"This ... Is this the city hall of Otis?", A dustman's postman pushed out a twisted bicycle and appeared outside the city hall of Otis. Some of his clothes had been worn out. Opened the mouth, there was a thick layer of putty on it. His hair didn't look repaired for a long time. I didn't know where to find a straw pole and tied it casually.

It was already mid-December. The weather in the north was much colder than the south. His whole body was shivering with frost, and his lips were slightly blue-purple.

Looking at this guy who seems to be able to play eggs anytime, anywhere, several passersby walked away from him and they didn't want to cause any trouble. Instead, two young tourists came to tell the postman that this is the city hall of Otis.

Soon, Du Lin told the doorman that a postman would deliver him something, and he had to give it to him personally, asking him if he would take a look at it or put it directly in the sentry box.

At this time, Du Lin remembered from the corner of his memory that when talking with Mr. Kesma last month, Mr. Kesma said that something had been taught to the postman, but he did not expect to come until now. He frowned, and told the doorman that he would go on, the empire's postal system was really bad. Something that could be delivered in a few days, it was dragged on for a month, and Du Lin had a spark in his heart.

But when he saw the postman, all the dissatisfaction turned into a cloud of smoke, because the postman he knew was the only postman in the town of alfalfa. When he was young, he called him "racer" because Mr. racing said You can ride a bicycle faster than a car. When he grew up, Du Lin called his real name, Mr. Cesi.

"Uncle Ceci ... why are you here?" Du Lin immediately greeted him, while letting people bring two thicker clothes and hot water, while inviting Mr. Ceci into a small one on the first floor In the reception room. After letting Sisi put on his clothes and give him a cup of hot water in his hand, his look that seemed to be almost finished finally eased.

"What can you do for me ...", Du Lin saw a box without saying this. This box may be the only well-preserved thing on him and his car. No doubt, this must be grams. That thing Mr. Sma said. Du Lin couldn't help crying. "If you just send something, you can send it to the post office on Tener. Why did you send it yourself?"

Cesi smiled kindly, "Because Mr. Kesma sent things to me, he told me that I must hand them over to you. This matter is very important to me, so I came here in person.", He looked back through the window and glanced at the bike on the edge of the square, which was worthless to repair. "If it hadn't been for the night on the other side of Lin Gu and I fell over, I should be able to come in a few days in advance."

When he looked back at the bicycle, Du Lin, who was sitting opposite him, also saw the bicycle. He originally thought that there was something wrong with Mr. Ceci's brain, and he knew it instantly.

Ceci has no problem, he has a "mission".

How many Mr. Kesma used to be a follower and companion in the town of Alfalfa, and Doolin was not clear. Now it seems that Kena ’s father, Layton, is obviously one. The always drunk sheriff is one. Will there be no one else? Perhaps Mr. Cesi in front of him is also one of them, so he used to obey every request of Mr. Kesma, even if this request is a bit ... stupid from Doering.

Although this is a very stupid thing, for Mr. Kesma to say "hand over to him", Mr. Cesi rode a bicycle from the border line of the southwestern part of the empire to the hinterland of the empire. This attachment and spirit really made people respect.

Cessie was a child of a rich merchant slave, but was later rescued by Mr. Kesma. He has been helping Mr. Kesma to send a provocative "ultimatum". He can always complete the task well. Once, Ceci was caught while sending a letter representing the organization, but the nobles looked at him as a postman and thought it might just be an innocent person, temporarily holding him in prison.

It was amazing that he escaped, then stole the letter from the study of the local lord, put it on the table in the living room, and then left the city.

He is a serious person and a trustworthy person.

"Will you drive?" Durin asked after seeing Ceci put the box from his hand very ritually.

Ceci nodded, "It will be a little bit, as long as it's something about transportation."

It can be seen that what he said is a little humble, after all, being able to ride a bicycle for nearly a thousand kilometers and coming to Otis alive is not just a little simpler.

"I have extra cars here, and you give them to Mason for me. He needs this now." Du Lin stood up just after speaking, and it looked like he was ready to leave immediately. Du Lin immediately took his arm, " You take a few days off first, and play around here, then go back in a few days, don't worry. "

After asking Dove to arrange a place for her to stay beside her villa, Doolin returned to the study with what Mr. Kesma had given him, and closed the door.

