Rorschach sat in his office, looking at Hansen's information, now that Hansen had disappeared from the world, and now he could only find clues from other people involved, he thought about it, and asked for a phone call from Sleepy Town Middle School from Lupita at the front desk.

At noon, Tifa timidly walked into the hall of the police station, and Rorschach hurriedly greeted her and invited her to the sheriff's office.

Looking at Tifa, who looked a little flustered, Rorschach asked Jessica to pour her a drink, and then explained:

"Don't be nervous, I'm actually looking for you mainly to find out about Marcus and Hansen."

"I don't know where Hansen is."

Tifa shook her head.

"I know."

Rorschach nodded slightly, and opened a roster on the table, "Look at any of these people, are there any people you know or have seen?" I'm hoping someone can give us a clue to find him, or the source of the drugs, which can't have been in town for no apparent reason. ”

Tifa nodded, walked to the desk, looked at the thick roster, and said in surprise:

"Oh my God, are there so many bastards in our town?"

Jessica put the drink on the table and said with a smile:

"Since the new sheriff took office, there have been a lot less."

Tifa glanced up at Rorschach, pursed his lips, and then looked down and began to look through the roster.

Rorschach waited patiently, hoping that Tifa would provide some clues.

After a long while, Tifa suddenly pointed to a photo and said:

"I know this guy."

"How did you meet?"

Rorschach hurriedly asked.

"I remember Hansen and his men beating this man up a lot, I don't know why, but it was the day before the farm party, outside the Amish rented house."

Rorschach glanced at the photo on the roster, a young white man with long hair, who looked a little familiar.

Jessica said on the side:

"It's Arnold Pitt, remember the domestic violence offender I caught when you first came to the police station? That's him. ”

"Domestic abusers?"

Rorschach remembered the first time he met Jessica and nodded.

At this time, there was a sudden "bang".

The door to the office was pushed open, and Tifa's mother, Mrs. Hopeway, who was also Kelly, walked in angrily, glared at Rorschach and said:

"You don't have the right to bring her here without my permission!"

Rorschach was about to open his mouth to explain, but Tifa turned to his mother and said:

"Mom, don't get excited, I'm not causing trouble."

"Tifa is just helping us ......"

Rorschach hurriedly said, but was interrupted by Kelly.

She pointed at Rorschach and said coldly:

"If you want to see my daughter or talk to her, you have to ask me first, understand?!"

Tifa looked at her mother with some surprise.

Rorschach sighed, nodded, and said:

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hopway."

Kelly turned her head and said to Tifa:

"Honey, let's go."

"Mom, there's a reason."

Tifa shook her head in refusal, "We're on the hunt for Jennifer's killer." ”

Kelly lowered her face, pointed to the door, and said:

"Let's go!"

Tifa looked helplessly at Rorschach.

Rorschach shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Listen to your mother."

Tifa took a deep breath and eventually walked over to her mother.

Seeing her about to walk out of the office, Rorschach said:

"Tifa, thank you for your help."

"It's fine."

Tifa turned his head and smiled at Rorschach, "I hope you catch that bastard." ”

"I will."

Kelly glared at Rorschach fiercely, then pushed Tifa out of the office and dragged her out of the police station hall.

Jessica clasped her hands to her chest and asked:

"Let's go find this Arnold Pitt next."

"Yes."

Rorschach nodded, "You know where he lives, right?" ”

"Of course."

Jessica sighed, "I've arrested him at his house more than once because of domestic violence. ”

"Okay, let's go find him."

Rorschach and Jessica arrive at Arnold's house, but her wife tells them that Arnold has not been home for two days and does not know where he has gone.

The clue was interrupted, so he had to return to the police station, and the front desk Lupita reminded Rorschach that it was time to go to the "Harris Shooting Range", and after looking for Arnold Pitt under the instructions of the police station, he came to the "Harris Shooting Range".

With the blessing of "aim and shoot", Rorschach achieved a new shooting range record of 988 points, and the shooting range administrator and former police station officer, Mike Morris, took off Rorschach's target paper with an incredible expression, he had never seen anyone achieve such a high shooting score, especially the last 40-yard long-range shot, all of which hit the chest heart position.

"Sheriff, were you a former shooter?"

Mike held up the target paper and looked at it again.

"It's not."

Rorschach said lightly, "Maybe it's luck." ”

"It's not luck."

Mike gave Rorschach a thumbs up, "That's accurate." ”

"It's okay."

Rorschach smiled, "Then I'll go back first, and the test results will be handed over to the mayor and the old judge." ”

"Don't worry, sheriff."

……

Early the next morning, Rorschach, who was washing, received a call from Officer Bryan to find a body by the lake in the town park.

Rorschach drove the Mustang to the town park, and the police car had arrived at the scene.

Brian had just pulled up the yellow cordon, and when he saw Rorschach get out of the police car, he hurriedly waved at him and shouted:

"Good morning, sir."

Rorschach nodded and asked:

"Where's Deputy Sheriff Emmett?"

"He's in a police car."

Brian gestured to the police car.

Rorschach walked over to the police car and saw Deputy Sheriff Emmett leaning back in his seat, his eyes closed, his mouth open, and he could faintly hear the sound of snoring.

He shook his head and knocked on the window.

Emmett shuddered, opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Rorschach standing next to the police car, and licked her lips, but her eyes were still confused.

"What are you doing?"

Rorschach frowned.

"Sorry, I slept a little late last night."

Emmett finally came to her senses and hurriedly pushed the car door.

Rorschach shook his head and turned to walk towards the scene of the crime, Emmett stretched before following.

When Brian saw Rorschach coming, he hurriedly raised the yellow cordon and said:

"Sir, is the situation too weird?"

Rorschach bowed his head and walked in and asked:

"What's the situation?"

"All I know is that it's not suicide."

Brian pointed to the deceased lying on the ground, a white male with his head wrapped in a black garbage bag, wearing jeans and a plaid shirt.

"Is there any information about the identity of the deceased?"

"There's nothing on him, I'm waiting for the medical examiner to come and remove the garbage bag."

Rorschach nodded, squatted beside the deceased, and began to observe carefully, there were several blood holes in the deceased's chest, obviously a gunshot wound, the blood had already coagulated, he pressed the deceased's arm, it was very stiff, it seemed that the time of death should have been more than 12 hours, but not more than 30 hours, because after 30 hours, the body would begin to soften.

Rorschach glanced at Brian and said:

"The time of death should have been yesterday."

"Yesterday?"

"Yes."

Rorschach stood up on his knees, "It doesn't look like a novice has committed a crime, the murderer must have killed people before." ”

"Did the killer do it?"

Brian exclaimed.

"I don't know."

Rorschach cautiously circled the deceased, "There are no drag marks around, so it proves that the deceased was moved by the murderer." ”

Brian nodded hurriedly.

Rorschach glanced at him and asked:

"Who found the dead?"

"A couple of young people who came to the park for a morning jog."

"Go and record the confession separately."

"Yes, sir."

Brian hurriedly turned around and ran towards the young man watching from the periphery of the cordon.

Emmett looked at the dead man on the ground, frowned, and said:

"Why did the murderer leave him here? There is a lake next to it, so it would be nice to throw it in. ”

"Maybe it's something distracting......."

Rorschach squinted his eyes and looked around, "Or maybe the killer wants the dead to be found." ”