Chapter 8: Hanjiang 5 as a guest detective

"Did you find anything ...... Hanjiang?" asked in a whisper, rubbing her hungry belly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Quick, hurry back to Nightwind, and we're going to settle this matter today. Han Jiang said and began to walk back, "I'll talk to you as I go." ā€

The cloth I found looked new, not what it had been worn for a long time.

Moreover, this cloth can easily be seen on the placket, that is, it has been attacked at the waist. Judging from the size of the cloth and the blood stains left on it, the injury was not small.

The fact that Farr was lying drunk on the bed and didn't look injured, and that he had been on the commission for the past few days, proved that he was not the one who was injured.

It was someone else who was attacked, that is to say - someone else had been here.

The precious amethyst flask can't have been taken away by a wild beast.

"So there's a greedy guy who picked it up?" Phil guessed.

"Eighty percent of the time. This is already deep in the woods, and it is often infested with either fierce large beasts or magical beasts. People who intend to hunt should not go so deep. The excitement in Hanjiang's heart made her pace faster and faster, "Most of the people here have received commissions to crusade against Warcraft......

If two people have received a commission to defeat Warcraft, and the location is close to each other, it is common for each other to cooperate to complete the commission.

The two of them will work together to defeat one target first, and then the next, which will save a lot of effort.

As for the situation where the other party does not admit to picking up the flask after finding the person...... They didn't even think about it.

All they thought of was that someone was greedy and cheap, and they picked it up in a daze.

For as long as they can remember, they haven't seen anyone quarrel.

The people here are very well behaved, and there are basically no quarrels or anything like that.

It's just that in recent years, some of the inhabitants of the surface have moved to the floating continent, bringing with them a trace of discordant sound.

By the time the three of them returned to Nog Village, it was already dark, and the only sound of crickets chirping in the silent village was intermittent except for the footsteps of the three of them.

When they went to the Night Wind Entrusted House to inquire about the commission, the three hungry people also asked Night Wind for a piece of dry food to eat.

Soon several people found the target - the young mercenary brothers of Nog Village, Mills and Milton.

"Well, these two men often work with Farr to make commissions. However, the strength is limited, and it is somewhat of a request for Farr's help. Night Breeze ate dry food and pickles, "I'm really in a hurry today." ā€

After inquiring about the commission, the three of them quickly stepped on the road to Tino Village.

Poor little dream, she has never been so busy in a day.

By the time we arrived at Tino Village, it was already completely dark.

"Mercenary Mills, Milton, according to the night wind...... It's here!" Han Jiang stopped in front of a very ordinary-looking house.

The house looks very average and has no special decorations. It doesn't look very rich, but it's not poor either.

Han Jiang held the torn placket in his right hand and knocked on the door with his left hand.

After a while, the door opened, and it was a young man in his twenties. He looked haggard and wore plain linen clothes, which seemed to be mourning clothes.

Han Jiang realized that the situation was not right, and did not speak first.

The young man looked at the three of them and was about to say something. Suddenly, he saw the placket of Han Jiang's hand.

"Yes...... Brother's ...... Clothes ......," his voice was crying.