According to the information of Father Nobel, the seven-ring magician of the Pantanal Voodoo Society who used [Aikenola's Arrow of Knowledge] more than ten years ago was originally called Halder Ondiba. He was born in the village of "Lower Wood Village" in the Pantanal Swamp area. At the age of about 16, the pharmacist who settled near the village of the Pantanal Voodoo Society discovered his talent for awakening and joined Voodoo from then on. meeting.

The Warlock of the Seven Rings was eventually besieged by the Church in Rust Lane, west of Huntington City, and was killed after a fierce battle. After his death, Rust Lane and the village where he was born were searched by the church, but they still couldn't find [Aikenola's Arrow of Knowledge].

The last time that arrow was used was three days before Ondiba was besieged by the church, and in the last battle when Ondiba was besieged by the church, the arrow was not used.

Although Xia De was very clear that the church would not miss the details, considering that the church also believed that No. 6 Saint Teresa Square was safe now, he went to Rust Lane that afternoon, trying to find clues left over from many years ago.

Rust Lane is a street in the slums in the west of Huntington, and the overall trend is inclined to the northwest. Both ends of the alley are inside the slums, and the surrounding alleys extend in all directions. Under the low sky shrouded in thick fog, the old buildings look more like old people than the poor people living here. This is like the black imperceptible rotten spot on Huntington's crystal clear purple grape.

When Xia De came to Rust Alley this afternoon and stepped into the narrow and long alley, he felt vaguely that he could hear the city moaning. This is of course his psychological effect, but it also means that it is far more difficult than imagined to find clues from more than ten years ago in this kind of place.

Both sides of Rust Lane are old-age houses with continuous ups and downs, which are described by Xia De as "rolling and rolling" because most of the houses are based on the original foundation and use a seemingly magical construction method to make the building Go up a story or two.

These non-uniform but dangerous illegal buildings are nestled together, providing a place for the city's large number of poor people to rest at night. It was Monday afternoon, but there were still many people in the alley.

Winter is here, but the people of Rust Lane still dress like it's autumn. Taking advantage of the clear weather, women rolled their sleeves to dry clothes in the alley, and carefully looked at their neighbors, worried that their clothes would be stolen if they turned around. Barefoot children gathered in twos and threes, playing with each other, or chasing wild cats and dogs running around.

Relatively speaking, Xia De appeared in this alley very abruptly, but fortunately, the life wisdom of these people living in the slums told them that it is best not to provoke strangers.

Of course, this is also related to the gun bag that Xia De inadvertently revealed.

The church's action more than ten years ago caused two or three houses in the middle of Rust Lane to collapse and damaged a large area of ​​houses, but today there is no trace of that battle at all.

The collapsed Rust Lane No. 13, No. 14 and No. 15 have long been restored, and the three houses are now crowded old-style rental apartments and slum shops selling low-quality tobacco, spices and daily necessities.

No. 13 and No. 14 are rental apartments facing each other, each with four floors. The walls of the house were yellow and dirty, and the sewage flowed to the walls along the drainage pipes, and then fell into the ditches in the alley. Some uncivilized patterns were drawn with chalk on the walls. Tall and cramped, the rental apartments are less than half the size of 6 Place Sainte-Terrain, but house triple-figure residents.

The landlord divides the interior space with thin wooden boards, and rents out the small compartments to the poor without a place to stay. Hundreds of people share a bathroom and kitchen, making the sanitation conditions extremely poor. This situation can be seen in every city in the material world, but people who are tired of earning money for their own food tomorrow don't have the heart to care whether the disease will spread because of it.

The chaotic apartments of No. 13 and No. 14 had changed many tenants in the past ten years, so Shade gave up looking for clues there, and walked directly into the "pig store" at No. 15 Rust Lane.

"Pig" is a very humble word in Huntington. Using this name as the name of the store can also show the informality and casualness of the store.

The first floor of No. 15 is a store, and the store is almost messier and more crowded than Old John's **** shop. The owner's counter is right at the door, so he can monitor whether the customers have stolen the goods. And it is said to be a store, but in fact, everything is charged and sold here.

The middle-aged man who looked forty or fifty years old, whose left ear seemed to be bitten off, met Xia De who pushed the door and walked in in a daze that afternoon.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he took out his glasses with glued broken lenses from the counter in a trance, put them on, and randomly swept the illegally printed colored books and periodicals under the table, then yawned and asked:

"New face? No, you sure didn't move here. Are you a...cop? "

"I'm not here to cause trouble."

Shad looked at the store. There was a large pile of yellowed sheets and cotton in the southeast corner, and there were bottles and cans in the baskets hanging from the ceiling. On the counter, apart from the shopkeeper's arms, there are piles of matchboxes, metal thimble rings for needlework, and inferior toilet paper for hand-rolling cigarettes. On the toilet paper is an iron cage. Red eyes looked at Xia De.

That mouse should not be for sale, but the owner's pet.

"So what are you going to buy?"

