Charlie Hunter is on the hunt with the witchers and Templars.

But the weird thing is that every place has been renovated.

There is no need to go through Charlie to explain anything, as long as the person with a normal IQ in this situation should see that something is wrong. This refurbished soil layer is only found where Charlie buried his body, and it is obviously extremely targeted.

After a third fruitless search, Gustav discovered something odd.

Charlie took them to the fourth burial site, which this time the renovation didn't get to work.

The refurbished soil still smells of decaying blood, which is not large but clear.

"Someone really did ......it," Gustav crouched down, looking at the renovated soil with the glow of the light.

Unfortunately, to date, there has been no specific example of the corpse that Charlie Hunt was talking about.

Can the other party really be so careful and thorough, so that every body buried by Charlie is transferred one by one? Gustav felt that it was a little scary, and the things involved in this were probably really a little complicated.

Charlie Hunter is just an old scavenger, he has been reduced to this point, and there should be no enemy against him. Even if you have a personal grudge with someone, you don't need to work so hard for Charlie Hunter, you can just kill it.

Or is it ...... Before they could do anything to Charlie, Charlie had escaped the assassination because he had run into the church? Gustav looked at Charlie Hunt, who, according to him, had fled in panic the previous week after witnessing a huge back, never to return.

"Charlie, if possible, I would like to ask, who was the last victim?" asked Gustav softly.

The back that appeared that night must have been doing something and was bumped into by Charlie.

Charlie Hunter shook his head: "I don't know, I was so frightened that day that I had to run towards the surface. ”

"Well, the second question: if you've witnessed so many victims, and you're on the alert, then why did you even come down here that night?"

Charlie said helplessly: "People like us, apart from trying to find some leftover steel, how can we get living expenses? Even if I know that there is danger, but I have no choice." And, I ...... with my friend that night."

Charlie's words fell silent suddenly.

"Oh my God......" he muttered, trembling throughout.

There weren't many people in the mines at night, and Charlie Hunt's friends mysteriously said he had made a big discovery, so they bypassed the peak of the scavengers and went to the mine to meet. The mysterious back of that night, Charlie Hunt's friend, the mutilation, all connected, put together a sad ending.

"Do you know who it is?" Gustav sighed, "Let's go back to the surface and make sure." ”

............

Returning to the surface again, feeling the warm afternoon sunshine, is not much of a joy.

Charlie Hunter is right, there is indeed an unknown truth in this.

The tent group not far away was the 'base camp' of the scavengers, and Charlie Hunt quickened his pace as he approached. He was already limping, but now it was harder to keep his balance when he ran, and his movements became a little funny.

"Lomba, where's Lomba?" said Charlie, who shouted to the scavengers in the sun.

Lazily lying on their stomachs, the scavengers didn't want to get up.

"Lomba, I haven't seen him in a while, I'm afraid I'm going to Stepleton to beg?"

Charlie reversed course and trotted towards his and Lomba's tent.

They have a good relationship, and even the tents are set up very closely.

Charlie fled quickly that night and didn't have time to come here to pack his things. He just put some bank notes on his body: the situation here is complicated, putting really valuable things on his body, which is something that almost all scavengers do.

The two tents in the field of vision have been completely demolished, and the contents have been divided.

It's really Lomba...... The one who died was really him...... Charlie's brain boomed, and it exploded on the spot.

Lomba's tent was so torn that the original support structure was no longer visible.

Charlie Hunter walked over and pulled open the yellow, blackened canvases with his hands, hoping to find some traces of his friends inside.

Unfortunately, there is no mercy or sympathy in the world of scavengers, and some of Lomba's daily necessities have been divided, leaving only some stone weights used to press down the corners of the tent.

Charlie sat dumbfounded, all he'd been thinking about all these days was how to prove what he said and what had happened when he fled that night. But now, he Ning Yuan only had auditory and visual hallucinations on his own that night.

"It seems that the victim that night was Lomba, your friend ......" Gustav thought for a moment, "and, it is possible that the other party was trying to kill you, but killed Lomba by mistake." ”

This speculation is not impossible, and the other party will not allow Charlie to continue to bury the body and leave evidence. It is very likely that Charlie has been noticed by the other party just after he did a few burial work.

Charlie tore his hair with both hands, his gaze wandering and dazed.

He searched around for some clues that Lomba had left behind.

"Did Lomba find you for something that night?" Gustav asked Charlie for some clues, as he surveyed the remnants beneath the canvas.

"Lomba said that he found something good, something good that could make us rich. But he said it mysteriously and did not leave any hints. Charlie quickly recalled the situation.

Nothing was found, but among the heavy stones that pressed the tent, Charlie found a piece of ore that had been polished very smoothly.

It was a translucent, slightly cloudy white crystal, and it looked like something that Lomba really valued.

Charlie found it between two large stone pedestals that were overweight, so that similar ores were everywhere and not so coveted by other scavengers.

Looking further, Charlie found nothing.

The Templars looked at the sky and discussed, and the leader said, "We're going to rest first, and I'll start drafting the investigation report tonight." There is indeed an unknown truth in this, and I hope to unite the forces of the Taiu Knight to investigate it again tomorrow. ”

He looked at Charlie with a hint of apology in his tone: "Poor Charlie, I wish you a good rest tonight." ”

The Templars began to make their way towards the territory of the The-Oo Knights, leaving the scavengers' tents.

"Mr. Odinson......" Charlie said earnestly, looking at Gustav, "I have another place, and you must go with me to see it!