Seeing the monster jump out of the window, Rogge hurriedly stepped over the corpse on the ground and chased to the window, but outside the window was a dark alley, the monster was gone, Rogge stood by the window and looked around for a while, and suddenly heard a low exclamation behind him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He looked back in the direction of the door, and saw Catherine standing in the doorway with the little owl Lilith and the little flower spirit Monica, looking in amazement at the blood-stained room, and at this moment there was the sound of hurried footsteps in the hallway.

The innkeeper hurried to the door of the room with a group of thugs who guarded the store, he glanced at Catherine, turned his gaze to the room, and was startled to see the blood-stained room and the three corpses on the ground.

"Did you do this?" the innkeeper glared at Catherine, who was standing aside, and at the same time pointed at Rogge in the room and yelled, "I don't care if you kill people, everything in this room is dirty, you have to pay me!"

"It's none of our business, we just heard the shouting!" Catherine angrily argued to him.

"It has nothing to do with you?" the boss sneered, crossed his arms over his chest and said with a strong face: "Then tell me, who has something to do with this? Who killed these three people and made this room look like this?"

Catherine looked at him with annoyance, but she didn't know where to start, when Rogge's voice came from the house: "Okay, stop arguing, I'll take care of this matter." ”

He carefully avoided the blood-stained ground and corpses on the ground, came to the door and said to the boss: "You just said that you don't care about the murder, is it that someone in this city has been killed, and no one has ever cared about it?"

"No, whoever is killed has no ability, at most find a few people to drag it out and throw it into the sea, but the house is mine, the things are mine, you have to pay!" said the boss with his head held high and looked at Rogge, who was a head taller than him.

"And what if I find the murderer in this case and hand him over to you?" asked Rogge, looking down at his boss's sly triangular eyes.

When the boss heard this, he showed a cunning smile, he shook his head and said, "Do you think I am a fool? You just go to the street and catch a person, say that he did it, and then let me find that poor bastard to ask for money?

"Bad wolf, let's kill this stinky profiteer!" cried the little furball lying on Catherine's shoulder.

Hearing this, the boss looked at Rogge and Catherine vigilantly, and the thugs behind him also clenched their fists, only to see Rogge smile faintly, looked back at the gloomy room behind him and said, "Boss, there is something I have to remind you, what do you think will happen if what happened tonight is known to people outside?"

The boss stared at him with a frown, secretly wondering what he wanted to say, only to see a strange and strange smile on Rogge's face, which looked particularly mad against the dark and bloody room behind him.

"If the people in the city knew that the guests of your store were attacked by a four-handed two-headed monster in the middle of the night, and in an instant, two people died tragically and one of them was dismembered, and the house was full of blood like hell, do you think anyone would dare to live in your store?" Rogge asked with a grim smile and lowered his head to the boss.

The boss couldn't help but shudder, took a step back and looked at him hesitantly, Rogge straightened up and returned to his normal expression, and said with a smile: "My suggestion is that you better give me some time to help you find out what happened, and catch the perpetrator, as for how you deal with him, that's your business." ”

The boss lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and there seemed to be no better countermeasure, he looked up and asked uneasily: "You asked me to give you time, how much time do you want?"

"Two days, three days at most. Rogge smiled confidently.

"What have you been doing after so long?" asked the boss, glancing at Catherine, who was standing aside.

"Won't you send someone to keep an eye on us?" Rogge glanced at the thugs behind him and said, "You have raised so many thugs who protect the shop, and they all have nothing to do, just let them stare at us, isn't it very simple?"

After hearing this, the boss glanced back at his thugs, only to hear Rogge urge: "Make a decision quickly, boss, it's about to dawn, if you don't make up your mind, there is a risk that this matter will be leaked." ”

The boss hesitated and agreed to Rogge, who beckoned to Catherine and said, "Come on, baby, now it's time for us to go in and check on useful things, and as for you, boss, just leave your people outside the door, and don't let them come in and disturb us." ”

He and Catherine went into the room, and Rogge asked her to examine the corpse and its belongings, and went to the window himself to look out the dark alley, and he remembered that when he slammed the door, the window was open, and the curtains were blown up by the night breeze and fluttered in the room.

Rogge looked down to check the marks on the windowsill, but did not find any footprints, but a few strange white scratches appeared, he gently touched the scratches with his hand, the surface was uneven, the marks were very new, and it looked like a mark from some kind of sharp and slender object.

He closed the window and checked the lock on it, but found no signs of damage, and with a little thought, he pulled out half of a cigar from the small cloth bag around his waist, most of it was soaked in blood, but it was not the cigar that Rogge had smoked, but the one he had just found on the floor by the window.

Rog looked out for a moment, then suddenly turned around and called out to the little furball, Lilith flapped her little wings and flew to his shoulder, yawned and asked, "What did the bad wolf call me for?

