommon for men to be favored by sorceresses and maintain an intimate relationship.
But generally these men will fall into a kind of psychological pain after showing a kind of "happiness squeezed dry by the night devil" in the first few days.
In an intimate relationship, the female partner is completely self-centered, does not consider the feelings of the male partner, and also has an overwhelming dominant position in the relationship. For most men, this kind of psychological pain Even the sensual pleasure cannot be suppressed.
They would rather find an ordinary female companion who is not so beautiful than endure this kind of psychological torture.
Therefore, over time, although the charm of sorceresses has not diminished at all, it has even become more and more powerful with the development and changes of fashion trends such as clothing and cosmetics.
But except for those young warriors who do not believe in evil and want to try something new, few men are willing to establish a stable and intimate relationship with a sorceress.
Most of them are one-night stands that satisfy physiological needs.
Therefore, sorceresses have always been kept at a distance even among the lower third topics that men talk about freely.
Of course, from Lan En’s perspective
‘Always in a weak position in intimate relationships’?
He really couldn't understand what this sentence meant.
“Let me think about it.”
Triss walking in front of Lan En was like a happy girl. Magic not only extended her lifespan and beauty, but also made her always Have the luxury of being optimistic and lively.
The sight of those in the tavern who were attracted by the enchanting beauty but quickly moved away in panic did not affect her mood at all.
"Should we go to Dudu's house now? You witchers always have to conduct on-site inspections when you work, right?"
"Yes, you are almost on your way, Triss."< br>
Lan En nodded indifferently and walked out of the Kingfisher Tavern with the sorceress.
Open the door to the Patriarch's Square. Walking out of the square, you will see that the three-story buildings in Novigrad are closely spaced, making the road look cramped.
Sometimes a string of pennants is hung between two small buildings on both sides of the street.
Dandelion had already told them about Dudu's residence on the way back to the city, so Lan En and Triss didn't have much trouble finding it.
This should be considered a wealthy area in Novigrad. Not only are the windows of each house made of high-quality, color-free, and bubble-free glass, but even the wooden doors are neatly cut and reused. The kind made of patterned iron frames that are nailed together.
But in fact
"I think Dandelion only needs to give us a street number, the house number doesn't matter at all."
Lan En stood on the street, He complained to the sorceress beside him.
The house in front of the two of them was quite conspicuous.
Although this area is a wealthy area, there is no physical separation from the area where poor people live.
There is a small fountain in the open space in the middle of the house. Many poor residents in the city come here to use the ornamental fountain as well water for the convenience of water.
The originally neat and clean stone tiles beside the fountain have become dirty and muddy due to repeated spills in the water.
Mud water overflowed from the gaps between the stone bricks.
It seems that the wealthy people who live here can't stop this water use, but they can at least keep their houses clean and tidy.
But in one of them, the door of the house was splashed with red liquid, and Lan En's witcher sense of smell told him that it was paint.
But ordinary people would probably think it was blood of something.
The methods used by gangs to collect debts seem to vary widely regardless of region.
“The door is locked.”
Triss stepped forward and pushed it. The paint on the door had long dried and the lock was still intact.
Lan En stood in front of the door with his tall body, holding the door bolt with his palm.
Then the light red fighting spirit on his hand flashed, and there was a clean, muffled sound of "bang".
The door bolt on the door was pushed out with a short and vigorous force, creating a gap as big as the palm of his hand, while other parts of the door panel only shook slightly, without even a crack.
The huge power is precisely controlled.
And when the door opened inward without any obstruction, Triss saw the structure of the door bolt inside.
A pure steel bite machine with magic residue on it.
It would be easier to destroy the lock than to split the entire wooden door into pieces.
Geralt used the [Sign of Alder] and probably couldn’t open it until he was breathing hard.
But in the face of Lan En's muscle power, there is no difference between the two.
There is no lock that cannot be broken, it just depends on the size of the movement.
Just because breaking into a door requires concealment and not attracting attention most of the time, 'breaking in' is a technical job.
But when the Nilfgaardians massacred Cintra, couldn't even the city gates be broken open with ballistas and trebuchets?
Lan En and Triss walked in calmly.
"My hands are glowing red? Rita didn't tell me about this. The witcher's new trick?"
Triss looked at Lan En teasingly.
The young witcher was unimpressed.
