0066. Right of Final Interpretation

"You're trying to tell me that he's what you call the murderer?" Layton looked at the man's clothes that Hodge had brought, he was wearing dirty fabrics that couldn't even be called clothes, his palms were all black and sticky stains, he smelled of sewers, and his mouth was dripping with yellow-white liquid, was it beer or gastric juice? But what did it matter, this man was obviously a criminalist everywhere in Blackstone, or the existence of the lowest kind of bastard.

And Hodge told him that this was the murderer they had been searching for for three weeks to kill three slave traders?

"I took the entire patrol guard and co-ordinated your plan to surround the Defoe Chamber of Commerce for five whole days, and you gave me such an answer?" The green tendons in Leyton's temples were already bursting uncontrollably, clenching his fists hard, and his tone of voice was heavy with every word, which meant that he was quite angry now, and he thought that he had been deceived.

"A little gangster?"

"How is this possible!"

Hodge looked indifferent and spread his hands: "Although I also think it's incredible, but this is the truth, you have to learn to accept it." ”

"I remember you said that the murderer could get the merchant to go unsuspectingly, and he must be the man with a face in town, and this man!" Layton jerked at the corpse on the ground, "What kind of big man is he? Or am I blind?"

"I'm sorry about that. Hodge bowed slightly, "Actually, it was a mistake in my reasoning, I thought it would be the result according to common sense, but I didn't think to ignore another possibility." ”

"Another?"

"The fact that the three deceased went alone to the middle of nowhere, for a simple reason. Hodge said with a sneer, "This thug deceived them by claiming that he could buy potions here that would help him live in bed, and you know that as a man, of course this kind of thing has to be done in secret alone." ”

Layton was angry, "In that case, then why did he kill those people?" ”

"Since it is a deception, of course that kind of potion will not be in his hands, he does not have what the merchants want, but the merchants bring what he wants, Lord Layton, since you have been in Blackstone for so long, you should know how much allure a full gold coin is for poor and crazy criminals, right?

"In fact, I did find a few money bags in this thug's hiding place, although they were almost gone. ”

Hodge knew that Layton still wouldn't believe it, and even he felt that there were still many loopholes in such a statement, but with only a few days to set it up, all he could do was barely be able to justify himself.

He stopped Leiden from continuing to question, and said calmly: "Your Excellency Leiton, whether you believe it or not, the murderer of the case has been killed, and there will never be a similar murder in the future, and your duties and tasks have been successfully completed." ”

"Time will tell. ”

......

"Where are we going?" said Daphne, who was now dressed in a black cotton robe with a hood, hiding her body and her trademark long fiery red hair, revealing only a small face.

In a cold place like Blackstone, even criminals would piece together every scrap of rag or scrap of cotton they had scavenged or looted into thick clothes, and without such clothes, even hiding in the dark hole of the sewer passage would be frozen to death.

The clothes that Devonne is wearing now are a little too thin, but her physique is special, and her ability to fire makes her extremely resistant to the cold, even if it is thinner, it still does not hinder her from walking on the street.

Yes, walking on the streets.

Just a moment ago, Hodge took her and Hera away from the abandoned building where they had lived for nearly half a year, and walked generously through the streets of Blackstone.

It was the first time for Devany to enter the town, and the stone houses on the street were mostly dilapidated, and there was a lot of dirt on the ground in addition to snow, which showed that Blackstone was not a dream town to be enchanted.

But compared to the small building in the abandoned mine, it is much better.

Hodge glanced back at her and smiled, "Go to our new home." ”

"This is it. He stopped at the south side of the town, which was the worst in terms of street appearance and inhabitants compared to the other three districts.

But this is a town building, not an abandoned hut, the former is the property he does own, and the latter is just a temporary place to stay.

After all, he took the hardest step, and he took the witch who was considered evil, and lived in the town without worrying about being driven away.

It's a big breakthrough, isn't it? As for going further, you have to take it slowly.

Hodge looked at the low gray stone building in front of him and sighed, "I once said that it would allow us to walk in the sun, but now I have done it?"

He pushed open the door and walked in with his head held high, but the moment he stepped into the house, all his emotions were cooled.

Hera followed him, feeling the stiffness of his back and shaking her head blankly.

Devany saw the picture in front of her clearly, and sighed helplessly, "It seems that I still can't do it." ”

Four soldiers patrolling the Guard, wearing armor and drawing their swords, stared warily at Hera and Devany behind him.

......

"Why are there guards in my house!" Hodge angrily asked Pollitt, and before he could reach the fat man's cuffs, the two guards guarding his side had already forced him back with their unsheathed swords.

Hodge was even more annoyed by the obstruction of his movements, and he patted the wooden table beside him in a faux puff, "I need a reasonable explanation. ”

"Watch your words and actions, Lord Hodge. After Hodge became a townsfolk of Blackstone, Rhodes finally didn't have to think hard about what to call him, he stood by Pollitt's side, in fact, he would speak in Pollit's place most of the time, "You should be more polite to the mayor." ”

"I need — an explanation. Hodge's tone intensified, repeating it again.

"Ahem. Pollit coughed lightly, "My friend, there may be some misunderstanding between us, those guards have no ill will towards you, they just go to protect you, just like there are guards stationed outside Rhodes' house, right?"

"That's right, Master Pollit. "Rhodes lied without even the slightest hesitation, there were only forty or fifty patrol guards in the town, and the patrol tasks were all arranged very tightly, except for the two permanent people by Pollit's side, how could they have extra manpower?

"Protection, the four soldiers had been staring at my two friends warily. Hodge sneered, Pollit only had two soldiers by his side, and he deserved such a great deal of protection as a newcomer to civilians? No, their goal was not to themselves, but to spy on Hera and Daphne, two witches.

"You mean witches, right?" Rhodes picked up the subject, "Lord Hodge, I hope you can understand, they are witches after all, and they wield extremely terrifying powers, even if you call them friends, but for the safety of Blackstone, the necessary supervision is still needed. ”

If you have power, you need to be regulated?, so why is the Wizards' Guild so high?

"Of course, your friends will have a certain amount of freedom, and they can walk the street of your house as they please, but that's about it. ”

"It's not the same as it was promised. Hodge pressed his thumb the table, "They're already civilians, and there's no reason to be restricted from traveling." ”

"I promised you, the status of you and the two witch civilians, and it is true, I have not broken my promise. Pollitt stood up with his hands on the wooden handle, and rolled up and down for a moment on his own.

"But the townspeople should be managed by the mayor. ”

"And I'm the mayor of Blackstone. ”