Since the murder case involved the sheriff, the police department initiated emergency procedures and set up an "internal investigation team" with Emmett as the leader, Brian as the team member, and Jessica as the superintendent.

Emmett flipped through the ballistic test report and said:

"Sheriff, is there anything you would like to say before we get started?"

Rorschach spread out his hand, shook his head and said:

"It must have been a mistake."

"I hope so, sheriff."

Emmett put down the ballistic test report, "We got your gun, and according to the ballistic test, this is the weapon that hit Arnold Pitt." ”

"I'm sorry, Deputy Sheriff Emmett."

Jessica suddenly said, "I don't think this is the final result, the sheriff has the right to re-test the weapon in an independent lab or at the Los Angeles Police Department (LAPD)......"

"There's no need for that."

Rorschach waved his hand to the side and picked up the ballistics test report on the table, "I'm sure this is from my gun, and I did the ballistics test just now." ”

"Sheriff!"

Jessica turned her head, "I feel like we need to talk about it alone." ”

"It doesn't have to be like this."

Rorschach looked at Emmett and said, "Deputy Sergeant, I believe our purpose is the same, right?" We...... All trying to figure out what the hell is going on. ”

Emmett stared at Rorschach, nodded, and said:

"Yes."

Jessica shook her head and said:

"Deputy Sheriff Emmett, what do you think is the motive? The sheriff did not know the deceased at all. ”

"This needs to be investigated to know later."

Emmett replied.

"Investigation?"

The corners of Jessica's mouth were hooked, and she looked at Emmett with a mocking look in her eyes, "If the sheriff had worked in 'Gotham', I'm sure all the police officers I know would have refused to work with him, because he wouldn't even take advantage of a pack of chips, and I don't believe the sheriff would be a murderer!" ”

"Jessica, you're not his lawyer, and we'll do the same."

Emmett's face sank, he looked at Rorschach, and said, "Sheriff, let's talk about this weapon, when was it issued to you?" ”

"The day I became Sheriff of Sleepy Town."

"Do you always have it with you?"

"All the time, of course."

Rorschach nodded.

Emmett asked:

"Have you ever lent it to someone else?"

"Of course not."

"Haven't you ever found it, this kind of thing happens often."

"No, for me, I wouldn't make such a low-level mistake."

Rorschach smiled slightly, in Sam's Country, guns are kept by the police, and occasionally they will be lost, but due to different national conditions, although it is also very serious, for most Sam's Country police, they will not lose their jobs.

"Okay......"

Emmett thought for a moment and said, "Sheriff, I don't think it's possible to say every moment, like when you're in the shower. ”

"I'll put the gun on the pool table, right in front of my eyes."

"You've got to sleep, right?"

"Right next to the bed, in the drawer of the bedside table."

"That is, theoretically, someone would take your pistol while you were sleeping and return it two hours later."

"Impossible."

Rorschach shook his head, "Anyone who enters the room will be discovered by me." ”

Emmett felt speechless for a while, so she nodded and asked:

"So sheriff, you live in Quatman's tavern now?"

"Yes, the rent is cheaper and there's the occasional free whiskey."

"But ......"

Emmett stared at Rorschach and said in a deep voice, "As far as I know, Quatman once had a conflict with Arnold Pitt, and Arnold Pitt smashed Quatman's belt. ”

"I don't know."

Rorschach shook his head, Temperman hadn't told him about it.

"Well, the sheriff wants you to take some time off for the time being, please don't leave Sleeping Town."

"No problem."

Rorschach nodded, took out the badge and put it on the table, stood up, and asked, "Nothing else, I'll go first." ”

With that, he turned and left the conference room.

Jessica saw Rorschach leave, and hurriedly followed out.

Emmett picked up the badge that Rorschach had placed on the table, her brow furrowed.

As soon as Rorschach walked out of the police station hall, Jessica chased after him.

She shouted:

"Sheriff."

Rorschach heard Jessica's voice, turned around, and smiled:

"What's wrong?"

"Where are you going?"

"Go back and get some rest, of course."

Jessica took a deep breath and asked:

"Is someone framing you?"

"I don't know."

Rorschach smiled, "I guess so." ”

"Could it really be Quatman who stole your gun?"

"It's not."

Rorschach shook his head affirmatively, "Arnold Pitt was shot by my pistol sometime four days ago, but my gun never leaves my sight, except while I'm sleeping, and the door is locked, so I'm sure I'll find out if someone breaks in." ”

"So ......"

Jessica asked, puzzled, "How did the killer get his hands on your pistol?" ”

"It's not clear."

Rorschach narrowed his eyes, "But I'll definitely get this straight." ”

……

Back at Quatman's tavern, Quatman looks at Rorschach in some surprise, he also reads the newspaper and learns that Rorschach is now investigating Arnold Pitt's murder.

Rorschach walked to the bar, and there were no customers at this time, waved his hand at Quatman, and said:

"Have a whiskey, no ice."

Quatman nodded, poured Rorschach a glass of whiskey, and asked curiously:

"Why did you come back so early to drink? Homicide solved? ”

"Nope."

Rorschach sighed, drank the whiskey in his glass, put down the glass and bared his teeth and asked, "Are you familiar with Arnold Pitt?" ”

"Arnold......"

"He used to come to my place for a drink," said Quatman, "but once the two of us had a fight over some issue, and the young man was so angry that he smashed my display case, and then he didn't dare to come, but I didn't mind at all, but I didn't think that he would ever come to my place again for a drink." ”

Rorschach nodded and asked:

"Who does he come with every time?"

"Every time?"

Quatman knocked on the bar, tilted his head and thought, "Sometimes with his wife, sometimes with Hansen and Marcus, sometimes with Mike." ”

"Who's Mike?"

"Mike Morris, a former police officer, has a good relationship with Arnold."

"It turned out to be him."

Rorschach nodded, "Is that Mike still coming here for a drink?" ”

"Yes, he usually comes for a drink in the evening."

"Understood."

Rorschach asked Quatman for another glass of whiskey, and when he was done, he went back to the attic to rest.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, Rorschach went down the attic and came to the tavern, where Mike Morris sat in the corner and drank beer alone.