"Bad wolf, I'm back!" the little furball whistled in through the kitchen window and landed next to the roast duck, she stole a glance at the roast duck, swallowed and handed one of the voles under her paws to Rog.

Rogge, who had been waiting for her, brought a boning knife from the side, cut a small piece of meat from the inside of the torn roast duck, and fed it to the vole, which ate the duck meat in two bites, and after about ten minutes had passed, it was still alive.

"This duck is poisonous, and the bad wolf is lying to me again!" said the little furball with an unhappy glance at Rogge.

"Don't jump to conclusions. Rogge reached for a small spoon, scraped a small spoonful of oil from the skin of the roast duck facing the window, and then poured it into the mouth of the vole, and in just ten seconds, the vole collapsed to the ground with convulsions, and soon bled to death.

"Oops, the little mouse is dead!" said the little furball in surprise as he jumped away from the roast duck and looked at it with disgust as if he were running away from the plague.

"Don't say I'm lying this time, are you?" Rogge walked out of the kitchen with Lilith and came to the Grand Patriarch Gustav, who was waiting for the results.

"Great Patriarch," he said to Gustav, "and from what is going on in the kitchen, I suspect that the murderer used a blowpipe to pass through the window to avoid the sight of the cooks in the kitchen, and sprayed venom on the roast duck, and Captain Salif died after eating the poisonous duck meat." ”

He glanced at the solemn and sad expressions of the crowd, lit a cigar and said, "But he is not the target of the murderer, the person the murderer really wants to kill is my ......"

Everyone present was taken aback when they heard his words, and Catherine got up from Nora's side and said angrily, "What a madman, is this madman going to kill us all!"

"I think he's just targeting me," Rogge said, puffing down his cigar and watching the puff of green smoke drift up from the cigar, "Obviously, he's been keeping an eye on the case, and he's got all the analysis of Sam's killing and the missing bullets in the armory, and he's starting to worry that I'm going to find him." ”

"What are you going to do?" Gustav asked Rogge with an annoyed expression, "If there's anything I can do, tell me at once, and I'll have this damn murderer cut to pieces!"

"Don't be impatient, what you need to do now is to strictly guard against the possible second poisoning, and the rest of the people try not to act alone, the murderer has the possibility of jumping over the wall and committing the murder himself, so be vigilant. ”

As he spoke, Rogge looked back at Nala, who was crying, and said to Catherine and Lisa, "You two take good care of Madame and don't let her go alone, and you two are the same, leave the matter of tracking down the murderer to me and Lilith, don't worry." ”

"As for Murphy, please stay with the Great Patriarch, we can't be sure if the murderer has any accomplices right now, we must be vigilant. Rogge turned his gaze to Murphy, who nodded silently.

After explaining everything, Rog turned and entered the kitchen, lifted the window sash made of reeds and leaped out of the window, he looked down at the footprints left in the soft dirt beneath his feet, and followed Lilith along the footprints.

Along the narrow path between the two rows of mud huts, Rog traced the footprints all the way forward, and he noticed that the footprints were small in stride and rather shallow, very similar to the footprints found outside the armory, which made Rogge's heart move.

Suddenly, the footprints in front of him turned away from the path and turned into a large road full of people, the bustling crocodile tribe on the street drowned out the traces of the footprints, Rogge stood at the intersection and looked around, turned back and asked Lilith, "Did you find anything?"

"There's a smell over there!" said the little furball, pointing to the road on the left with his wings.

"Are you sure? Why do I smell on the right?" Rogge looked back at her with a slanted eyebrow, and the little furball raised his little head, and said with certainty, "Your nose is broken!"

"Then let's try it, go to the right first!" Rogge turned and walked to the right, and the little furball pouted and fell on his shoulder angrily.

As the two of them approached the edge of the shaman's land through the flow of people, the streets were becoming scarce, and Rog stopped in front of a lonely mud hut and looked back to the left and right, to see that the streets around him were empty.

"The smell has stopped here," Rog whispered to Lilith, and the little furball turned his head unhappily and said, "Hmph, no, there is no smell of barbecue here!"

"Shut up, snack, I knew you were an unreliable guide, but I'm glad I didn't listen to you!" Rogge rolled his eyes at her, reached out and patted the wall in the doorway, "Is anyone there?"

The room was empty, and Rog glanced at Lilith, lifted the curtain of the animal skin with his hand, and stepped into the room, which was not very large, except for a bed full of miscellaneous items, and bottles and cans all over the floor.

Rogge cautiously walked past the rows of clay jars, came to the bed, leaned over and looked at the stone bed, which was not covered with reeds and animal skin blankets, and found that the surface of the bed was covered with dust, and it looked like no one had slept in a long time.

Rogge picked up a clay jar from the bed, knocked lightly on the jar with his hand, and heard a sound of soothing from inside, he carefully lifted the lid of the can, and a colorful snake jumped out of the jar, showing its fangs and biting Rogge.

