"I don't have a problem, if we can, we'd better go to the scene of the murder and check the body of the deceased by the way, and see the deceased's husband and two children. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Sherlock stared into Rog's eyes and replied, and from his shining eyes, Rog felt as if he had a framework in his mind, and everything seemed to be under his control.

Led by the troll commander in charge of investigating the case, Rogge and the others went to the tent where the deceased Amanda lived, and the commander told Rogge and Sherlock that the tent had been vacant since Amanda was killed, and that the deceased's husband Leon had temporarily set up another tent with his two children after returning.

Rog and Sherlock stood at the door of the tent and observed the surroundings, and found that there were many tents nearby, and many troll women were standing in the doorway with their children in their arms, or poking their heads out of the curtain to look at them, their eyes showing curiosity and wariness.

"The location here is not remote, there are many people nearby, and it seems that it is difficult for the murderer to avoid the eyes of the people around him and enter the tent. Rog said to Sherlock as he surveyed his surroundings.

Sherlock nodded silently but did not speak, and opened the curtain to look into the tent, and saw that the spacious tent was covered with blood, a large pool of blood on the ground to the right near the center of the tent, and a low wooden table behind the bloodstained side.

Sherlock and Rog walked into the tent in turn, and Rog noticed a mess of bloody footprints on the ground, and asked the troll commander if he had checked the source of the footprints.

The commander told him that most of the footprints came from Amanda's two children, who had been close to the body after Amanda's death and then ran out for help, leaving many footprints, all of which were from the soldiers who helped carry the body.

"It's a mess here," Sherlock said, shaking his head dissatisfied, "even if the murderer left footprints, they have been covered by other people's footprints, and I don't think anything useful can be found in the footprints." ”

"Where's the murder weapon?" Rogge asked the troll commander beside him, who immediately sent someone to bring the meat chopping knife that killed Amanda and handed it to Rogge, who noticed that the knife was very thick, the blade was very sharp, the knife was stained with blood, and there was a blurred bloody handprint on the hilt.

Rogge carefully pinched the bloodstained parts of the knife, checked the handprints on the handle, and asked the troll commander beside him, "There is obviously more than one person's handprint on it, was it like this when you got this knife?" Or did someone else hold the blood-stained handle?"

According to Amanda's son, when they saw the body, the handle of the knife was in Amanda's hand, the blade was embedded in the wound in her neck, and her son Fred took the knife out of his mother's hand and threw it aside, which is supposed to have been left by him. ”

Rog looked down at the marks on the hilt of the knife, there seemed to be some suspicion between his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything, handed the knife to the commander and looked at the large bloodstain standing next to the dead man, but Sherlock didn't stare at the bloodstain, but leaned over to look at the low wooden table next to the bloodstain.

Rog stepped forward and stopped beside him, looking down at the table in front of him, he immediately understood what Sherlock meant, the table was too clean, there was not a trace on it, and just in front of it to the right was a large pool of blood left by the dead man who had fallen to the ground, and at such a close distance, the blood did not even splatter on the table.

"What do you think is going on?" Rogge said to Sherlock in a humble tone.

"I guess we thought the same. Sherlock smiled and looked at Rogge.

"Something is blocking the direction of the blood splatter," Rog said, surveying the blood on the ground meaningfully.

Sherlock nodded slightly in agreement, pointed to the ground between the blood stains and the corner of the table, and said, "Perhaps, it was the murderer who stopped between the deceased and the table, and he pressed the deceased to the ground, and the blood from the wound splattered on him......"

"So there was no trace left on the table. Rogge took Sherlock's words, judging from the location of the blood stains on the ground, the distance between the blood stains and the table, and the position of the table, Sherlock's analysis is very probable, and the meat chopping knife was originally on the table, so it is natural for the murderer to pick up the knife on the table in anger and cut down the deceased.

"But if this is the case," said Catherine, who had been listening quietly to their conversation, "how did the murderer flee from this place without knowing it?"

"You're right, baby, that's the biggest question right now, how did the murderer get in here without anyone noticing, and then escape quietly after killing someone. Rog walked over to the edge of the tent and examined the corners of the tent one by one, but found no place to get in and out.