The man who woke up said very interestedly, and then added:

"Are you from De La Rion by the accent? What are you Yankees doing in a place like Rust Lane?"

After more than half a month of hard work, Shade's Kasenlik language has made some progress. But for the real Carson Riker, it is still easy to discover Shad's identity.

"Don't buy anything, I want to get some news from you."

Xia De said, so the man behind the counter twirled his fingers, Xia De threw the 1 pfennig coin on the counter, and while the coin was clattering and spinning, he asked:

"I heard that this place was rebuilt more than ten years ago? I was entrusted by someone to find information about the former owner of this place. Before it was rebuilt more than ten years ago, was the owner of this place also you?"

"Of course not. I only moved here eight years ago. This house originally belonged to a fat man who sold pork and offal in the vegetable market. Later, he went bankrupt and ran away."

"Can selling meat go bankrupt?"

"Losing too much at Rhodes."

The owner shrugged:

"I don't know where that guy is now, but he's been here for 20 years, so I think he's the guy you're looking for."

"Run away? So he took everything?"

"Yeah, just some old furniture that's left and it's been removed by creditors to pay off debts. I didn't even have a full gas lamp when I moved in. If his creditors are after him, sorry for all the stuff here I bought them all myself."

"So have you met him and heard him talk about the accident here more than ten years ago?"

"I haven't met him, but I've heard from neighbors about the gas explosion."

At this point in the inquiry, Xia De can be sure that there are indeed no clues left for him here. He even tried to use [Blood Echo] to observe the bloodstains in the alley before entering the door, but those old bloodstains mixed with various traces from the past ten years were not enough for Xia De to find clues.

Fortunately, he didn't have any hope at first, but now that he knew there was no value here, he wanted to talk to Professor Drake about it again. But before he turned to leave, the shopkeeper behind the counter said:

"Speaking of which, someone asked me about him a few days ago. What kind of trouble did he get into? Could it be that he ran away again because he lost all his property playing Rhodes cards in another city?"

"almost."

Xia De replied vaguely, with his arm resting on the counter:

"You mentioned just now that some time ago someone asked similar questions? Who was it? When did they come? What did they ask?"

Then he tossed another coin.

The man behind the counter slowly put away the coins, his tone was rather hesitant, his gray eyes seemed a little confused:

"Probably last week, what day of the week...I don't remember."

"The other party came alone?"

The shopkeeper recalled it, and shook his head hesitantly:

"I didn't wake up that afternoon, and my memory is very vague... probably two people."

"What about your appearance?"

"I really don't remember this clearly. I just remember that they bought a box of candle brand matches after asking questions."

Seeing the other party's confused look, Xia De asked again:

"You don't remember anything?"

"I vaguely remember that it's very similar to your question, but I can't tell you the specific content."

"If you want me to add money, you can say a number."

"No, if I can earn your money, I'd be more than happy to tell you what you want to know. But it's not about raising the price this time, I really don't remember."

The bald man with glasses muttered:

"It's really strange. There are not many strangers in Rust Lane in a week. How could I forget the appearance of the guests?"

"Is there a problem?"

Xia De asked in his heart.

[The time interval is too long, even if his memory is washed away, he will not be able to investigate. Maybe you can try it in a dream, maybe there are deep memory residues. 】

"I'm not Dr. Schneider, where can I fall into a dream?"

While thinking, Xia De reached into his pocket silently and took out a metal charm:

"Excuse me, do you know this?"

The shopkeeper behind the counter stretched his head subconsciously to look, and the next moment his eyes were closed due to strong drowsiness, and then he lay down on the counter and fell asleep again~lightnovelpub.net~ Xia De put away the spell in his hand, he just now Relying on the guidance of his own spiritual power, he hypnotized the shopkeeper with the hypnotic spell in his hand. In fact, normally speaking, it is impossible for this spell to work so quickly. Xia De learned some spellcasting skills from the [Pink Book], and there is an entire chapter on hypnosis in that book.

"Abnormal forgetting means that there is a high probability that the memory has been modified. And the modified memory means that the stranger who came a few days ago is also a ring magician. The team of the Orthodox Church will only remember when ordinary people witness the mystery. The memory will be modified according to the regulations, so this is not done by the church. Although I will not go to sleep to dig deep memories, but..."

Xia De lowered his eyes and looked at the iron cage on the counter. He quickly opened the lock of the iron cage, and grabbed the white mouse. He held most of the mouse's body in his hands, only the two pink paws and tail of the white mouse's lower limbs were exposed, and they could move freely.

Holding the mouse with his right hand, he put the cloth-wrapped [Night Watchman] on the table with his left hand, and searched for the [Fish Training Ring] he was carrying with him.

"Cats can't use it, but mice can."

In "Mia's Three Rings", the [Metamorphosis Ring] Shade doesn't know how to use it, so he generally doesn't carry it. The [Vampire Ring] must not be taken out casually in a city like Huntington where there are large-scale vampire populations. When Xia De sent the cat to the Witch Manor in the morning, he just took the [Fish Training Ring].

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