After waiting for a long time, the fish belly white appeared in the east.

Wang Feng jumped up from the pile of logs, looking for possible clues on the bloodstained fragments of the logging house. The outer wall panel of the logging house is 400mm, and the devil knows what can destroy such a house so completely, although Wang Feng can penetrate the wall panel with his sword, but it is only the explosive power of that moment. The load-bearing exterior walls of the logging house are in tatters, and the six columns that had been driven into the ground are barely intact, with some marks of chopping on them.

Wang Feng recalled the marks he had left on the wooden wall of the alley of Huttonmar after his rampage, and found that they were roughly similar to those on the pillars, but it was certain that they were not left by sword weapons. Bazin is an expert in playing with swords, and in the dream he dominates, Wang Feng has seen many traces of all kinds of sword blades, but as for what exactly was cut out, Wang Feng does not know.

In addition to the broken bow and crossbow, the broken workbench, the pieces of furniture that had not yet been formed, and the broken carpenter's tools, Wang Feng also found some hairs, most of which were only three or four centimeters, looking like they were left by the cat demons, but there were always some exceptions, these yellow-brown curly hairs that were more than ten centimeters long were stuck in the broken wooden structure.

In a cautious manner, Wang Feng collected all these hairs, then wrapped them up and put them in his pocket. With the strength of the cat demon, it is unrealistic to want to destroy the house like this.

Wang Feng, who had put away his hair, recalled the place where the cat demon Kailinsa was originally tied, and sure enough, he found some old blood stains there, as well as some escaped, similar to the smell of blood, the familiar smell of heather.

After careful investigation, Wang Feng found a mark left by the drying of blood on a broken thick wooden board, which was a semi-oval dent.

"Minotaurs? No, it could also be a carriage. Wang Feng tries hard to get preconceived Minotaur suspicions out of his mind, and bias can cause a person to ignore more obvious clues.

Or those log piles, indicating that there have been no horse-drawn carts to deliver goods for a while, and it can be ruled out that they are traces left by wagons. The city defense soldiers I met yesterday also did not ride horses. The bloody hoof prints indicate that there were indeed hoofed creatures here at the time of or after the incident. Wang Feng smacked his lips, considering that the incident had only been one night until now, there should be no town residents to fight the autumn wind, as long as it can be proved that when the bodies were collected, the families of these victims did not use a carriage to transport the bodies, then they could basically lock the suspicion of the minotaur, after thinking about it, Wang Feng broke off the wooden board with hoof prints.

After repeatedly confirming that there was nothing else, Wang Feng left the scene of the murder. The city guards didn't come over today, it should have been Hatton who said hello and didn't let him dig deeper. Of course, judging from Hatton's account, it is still unknown whether these city guards can find out anything.

Wang Feng recalled the only two detective novels he had read, and tried his best to be more cautious and meticulous, even with the bonus of foresight, the lack of knowledge and professionalism still limited him from finding more valuable clues from this attack scene.

"Damn, there's a huge shortage of people. The task of this world is obviously not something that can be played by one person. Wang Feng cursed secretly, and too many tasks began to pile up. Fixing a little bit of the problem would soon lead to more problems, such as investigating whether anyone had been to the place in a horse-drawn cart, and according to Hatton, there were seventeen lumberjacks in the area, and he would need to visit at least seventeen to determine if they had transported the bodies in a wagon. Although Wang Feng didn't see any rut marks nearby, in order to accurately eliminate it, the necessary investigation was indispensable, and he began to feel a little overwhelmed.

"Molly has always loved detective novels, and if she had come, it would have been easier for her to find out the truth than I did." Wang Feng played with the ruler-long broken wooden board in his hand, "No wonder the main god said that the previous chosen one was Molly, if all the worlds are this kind of task, revealing secrets, and solving cases, then it is natural to choose her." ”

Wang Feng has not found any homicide investigation tasks in the four-leaf clover pendant, suggesting that it can proceed without investigating the actual killer of the lumberjack. If it weren't for the cat demon who was missing the line and exposed that the girls were in Mohattan nine times out of ten, if you want to investigate the disappearance of the girl, it is estimated that it is basically no fun.

"Newbie benefits? Single-player missions made less difficult? This is the treatment of the protagonist, who can always jump out of an enemy with a missing IQ when there is no way out to provide information! In this world, I can be regarded as the protagonist. Wang Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and had to admit that if it weren't for the white cat demon, he wouldn't even have a clue how to find the girl.

Although there has been progress, Wang Feng is still a little sullen after returning to Celia's house, this feeling of being led by the nose is extremely bad, is he being shadowed by Alice? Sitting dumbfounded at the table where yesterday's bread was eaten, and on the table was the blood-stained plank. He had a huge sense of crisis, and this was the first time he felt powerless since he had received the power of the ghosts. If you don't have a smarter brain, you can only hope for stronger muscles.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? When you come back, you have a straight face, and now your face is still so hideous, didn't you say that you were going to Glen Forest to find the goblins? Yate tied his long hair into a ponytail with a rope and looked at Wang Feng curiously.

"Nothing. By the way, today's events may be a bit dangerous, otherwise you don't go, I'll go and see if I can find the sniper in the shadows. Wang Feng came back to his senses, looked at the heroic Yat, and dissuaded him.

"I can't ask for it. But take the liberty of asking, do you know how archers hide their figures? Do you know how to approach your prey silently? And most importantly, do you know how to be invisible? "If you don't know, tell me how you managed to kill a hidden archer?" He also has the help of his teammates. ”

"Well, you don't owe me anything." Wang Feng put the wooden board on the table, "I don't want to cause you to lose your life." ”

"Then you owe me now." Art waved her hand disapprovingly, "What I told you before was all in vain?" In this world, one person cannot live. I'll help you now, and then you'll help me again, that elf chick can see it better than you, alas. ”

"Okay, I'll go get a weapon first, and I'll fight the goblins with my bare hands, I'm still a little cowardly." Wang Feng thought about it and smiled at Yat.

"As you walk, you can't even beat a goblin without weapons? Don't be dependent on anything, or you'll lose a lot one day. Yat shrugged, "I can kill any enemy even with my bare hands." ”

"Necromancy?"

"That's just a tactic, it doesn't mean that all my previous assassin training was fed to spiders."