"It's not time yet," Rogge said, gesturing out the window, "but I need you to help me find something." He leaned into the little furball's ear and whispered a few words, and the little furball flapped its little wings in agreement and flew out of the window.

Rogge came to Catherine, crouched down beside her, looked at the corpse, and asked her and Monica, "How is it, girls, have you found anything?"

"The wounds on the three bodies are surprisingly consistent," Catherine said, turning the corpse in front of her to the sky, pointing to the corpse's abdomen, "They all found two large dense pinholes in their stomachs, in the shape of a square, and the wounds were very deep, I asked Monica to cut open the abdomen of one of the corpses, and found that the deepest part was at least eight centimeters." ”

"That's right," said Xiao Hualing, who floated above the corpse and looked at the pinholes on the corpse, "If you are injured like this, the internal organs in the abdominal cavity will be greatly damaged, and the person will lose a lot of blood, and he will soon lose his ability to fight. ”

"But," Catherine said, taking Monica's words, looking at Rogge suspiciously, "the two of us thought about it for a long time, but we couldn't figure out what kind of weapon caused such a wound, we didn't find any foreign objects in the abdominal cavity of the corpse, and there was nothing like that on the floor." ”

"It's good news that I couldn't find the murder weapon. Rogge shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head to look at the corpse's arm, and asked, "What about this?"

Catherine and Monica followed his gaze, and Catherine replied, "By the way, one of the three corpses had its head and hands and feet cut off, and the remaining two were intact. ”

"It looks like I disturbed the killer by banging on the door, and he didn't have time to finish his masterpiece. Rogge nodded slightly, not surprised, picked up the severed wrist of the corpse, looked at the wound and said to the two: "This wound doesn't look very neat, it doesn't seem to have been cut with a very sharp weapon." ”

"That's right, the skin at the broken wrist has signs of severe squeezing, and the broken bone is even more crushing, as if it has been severely squeezed and struck, and it is not cut off by a sharp sword-like weapon. Monica looked at Rogge approvingly.

"Maybe a very blunt knife. Rogge raised his eyebrows and looked at the two girls, Catherine and Monica looked at him in surprise, Rogge smiled slightly and pointed to the broken wrist and said: "As Monica just said, the bones at the broken wrist are shattered, and the skin has crushed marks, but the wrist has not been significantly deformed. ”

He raised a severed hand and pointed the wound towards them and continued: "At the same time, the wound of the severed hand also left marks similar to those of the severed wrist, which means that the scope of the damage is very narrow, indicating that the murder weapon is very narrow and not heavy, and even multiple slashes are not enough to deform the wrist and hand. ”

"But ......," Catherine asked, bewildered, "who would cut off a man's hands and feet with a blunt knife? ”

"That's what we're trying to get to the bottom of, a murderer with two bizarre murder weapons. He looked up at the other two corpses and asked, "Have you seen what was on the corpses?"

"It's all on the table," said Catherine, rising and leading Rogge to the table, pointing to the pile of belongings piled on the table, "it's all here, full of valuable jewels, worn untouched on the deceased." ”

"If the murderer didn't have time to take it away because of my sudden arrival, then the purpose of his trip was not to make money at all, but to kill people. Rogge looked down at one of the blood-stained ruby rings and said, "I'm more inclined to the latter, because the murderer's methods are so cruel that they look more like a vendetta." ”

Catherine nodded silently, but looked up at him without saying anything, Rogge noticed her expression keenly, and turned back to ask, "Have something to ask me?"

Catherine saw that he had found out, so she cautiously looked back in the direction of the door, and saw that the thugs left by the boss were chatting at the door, so she leaned into Rogge's ear and whispered, "Is what you just said to the boss true?"

"What's that?" Rogge looked at her curiously, and Catherine looked behind her and replied, "It's that the murderer is a monster with four hands and two heads, do you really see it?"

Rog gently put his hand on her shoulder, put his mouth close to her ear, and said, "I think I did see it, but I'm not sure what it is, whether it's a man or a monster." ”

"What does he look like?" asked Catherine and Monica curiously as they looked around Rogge.

"He looked like he had four arms, because the lower limbs were very thin, shorter than the legs, and the ends were shaped like human hands, except for a head above the shoulders, and between the two lower limbs, there was a head, the size of a normal human head, but I didn't see his face. ”

Catherine and Monica looked at each other, and the two were silent for a moment, and Catherine asked Rogge, "What do you think he is, is it a man or a demon under Merair?"

Rogge silently looked at their expectant expressions, shrugged his shoulders and did not speak, and at this time, the little furball suddenly flew in from the window, and shouted impatiently while falling on his shoulder: "Bad wolf, what do you want me to find......