Rogge tilted his head sharply and flashed back, Lilith fixed the poisonous snake with a glare, she flapped her wings and flew forward, showed her claws and grabbed the poisonous snake's seven inches, pulled it out of the jar and shouted, "Okay, there are snakes to eat! I haven't eaten snake meat since I left the ice island!"

"Can you not associate everything with eating, haven't you eaten?" Rogge glanced at her and said, and the little furball said confidently, "Yes, I haven't eaten at noon!"

"I forgot about this stubble...... Rogge slapped his head helplessly, snatched the snake from her paw and threw it into the jar, resealing the jar and putting it back in its place.

He opened several jars on the bed one by one, and found a number of small lizards a few centimeters long, and another jar containing some coin-sized frogs.

Rogge pointed to the brightly colored frogs and said to Lilith, "Look, these are poison dart frogs, they have the deadliest toxins, but they have to see blood to be useful." ”

"So I can eat them?" said the little furball, looking curiously at the frog in the jar.

"As long as you're sure you're not bleeding from your stomach. Rog flicked on her little mouth, flicking her little head out of the way, and resealing the jar containing the poison dart frog.

He took the third jar and opened the mouth of the jar to hide his face, but nothing jumped out of it, and there was no sound, and Rog carefully looked inside, only to find a light brown wooden pipe inside.

"This is it!" Rogge excitedly reached out and took out the woodpipe, brought it to his nose and sniffed it, and said to Lilith, "This is what we are looking for, there is still the smell of venom on it, we have found him." ”

"I still prefer the taste of roast duck. The little furball said faintly.

Rog ignored her, turned the woodpipe over and over again, found a line of small writing on its surface, and just as Rogge was trying to identify them, he suddenly heard soft footsteps outside the door, and he hurriedly hid the woodpipe on his body, and quickly sealed the jar and put it back in its place.

As soon as he straightened his waist, the door curtain was lifted, and a familiar figure came into Rogge's eyes, the crocodile archwizard held the door frame and looked at each other with Rogge, and after a long silence, the archwizard asked: "Mr. Rogge, I didn't expect you to find this place so quickly." ”

"Do you know anything about Commander Sharif?" asked Rogge, looking calmly at the Grand Wizard.

"I heard," the archwizard sighed softly, and walked into the house, looking at Rogge with his totemic cane in both hands, "So, are you going to accuse me of the Grand Patriarch now?"

"Is this room yours?" asked Rogge, looking around at the bottles and cans.

"Yes, this is my residence before I became a great wizard, and I use it as a storage room now. The Grand Wizard looked at every item in the room with a longing gaze and said, "I have a lot of memories here, and I still feel very nostalgic when I think about it. ”

"It would be a blasphemy to use such a room full of memories as a place to store the murder weapon. Rogge said with a shrug.

The Grand Wizard smiled and shook his head, turned to face the door, turned back to Rogge, and said, "It seems that you have found the evidence you want, so it is best for us to go and see the Grand Patriarch now." ”

Rogge nodded slightly, and walked out of the mud house after the great wizard, and when he walked to the door and looked at the great wizard who had opened the curtain for him, he suddenly smiled and asked, "Why do you want me to accuse you to the great patriarch so much?" From the first time we met, you were hinting to me that you were a murderer. ”

"Because I have fulfilled my long-cherished wish, it is time for it to end, I am too old and weak to die. The Grand Wizard unhurriedly opened the curtain of the door, turned and walked slowly in the direction of Gustav's residence.

"Lilith, stay here and keep an eye on him, and if anyone comes close to remember what he looks like, don't be spotted. Rogge turned around and whispered, and the little furball nodded in agreement, flapped its wings and flew to the roof of the mud hut opposite.

Rogge followed the archwizard back to Gustav's quarters, where the archwizard confessed to Gustav that he was the murderer of Sam and Sarif, and Gustav was shocked and asked why he did it.

"Remember, you were the one who took away my position as the Great Patriarch, isn't that enough?" the Great Wizard smiled calmly.

"If that's not enough, I can tell you that I killed all the sons you have killed in the war over the past few years, and I don't think I need to explain to you how I killed them, right?"

"You old bastard!" Gustav scolded through gritted teeth as he pointed at the archwizard.

"You're right. The archwizard smiled and nodded, which made Gustav angry and dumbfounded, and he glared at him angrily, and ordered the soldiers to put the archwizard in prison and put him to death at the execution table that night.

"Grand Patriarch," Rogge, who had been silent and watching from the sidelines, said to Gustav after the archwizard was escorted away, "I have one more question for you, what is the real name of the archwizard?"

Gustav was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "His name is Salim, what's wrong?"

Rogge's eyes rolled after hearing this, and he smiled: "I understand, please do me another favor and give me a list......