"It's just a technology from another world. It has nothing to do with magic, it has to do with the body. Rita hasn't seen me use it either." "So what you mean is..." Triss's eyes lit up, "I Do you know me better than Rita?"
Lan En did not speak anymore, he underestimated the competitive mentality among the sorceresses.
This is a structure whose interior decoration is very similar to Triss's villa.
Three floors, except for the walls, the floors and stairs are all wooden structures.
Bookcases containing books and cabinets with dried fruit plates and wine bottles are placed against the wall, which does not make the whole room look empty.
Aside from a little dust, it seems that Dudu was not hysterical or panicked because his business went bankrupt.
There is no trace of anger in this house, it’s just that no one has lived in it for a while.
"Most people who suddenly go bankrupt due to man-made accidents don't have this kind of self-cultivation."
Lan En walked to the cupboard, picked up the wine bottle on it, unscrewed the glass lid, smelled it, and looked at it again Look at the plate of dried fruits next to the wine bottle.
If this was a businessman who was going bankrupt normally, this bottle would have been smashed to pieces on the wooden floor.
"Livia cherry wine has a soft taste, and he quite enjoys it."
With a sharp glass friction sound, Lan screwed the cap of the wine bottle back on.
"There's nothing surprising." Triss was also walking around the room observing. "Although she is a shapeshifter, isn't it just for enjoyment when she makes money? Shapeshifters also know how to live."
"Unfortunately, The seal was not tight when Dudu left, and now the alcohol has evaporated so much that it is no longer drinkable."
Lan smiled at Triss's words.
"According to the degree of alcohol evaporation, and the drying and hardening of dried fruits for two days? Did he come back during the trip to avoid debts?"
Lan En, who entered the state of investigation, showed the demon hunting Common occupational diseases among people.
He began to investigate, whispering to himself what he had discovered.
After determining the target’s recent activity time, Lan began to turn on his witcher senses.
Suddenly, a bright red footprint was highlighted on the originally empty floor.
After the first glance, Mentos marked the approximate data based on the footprint information.
“The height is in line with the characteristics of a halfling, but the steps are heavy and thick. Wearing boots instead of naked long hairy feet looks like the footprints of a dwarf.”
Lan En knelt down and rubbed his gloved fingers across the wooden floor, making a 'wiping' sound.
Triss also came over, but unfortunately she didn’t have the discernment, so she could only follow Lan En’s words and analyze.
“For a shape-shifter, there is no need to doubt what he will become.”
“That’s true.” Lan En’s eyes followed the footprints all the way up the stairs.
"Let's see, Dudu changed his appearance and came back to get something."
Lan En's two hands under the cloak subconsciously patted each other, knocked off the dust on the floor, and was about to go upstairs.
But just as he lifted his feet, before he landed on the first step, he stopped.
The hooded head turned back, Triss didn’t know why.
But a few seconds later, "Bang!"
The door that was originally ajar was kicked open.
Four or five figures strutted into the house from the door.
Most of these people only wore a small leather vest on their upper body, with their arms open, and their arms and chests had cheap tattoos of poor craftsmanship.
Lan En even saw a few strings of magic runes, but they only had an appearance and no technical content inside.
Maybe this person thinks magic can give him strength.
“Oh~te.”
The leader wore a small cloth hat on his head. He snorted twice as soon as he entered the door, tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of green snot and thick phlegm.
At the same time, his eyes glanced up and down at Lan En and Triss fiercely.
“Look, look at these wonderful days!”
He said with a slight stutter, grinning his yellowed and rotten teeth, and took the lead to approach the two of them, getting out of the way. The position allowed followers to also flood into the room.
Although Dudu’s house occupies a large area, it suddenly became crowded after removing the furniture and squeezing in so many people.
"The famous Dudu Dudu Bibwit didn't wait, but two strangers came."
"I know, you are the half-hearted dwarf who came to ask for... What do you want? Money? Stocks? "Whatever it is! Take us there!"
Si looked at each other and easily understood the situation.
The gangsters have been waiting outside Dudu's house, and they will not give up their 'arrears'.
But the problem is that Lan En is very sure that there were no such people around before he came in just now.
How did they know so quickly that someone was coming to Dudu’s house and then come to find him?
This was less than five minutes in total.
Under the hood, Lan En's nose twitched slightly.
He asked tentatively.
"Please let me confirm, good sir. Is that beggar at the door one of your people?"
The moment after these words were spoken, Lan En noticed that the eyes of the gangsters in front of him changed.
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