I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"Be honest, you can go back after asking questions."

Drizzt knocked on the table, making the tall bartender in front of him look fearful.

Although the bartender looked like he could hit three Drizzt with one blow, he gave up decisively in front of the muzzle of the revolver that could be fired at any time.

"I shouldn't drink. I shouldn't. Since Prohibition, the bar's business has plummeted. Damn, this is so funny. It's a bar but it can't sell alcohol. It can only sell those drinks that women only drink. I can't. Go to hell!"

The sturdy bartender cursed loudly as he spoke, and smeared honey on his mouth.

"Sometimes I secretly drink a little wine by myself. Really, I just drink by myself. I drank some wine that day and felt very hot. I wanted to go out for some air, so I walked to the street. Hey, the air on the black street is It stinks so damn much, I almost puked when I smelled it.”

"I originally wanted to go to the river, but I thought that there was wastewater discharged from the fucking factories recently, so I changed the direction. The black street is really fucking dark at night. I was drunk at the time and walked for two days. As soon as I walked, I saw a woman standing on the roadside, she must be a fucking street girl!"

"When I got drunk, I wanted to have a good time, but when I walked over to the woman, I saw, ****, that woman's face was so fucking scary, a puddle of mud, full of pits, I was I was startled and hurriedly backed away, only to fall down the steps and break my leg.”

He patted his cast leg.

"Woman? You mean the urban legend of the underworld?"

Lu Tiao asked.

"I'm not sure. Anyway, that woman's face was as mushy as mud, with bubbles coming out of it. It was very dark at the time, so I didn't look carefully."

There was fear in the bartender's eyes.

"What about when you were seeing a doctor with Dr. House?"

Shia asked.

"Dr. House is such a damn good man. He often treats those of us who live on the black streets for a small fee. When those children get sick, he will also give away some medicines for free."

When the bartender mentioned Dr. House, his words became a little more polite.

"He checked my wound, treated it and bandaged it. He originally asked me to change the dressing in two days, but I didn't expect it."

Drizzt asked the bartender some more details about the treatment, which were basically consistent with the descriptions in the medical records.

In fact, neither he nor the worker were serious suspects, because after the two of them, Dr. House also met with the medical supplier. Judging from the testimony, Dr. House was obviously still alive at the time. .

Therefore, Drizzt asked these two people to collect evidence, mainly because he wanted to know when the woman entered the clinic and whether there was anyone else around her when she came to the clinic.

"By the way, did you hear other people's voices or see other people when you were in the clinic?"

Hearing Drizzt's question, the bartender denied it without thinking.

"You said Dr. House would give free medicine to those children. Has he ever treated a girl about this tall? She should have a relative who is seriously ill."

Drizzt asked again.

In the dream, the girl did mention treatment, but I didn't know if it was related to Dr. House.

"It's so damn hard to find someone with your description. There are a lot of people like this on the black street. If you want to find a girl, you can go to the Red Ballroom. Almost all the women on the black street are there."

the bartender said.

The Red Ballroom is not a dance hall, but a gathering place for call girls.

"I understand, please drink less."

Drizzt reminded.

They came to the factory again.

"Ahem, cough, cough, my body has been having problems a lot during this time. I hope you don't mind, cough, cough, cough."

The worker was quite young, with white hair in his hair. If he had children, he might already be in his teens.

"The environment here in the factory is very bad. There are many people who are sick, but what can we do? We have no land anymore. If we don't work, we will starve to death. Ahem, cough, cough. Fortunately, Dr. House prescribed medicine for us. He What a good man, many of us here have been taken care of by him, ahem, ahem.”

The workers kept coughing, sometimes so loudly that they even coughed out tears.

In the workshop not far away, the sounds of coughing could be heard one after another through the masks. These people's masks have been used for a long time. If they get dirty, they wash them with water in the river. Most of the water in the river is wastewater, mixed with some difficult-to-use masks. The smell.

“What is produced in your factory?”

Drizzt asked. He saw that there were no traces of paint or paint on the worker's clothes.

"It's feed. It's feed for animals. We don't know what it is mixed with some grass and wood chips to make feed. This job is actually not bad, because if you are very hungry, you can steal some feed. Generally, you won't Someone discovered it.”

The worker pursed his lips and showed a simple smile.

Shia remained silent, she felt a little shocked.

For the Kingdom of Darkness, which is still in the agricultural civilization, the bloodshed and darkness under the expansion of capital are beyond imagination. In the agricultural era, many people would not have thought that someone would be so cruel to their compatriots, and would be so cruel to themselves. The enemy sat down to discuss business.

As for Lu Jian, he had seen a lot. Although the sheep-cannibalism movement was not launched in the abandoned capital, the expansion of capital in this resource-poor city was even more serious, and the civilians did not even have a chance to make a comeback.

"Have you ever seen a girl, about this tall, with a sick relative?"

Drizzt asked again.

The worker shook his head and spoke again.

"I used to have a daughter who was just this tall. Unfortunately, she had no food to eat, and she later starved to death."

He said it very plainly, just like saying that he would steal the feed for the animals on the production line.

In other words, he was very numb, and the waves of life could no longer touch his soul.

After leaving the factory, Shia felt that she was greatly shocked.

"I have seen those crazy and terrifying monsters, and I have also seen people who were tortured, but it is obvious that they are just alive, but it gives me a weirder feeling."

As she spoke, even the chicken drumsticks she might have had for dinner no longer tasted good.

"Maybe Dr. House has really done something, but at least he is a good person among the people on the black street."

Drizzt sighed, there might no longer be a doctor to give them medicine and treat their illnesses.

"There's another thing. There was no paint or paint on the worker's body just now. I looked at his factory and there was no similar thing. The clothes of those workers also didn't have such stains. It means that Dr. House and the woman The paint on the body did not come from this worker."

As he spoke, he pointed to a road ahead.

"Let's go to the Red Ballroom and investigate the identity of the call girl."