That's why many people think that Amanda died by suicide. The troll commander looked at Rog and Sherlock helplessly and said, "After all, there is no trace of the murderer here, and the murder knife is in the hands of the deceased, which does look like suicide." ”

"But the commander," said Rog, returning to the commander as he circled around the tent, "you are a soldier who has been fighting for many years, do you really think that a man can kill himself with seven slashes in the neck?"

"Normally, even self-inflicted killing is just a single cut of the carotid artery, right, Dr. John?" asked Rogge, looking back at John, who had been silent.

Seeing him ask himself, the doctor hurriedly responded: "That's right, from the doctor's point of view, it is impossible for a person to use such a heavy knife to cut his neck seven times, and it is difficult to bear such pressure and heavy injuries psychologically and physically. ”

"So it's clearly a disguise made by the killer to cover up the crime. Rogge turned and pointed in the direction of the bloodstains and the corner of the table and said, "If it is a suicide, the inference that the murderer blocked the splattered blood is not valid, if the murderer is not present, why is the table so clean?"

"Where is the corpse now?" Sherlock, who was inspecting the boxes of clothing on the other side, turned to the troll commander, who pointed out the tent and said, "In the tent dedicated to storing the dead, I can take you there now." ”

The four then followed the commander out of the scene of the crime and went to a morgue in a corner of the camp, where they saw the body of the deceased Amanda in a tent at the morgue.

She is slightly taller than a human woman, slightly less robust than an orc woman, with red hair and blue skin, pointed ears, and two short fangs protruding from her lips.

The four stopped on either side of the body, and Sherlock asked Dr. John to examine the body of the deceased, who found that the deceased had choke marks and bruises on his wrist, and a bloody knife mark on the right back of his neck, counting down a total of seven stab wounds, which almost cut the deceased's neck to pieces.

"The scar is on the right back of the neck," Rogge squatted beside the corpse's neck and looked down at the wound and said, "This scar has clearly told us that the deceased was by no means a suicide, if you use a knife in your left hand to slash your neck, the position of the wound should be in front of the right or right front, to cut to the back of the right is not at all forceful, it is impossible to cause such a wound." ”

However, when the body was found, the deceased slashed his neck with a knife in his right hand. The Troll Commander reminded tentatively.

Rogge and Sherlock looked up at him in unison, exchanged glances with each other, Rogge pondered for a moment and turned back to ask John: "Doctor, I want to hold a knife in my right hand and slash the right back of my neck, although it looks more convenient, but it is difficult to swing a heavy meat chopping knife with the strength to cut such a wound, right?"

"Indeed," said Dr. John, looking at the wounds of the deceased, "it is difficult to use force to slash the right hand on the same side, and the slashing of the neck with a knife will affect the movement of the entire right upper limb, and the muscles and muscles will be seriously injured, and the severe pain may cause the injured person to faint and eventually die of blood loss, and it is very difficult to complete the seven slashes." ”

"Unless Amanda has the extreme willpower to endure such pain. Rogge said meaningfully looking down at the corpse in front of him.

He lowered his head and picked up the hand of the deceased Amanda, carefully observed the pinch marks on her wrist, and found that the pinch marks were relatively narrow, the area of bruises was relatively small, and there were relatively clear small nail scratches on the back of the wrist.

The scar caused Rogge to fall into deep thought, and some kind of assumption appeared in his mind, but it seemed to contradict his previous inference, and Sherlock, who was crouching across from him, took a magnifying glass from his waist and leaned forward to aim the magnifying glass at the knife mark on the deceased's neck.

"John, can you give me a knife?" he reached out to the doctor with his other hand, John immediately opened the small box he was carrying, which contained various medicines and medical supplies, he took out a sharp small scalpel and handed it to Sherlock, Sherlock thanked him and took the knife, carefully picking the knife on the deceased's neck.

He examined the seven cuts one by one, straightened up and put away the magnifying glass, returned the knife to John, and with a knowing expression on his face, he got up and said to the troll commander, "I don't think there's anything to check here, if it's convenient, I'd like to go and talk to the family of the deceased." ”

Rogge also stood up when he heard his words, and the group left the morgue tent and walked towards the tent where the deceased's husband, Commander Leon, was staying.

Just as they were halfway there, Rog suddenly noticed a troll with a bloodstained rag wrapped around his chest, carrying a meat cleaver and pushing a wooden cart along the other road from the row of tents.