Seeing Du Lin's rare seriousness, Du Fu immediately came together, Du Lin looked at him, and he looked at Du Lin.

"You open the box ..." Du Lin pointed to the box wrapped in canvas.

Dufo immediately turned to find the envelope knife, tried it, and couldn't cut it. Canvas is not paper. This kind of canvas is not only difficult to cut, but also has a certain waterproof function. Seeing that Dufo hadn't found a sharp knife for a long time, Du Lin pointed his finger and gestured.

He immediately came to his senses, his palm was on the box, and the canvas jacket cracked open. Du Lin took out a wooden box. After opening the lid, it was already filled with white cotton. It should be a fragile product, at least Du Lin thought so. He grabbed his hand in it, and touched a cold object, and slowly realized that it was a white mask.

The lines of the mask are a bit weird, giving the impression that there is a hint of madness in the comic. The mask's eyebrow has a dark red pattern, a semicircle, with the circle facing upwards, and nine red dots above the semicircle, just like-the sun just out of half of the face from the sea.

Du Lin immediately understood that this was the mask of Mr. Kesma, the mask of Scarlet Dawn. He gave the mask to Dufo and glanced at the box, which contained a letter. In the letter, Mr. Rixma not only arranged a "drama" for Doolin, but also wrote some lines that seemed a little shy to him. With his current emotional quotient and experience, how could he not see that Mr. Kesma wanted to borrow his hand ... Du Lin couldn't find an accurate vocabulary to describe the word he was going to say, pretending to be forced.

Mr. Kesma can't get used to the treacherous dog legs of Mennon and become a man after he becomes a man. He still wants to show him off-he said so in the letter. In fact, Mennon did not show anything to Mr. Kesma. It was a little scared. After that ambush, Mr. Kesma sank for a while, then followed the New Party to overthrow the nobility, and Mr. Kesma dissolved the Scarlet Dawn.

But Mennonite united the group and became the leader. These people used to be Mr. Kesma's subordinates. He arbitrarily captured the group of people under his own hands. Although the truth is in the past, it feels a little worse. So he wrote a letter and chuckled Mr. Kesma, expressed his respect, and told the story.

In Mr. Kesma's view, this is showing off, shameless showing off, plus he also intends to kidnap Mr. Kesma, so he has been painted a huge picture in Mr. Kesma's heart.

He asked Du Lin to wear this mask at the moment before killing the gatekeeper, and then said the dialogue that made Du Lin feel embarrassing-the sun will always rise. Tonight, use your blood to open for dawn. prelude!

This sentence is probably good if put on the stage drama ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ But I have to wear such a mask to say it myself, it always feels awkward.

"Is this thing antique?" Du Fu carefully looked at the mask in his hand over and over again, and he stunned, a little weight.

Du Lin took the mask back and put it on his face. Looking out through the eye hole is actually a little different from looking directly. The manufacturing process of this thing is not simple!

He quickly took off the mask, put it back in the box and locked the safe. "It can be said to be antique, but also an era, I believe many people will be interested in it! Don't divulge this thing Go out, or we might be a bit troublesome. "

Scarlet Dawn killed many nobles in those years. These nobles also had friends and relatives. Those aristocrats of the past are still aristocrats. The times seem to have improved, but nothing seems to have changed! They may avenge their loved ones, or they may not, but this is always a trouble, isn't it?

Less than 120 kilometers from Du Lin, An Pu put the tokens in his hand back into the evidence bag, and he took off his gloves and recorded something on the side notebook. After his careful inspection and verification, all the tokens found at the crime scene were counterfeit, and there is no difference between the tokens circulating in Otis, but there are still slight changes in the subtleties, and more importantly their composition completely different.

This also explains exactly why they died, because they violated the interests of Du Lin, how could a person like Du Lin, such as a poisonous snake, let them go.

This point has been verified by Anp. From the beginning of the Tener gold robbery, all crimes against Doolin, those who intend to or have hurt him, have become history.

This group of people is no exception, they have become a new pendant on the wall of the Dooling Medal.