"This bobsleigh isn't Bilis's? I don't think it's any different from any other bobsleigh. Bailey looked back and forth and questioned, "You've only seen Billis once, and you can tell it's not his bobsleigh?"

"Well, it looks like it's no different from other snowmobiles, the level of wear and tear on the body, the mud marks on the tires, and the wear and tear of the steering wheel leather are enough to prove that this is a snowmobile that has been running for many years. But the counterfeiters seem to have missed one point, one of the biggest flaws. Eric patted the long cargo container on the back of the snowmobile.

"Containers?" Caitlyn asked.

"Is there anything special?" Bailey looked up and down the snowmobile's container again, still not seeing the flaw in Eric's mouth.

"You should remember Bilis's profession. Eric prompted.

"The delivery man for the town vegetable rations. Bailey opened his mouth to come, but still couldn't detect the connection between the two.

"Although the town is not big, but the vegetables in the whole town are distributed by the snowmobile in Billis, as time goes by, the container of this snowmobile must be due to the load-bearing relationship, causing the wheels under the container to wear more severely, but you look at the wheels under the container of this snowmobile, and the degree of wear is basically the same. Eric kicked the back wheel of the snowmobile.

"Maybe Billis recently got a new tyre?" Bailey retorted.

"And what do you explain about the front wheel?" Eric really wanted to press Bailey's head to the wheel, "If the new wheel has been replaced recently, how can the rear wheel wear out almost the same degree as the front wheel?"

"Damn, so why do you want to change Billis's bobsleigh?" Bailey was a little annoyed, "You said that there was the same Thomas family, and now there is a fake bobsleigh, and if this continues, maybe you can find an identical town." ”

"We can't find Bilis, but we don't have clues. At this point, a strange confidence appeared on Eric's face, "On the contrary, we are getting closer and closer to the truth. ”

"Are you comforting yourself?" Bailey scoffed, "from the murder of Thomas's family, to your confirmation that Miffy's child died in murder, to Billis's disappearance, you haven't even touched the shadow of the murderer, and you have made up some kind of murder with the body ready." ”

"Do you have any ideas?" Caitlyn couldn't see where Eric's confidence came from.

"In the Thomas family's case, the murderer's flaws are very few, from faking the first crime scene to creating the illusion of a secret room, every step is interlocking, like I said, if it weren't for the fermentation of time, even I might not have found the flaws. But look at the sudden disappearance of Billis, a snowmobile with such obvious mistakes, and the murderer has begun to panic. Eric's eyes were fixed on the intensifying wind and snow, as if the back of the murderer was in front of this endless wind and snow.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Compared with the case of the Thomas family, Billis's disappearance is indeed full of loopholes. That is, we are in the right direction, and the murderer wants to eagerly cover something. In Bailey's presence, Caitlin nodded. The Thomas murder case began to take a turn from the drowning of Miffy's child, and it was precisely because Bailey's privately kept photos confirmed that Cher and Miffy's were identical that Eric thought of the possibility of a "fully prepared murder". Perhaps it was the murderers who knew that they had discovered this, and they were forced to make this series of tense and cramped adventures.

"Let's go inside. "Bailey was blown away by the wind and snow, and couldn't open his eyes.

"Heroes aren't that easy. Eric grabbed Bailey, who was about to walk into the house.

"What?" Bailey heard Eric's intentions, "you want to go out in this weather?"

"What's the problem?" asked Eric, "didn't you say you patrol the town every day?

"Of course I did. Bailey sensed that Eric was questioning his professionalism as a small-town police officer, and immediately retorted, "But we don't have any equipment right now." ”

"But here's it. At some point, Caitlin had already scooped up a flashlight, goggles, blankets, and an old-fashioned shotgun from the house, "Don't forget, Billis needs to deal with this weather, too." With that, she put on her goggles, tossed her flashlight, blanket, and shotgun to Eric and Bailey, and stepped into the driver's seat of the bobsleigh herself. She plugged in the car keys, and with a slight twist, the bobsleigh made a "popping" motor sound.

"Do you know where to go?" Although Bailey was unwilling to be commanded by a woman, he saw Eric obediently jumping into the container of the snowmobile, and he had to follow hard. To be honest, Bailey would prefer to sit in the driving position of the bobsleigh, because how can any hero be left in a container wrapped in a blanket?

"It's simple. Since the murderer could have known that we had come to Bilis, he would not have fled from our direction. And because of the vegetable distribution, the residents of the town are very familiar with the snowmobiles in Bilisi. So, as long as you choose the path with the least number of inhabitants, there is no problem in finding it. Caitlin stepped on the gas pedal and the bobsleigh swooped out.

"Do you know, do you know the way to town?" the sudden momentum of the bobsleigh almost made Bailey bite his tongue.

"Sure, isn't the map behind your desk already very detailed?" Catelyn chuckled in the snow, not realizing that this Bailey still treats her and Eric as ordinary people - remembering a town's road planning at a glance is one of the most basic qualities of an agent.

At this time, the wind and snow outside the window were like whining and wailing like resentful spirits in white robes. All the inhabitants of the town closed their doors and windows, and by the end of the evening the sky had turned dark. In the white snow, only the headlights of the bobsleigh and the flashlight that Eric turned on behind the container flickered, seemed to appease the four murdered souls. Eric wrapped the blanket tightly, and an image flashed through his mind. Although he couldn't see the crumpled picture clearly, it made Eric feel very relieved and comfortable, and it was incompatible with the treacherous murder here.

"What are you thinking?" Bailey noticed Eric's drooping flashlight.

"Oh. It's nothing. Eric came back to his senses and turned his light back into the darkness behind him, which was obscured by the wind and snow.