The fingers of Qin Ran's left hand pierced into the scarlet eyeball, and the semi-gelatinous blood immediately flowed out, but it was immediately evaporated by the lightning that burst out. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yes!

In an uncontrollable scream, a figure convulsed and fell to the ground.

Under the moonlight, the other party was scorched black, and soon there was no sound.

[Brutal Thunder Hand. Lightning Strike]!

Although it was only a strong electric shock, the vital attack that pierced the eyeball and went straight to the depths of the brain made this blow a must-kill hit.

Qin Ran pushed open the window and stood in the room looking out of the window, the corpse that fell to the ground on the ground.

There was no need to use the moonlight, with the SSS+ level of perception, Qin Ran had a clear view of the corpse in front of him.

The dark leather armor, the soft-soled boots, the dagger in his hand, and the bag around his waist seemed to clearly inform Qin Ran of the identity of the other party's thief.

But......

The calluses in the other party's hands don't look like they were left by the use of daggers all year round.

It should be a thicker hilt.

And the other party's figure, even if it is covered by leather armor, it seems a little too strong.

Of course, the most important thing is that every good thief should know how to avoid light, especially moonlight.

Qin Ran came out through the window, squatting in front of the corpse and examining it carefully.

When he saw the other party bag two bottles of liquid and clean medicine, the identity of the other party had been confirmed.

"A warrior disguised as a thief?"

"An unqualified pretender!"

"Find someone like that......

"The other party chose his henchmen for secrecy?"

"Or is it because you can't wait for me to see the next day?"

"It seems that I, the sheriff, am far more hated than I imagined."

Qin Ran muttered to himself, revealing a playful smile.

In the distance, the alarmed militia came quickly.

The young militia captain was in the forefront, carrying a basket in his hand.

When they saw the dead body in front of Qin Ran, the militiamen's faces changed, and they looked at Qin Ran with a little nervousness.

The young militia captain quickly examined the body, and after a few moments, the young man stood up with an ugly face.

"It's the mercenary of the Eddie caravan."

"These damn mercenaries!"

"They're so daring!"

Although the militia captain was young, he had enough experience, and after a brief investigation, he could roughly understand what had happened.

But it was precisely because of this that the young man became more and more angry.

Gravel Town is the 'home' of young people.

There is no doubt that the young man loved the home, and he welcomed any guest who brought prosperity to the home, but he would not show mercy to those who dared to destroy it.

"My lord, I beg your lord to check on Add's caravan!"

The young man said to Qin Ran in a formal tone.

"Yes."

Qin Ran nodded.

Although he doesn't think young people will be rewarded.

Although the other party can't wait to kill him, if he dares to use a person with an obvious identity, the other party will definitely be prepared as long as he is not a fool.

As for this mercenary, he acted on his own?

Come on.

The sheriff's curse has long since been spread in Gravel.

As long as it's a normal person, he won't come to the police station at night.

The young man hurried away with a few militiamen, the remaining two militiamen stood by the corpse, and Qin Ran carried a basket and returned to the security station with the half-blood frost wolf cub.

The rekindled candles illuminated the hall of the police station.

The food in the basket was taken out by Qin Ran one by one.

The corn tortillas and sausages mixed with wheat bran were re-roasted and served on a plate, and the mushroom soup was served in a bowl on the side, while the only pot exuded a faint taste of wine, and the low ale, apparently home-brewed.

Click!

Qin Ran broke open the tortilla, the re-baked tortilla became crispy, and the taste of wheat bran was all integrated into it, especially the roughness behind the entrance and the delicacy of the cornmeal itself, which caused a violent conflict, which made Qin Ran feel refreshed.

He never imagined that he would taste such food here.

Slightly expectant, Qin Ran put a slice of sausage into his mouth.

As his teeth chewed, the rich fat immediately filled his mouth and mixed with the tortillas, and when he drank a mouthful of mushroom soup, Qin Ran narrowed his eyes pleasantly.

Of course, Qin Ran hadn't forgotten the mixed-race frost wolf cub.

He picked up a piece of tortilla and tossed it to the other party.

The cub caught the tortilla accurately, but he still looked at Qin Ran with sparkling eyes, and even kept wagging his tail.

Obviously, the lineage of the mother of the cub is undoubtedly revealed at this time.

Qin Ran picked up a piece of sausage and continued to throw it to the other party.

After catching it steadily again, the cub in the air swallowed the sausage slices and continued to wag its tail at Qin Ran.

"The tortillas taste good, too."

Qin Ran suggested to the other party.

But it didn't work well.

After sniffing the caught tortilla, the cub ignored it and continued to turn his head and wagging his tail at Qin Ran.

"Okay."

"Split in two, half of each of us."

Qin Ran smiled and divided half of the sausage slices on the plate to the cub.

For partners, Qin Ran will never be stingy.

It's like he'd never touch that jug of wine.

Even if the power is low.

Dinner was over quickly.

The departing young man walked quickly in front of Qin Ran.

Compared with the anger when he left, at this time, the young man's face became more and more ugly.

"Your Excellency, the people of Addon's caravan are gone!"

"I asked the innkeeper that he had brought food and drinks to the caravan before dark, and that they should have left quietly after dark."

"I'm sorry, it was my rereliction of duty."

The young militia captain was very reluctant to say this, but in the face of the facts, the other party was not a denier.

"Can you take me to the inn?"

Qin Ran asked.

He wasn't going to reprimand the young militia captain at this time.

Because, this is not the fault of the other party.

On the contrary, being able to admit his own shortcomings calmly made Qin Ran's impression of the other party a little better.

"Of course."

The young man nodded.

Under the leadership of the other party, Qin Ran soon came to the largest inn in Gravel Town: the dwarf wine cup and rice bowl.

The police office and the 'Gnome Wine Glasses and Rice Basin' are not far away, both on the edge of the Gravel Town Square.

The innkeeper was already standing at the door at this time.

When he saw the young man and Qin Ran coming, he immediately greeted him.

"Captain Vaughan."

"Your Excellency."

Although Qin Ran had just arrived in Gravel Town, it was obvious that the news could not be hidden, especially for people like Old Vic.

The young militia captain glared viciously at the militia who remained behind, and the latter immediately lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with the young man.

This scene fell in Qin Ran's eyes, and it was naturally self-evident.

But Qin Ran didn't care, being able to open one of the largest inns in Gravel Town, it would be strange if Old Vic didn't even have this skill.

As for the actions of the militia?

The militia, not the regular army, not the real soldiers, even if they have some income, but it is very meager, and it is normal to want to get more income.

But there is one thing that is really abnormal.

Qin Ran's gaze looked at the building on the other side of the gravel town square, opposite the security office: the mayor's office.

Because of the incident just now, the entire Gravel Town was awakened, and the dark mayor's office was very conspicuous in the Gravel Town, where candles were lit one after another.

Especially, when the mayor was supposed to live in it.