Eric compared the two shells in front of his eyes and immediately noticed that they were not the same in size and thickness.

Two types of bullets.

Prisoners used more than one firearm when attacking the police. On closer inspection, it is clear that his gun has two characteristics: the first two shots of precision strike, and the second gun, or more appropriately, strafing a police officer. A gun with more bullets than it can strafe...... In this day and age, such technology is simply unthinkable.

However, Eric had seen such a gun.

Giant Gun Grimm.

One person can't use it, but who's to say that the Spear God or the old researcher wouldn't have invented a lightweight, portable version of it. Could it be that Colt's technology has been leaked? In this way, the strange fact that the enemy's position cannot be distinguished seems to be explained by this. It's entirely possible for him to invent magical props that make the shooter's position obscured by hearing, and Eric would love to have it.

It seems that he needs to make another trip to the Gunsmoke Tavern to ask the old researcher. This will be an important clue.

Eric stood up and looked around the room. The dilapidated room was littered with bullet casings, with the most near the window. He carefully avoided stepping on the precious evidence, and walked to the window to look at the scene of the crime.

It has a great view and is an excellent location for raids. The "crow" people are standing here and shooting. Curiously, not all shells were near the window.

There is a problem.

Eric's mind moved, and the Alpha Devil's eyes were fully opened.

The two intense colors that were entangled together were suddenly exposed to the air. The experienced Eric understood the meaning of the message: two men had fought fiercely here. It seems that here, in addition to the prisoners and the police force who were attacked, there is also a third party. And it was he who prevented the prisoner from taking Weiss and forced the other party to kill Weiss with a shot.

However, since a third party has been here, it is impossible that nothing has been left behind.

The mark is not hard to find, it is in the gap between the wall and the floor under the window.

A crossbow bolt.

Eric had seen it. Outwardly, this crossbow bolt is exactly the same as the one Eric had seen at the secret police base before. He was immediately sure.

Io stopped the crow's men from taking the prisoner! The tragic death of Weiss belongs to the "crow". And in Pyros, the "secret police" have been fighting against the "crows".

Although Eric wanted to track the two of them all the way based on the color in the MONOCULUS, it was clear that they were chasing each other, and moving at high speed was the hardest way to keep the color behind. This direction does not work.

Finding Io became another clue. Io, who is fighting at close range with the other party, will definitely learn about the other party.

Eric decides to try his luck at the secret police's new base, where he might find something.

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"Lord Maid, are you alright? ”

Immature voice.

With the tugging of a small hand, Marella came back to her senses.

"I'm sorry, I'm thinking about things. ”

Marella looked at the row of new maids in front of her and apologized to them. She then began to lecture on the skills that the maids had to master. However, although her mouth was not idle, Marella's heart was still elsewhere.

Today's head maid is indeed a little absent-minded.

The reason was that her Miss Anthrite locked a person in the house and stayed at home. Ever since that battle with the Spear God, it's been like this.

After the trip to the Holy Capital, there was no need for Marella to travel with Anthrite at any time. In addition to the fact that Anthrite lost her inheritance and the value of the assassination was greatly reduced, it was important to note that Miss Anthrite had grown faster than she had imagined.

When Miss Anthris was personally acting as a guard for Master Papitt, the Assassins attacked on several occasions. And the time it took her to deal with the assassins was shorter and shorter each time. Eventually, even to the point where Marella had not drawn her throwing knife, the battle was over.

From then on, Marella discovered that the young lady she needed to hold in the palm of her hand had grown into a master of swordsmanship in her own right. Marella judged that after probably discarding the inheritance, Anthra focused all her energy on how to improve her strength.

So the head maid decided to have a decent battle with Anthrite. This will be of great benefit to anthracene.

As a result, the two sides were tied.

Although it was only a point-and-end battle, it was the maximum force that Marella could use without harming Miss's life. Moreover, Anthrite said that she still has some strength because she is afraid of hurting Marella......

This made Marella very happy. But it also made her realize that she could no longer make any substantial help for Miss's promotion. Now that Mr. Sword Shengqiu has been dormant for many years, he can only seek the help of other six-pointed stars.

Marella thought of Colt. That guy was stronger than himself and Jusis, and it was unknown how much stronger. Only by challenging the strong can people stand taller. In addition, the spear god is very suitable for anthrace. In this day and age, firearms are the most important weapons. Anthracite has also been training her martial arts to be able to fight firearms.

Naturally, the battle between Anthrite and the Spear God was put on the agenda.

Now, however, Marella regrets her decision. Because Anthrite lost this game and then closed the door, which is really worrying. Maybe the spear god is too strong for her. Marella fears that Miss's self-confidence has been destroyed by the powerful spear god. And this will make it impossible for the rest of his life to move forward.

She began to complain about why the Spear God couldn't show mercy.

Worried so much, Marella even moved the class for training new maids to the next door to Anthrice's room. But that doesn't help anthracene out of the woods.

Marella can only pray that Mr. Cho will show up soon and save her young lady.

"Where the hell did this damn guy go!"

The little maids who listened to the lecture were frightened by this stern self-talk, and their hair stood on end.