Cheng Shi naturally had no idea that Du Xiguang had arranged to go out and have fun with Fang Jue in the middle of the night.
At that moment, he was on the first floor of the inn, fishing for information. His targets were the drunks who often drank with the "Bard."
They seemed completely unconcerned about their drinking buddy's death, caring only whether today's drinks were discounted.
It was the same old trick. Cheng Shi stole drinks from another table and brought them over to exchange for stories.
When they saw the free drinks, several drunks embellished their stories about how they had treated the "Bard" like a sworn brother.
"Ados was an experienced traveler. Although he couldn't hold his liquor and didn't drink much, he'd seen a great deal. They say he'd even been to many places underground."
"You say he was a puppet? Don't joke around, mate. He must've been replaced. How could a puppet drink alcohol? Wouldn't it rust? Besides, he always paid for the drinks."
"Why should I care where the real him is? I only want to know where his money is. Damn it, the people from the Law Enforcement Bureau cleared out his room. I heard he made a fortune writing books. If I could inherit that money, I could probably drink until the day I died."
"Nonsense. I'm Ados's son. I'm the only one with the right to inherit."
"What? A believer in Filth and Decay? He's not a believer in Filth and Decay. He's a beggar of faith who believes in every god.
"How do I know? He can recite the prayers of seven or eight gods in one breath. Can you?"
"Hey, mate, are there any more free drinks? If not, go ask the owner for some. Ados does that