Chapter 607: The Butcher of the Blood Apron

"Commander, who is that man?" Rogge paused, looked back at the back of the slowly departing troll, and asked the troll commander beside him, who glanced in the direction he was pointing and replied, "That's Gordon, the butcher in our camp." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Butcher?" Rogge stared in the direction of the butcher's departure, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said to the commander and Sherlock, "You go to Leon first, I'll leave for a while, and I'll look for you later." ā€

After saying that, he took Catherine and hurriedly walked in the direction of the butcher, and Dr. John looked at the backs of the two of them who hurriedly walked away, and said to Sherlock beside him, "Sherlock, don't you think you should also investigate the butcher?"

"Why?" Sherlock turned and walked on his way, and John followed, "Isn't it obvious? We've been looking for the murderer who can get covered in blood and walk around the camp without being detected, and the butcher clearly fits the bill. ā€

"You're right, John," Sherlock said with a faint smile of approval, "but we don't need to rush to investigate him, Mr. Rogge will come up with a result, let's go meet the deceased's family first, I want to talk to Amanda's two children." ā€

After separating from Sherlock and John, Rogge and Catherine quietly followed the butcher, bypassing several camps to the outside of the camp, where the butcher Gordon stopped in an open field outside the camp with a huge dirt pit in front of him, and Gordon poured the bones from the wooden cart into the pit, turned and pushed the empty cart and the meat cleave.

Rogge and Catherine cautiously came to the edge of the pit, and saw a mountain of white bones piled up at the bottom of the pit, and the two looked at the bones in the pit in surprise, which were mixed with a large number of skulls of humanoid creatures, Catherine asked Rogge uneasily: "Could it be that this butcher is the murderer?"

"He's suspicious, but it's still undecided," Rog said, looking at the dry bones in the bone pit, "Trolls have a cannibalistic nature, and they hunt humanoids from other races, including human travelers and orcs, so it's not surprising that these skulls exist here." ā€

"I thought he killed Amanda to eat her......" Catherine couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard this, but suddenly remembered that she also seemed to be the target of the troll, and her heart couldn't help but get nervous, and pressed her hand on the silver gun around her waist.

"We continued to follow him and see where he was going. Rogge beckoned to Catherine, and continued to follow her in the direction of the butcher's departure, and the two quickened their pace and soon caught up with the butcher Gordon, and saw him whistling unhurriedly, shaking the meat chopper in his hand and pushing the empty cart around before approaching the morgue.

"What is he doing at the morgue?" Catherine asked Rog uneasily, who gestured quietly to her and led her to hide behind a tent where Gordon could easily be observed, and looked in Gordon's direction to see him pull over and walk into another morgue tent next door to Amanda.

Rog and Catherine stayed where they were for a while, and when they saw Gordon still walking out of the tent with a meat cleaver, and then turned into the tent where Amanda's body was kept, he hesitated for a moment to let the little furball fly over and observe what Gordon was doing.

The little furball flew silently to the door of the tent, listened to the movement inside with her little head sideways, faintly heard the sound of heavy breathing, she quietly burrowed her little head into the curtain of the tent, looked into the room, and saw Gordon carrying a corpse on his shoulder, and then strode towards the door with a meat cleaver.

The little furball hurriedly pulled his head out, turned around and flew back to Rogge's side with a smoke, hiding behind Rogge's neck and shouting in a panic: "That ugly monster is carrying a corpse and carrying a big knife and walking towards me, it's so scary!"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Gordon walking out with the corpse and a meat chopping knife, he threw the body into the wooden cart, pushed the wooden cart and left the morgue tent, Rogge and Catherine exchanged glances, and quietly followed behind Gordon.

Gordon pushed the wooden cart with the corpses, carrying a meat chopping knife and humming a little tune all the way through the camp, the trolls on the road seemed to be accustomed to him, and no one paid attention to his actions, but Rogge and Catherine, who followed him, attracted a lot of attention, and even trolls came forward to ask about their identities.

The two managed to get rid of the entanglement of passers-by, followed the smell of rotting corpses left by Gordon along the way, and finally found Gordon's wooden cart in a wasteland outside the camp, the corpse's feet were exposed outside the wooden cart, and Gordon was nowhere to be found.

Rog and Catherine cautiously stepped forward and looked inside the wooden cart, and before they could see the corpses inside, they suddenly heard an orc shout behind them, and when the two looked back sharply, the troll butcher Gordon roared towards them with a shovel and a meat cleaver.

Rog pushed Catherine back, and he showed his winged blade to block it head-on, Gordon's meat chopper slashed at the surface of the fallen angel's gauntlet, and for a moment sparks flew everywhere, leaving no trace on the indestructible fallen angel gauntlet, but Rog's left hand was numb from the heavy blow.

He dodged over the shovel that Gordon slapped at his head, and the small hairball on his shoulder shot two immobilization beams with his eyes, freezing Gordon in place, and Rogge snatched the meat chopper and shovel from his hand, grabbed him by the neck and pressed him to the ground.

"Hey, troll, let's make it clear......" Rog said to Gordon while making the little furball stop fixing the beam, but before the words fell, Gordon suddenly hit Rog's head, Rogge didn't guard against his fierce blow, and was knocked to the ground.

Gordon jumped up from the ground, opened his fanged mouth and pounced on Rogge, only to hear a gunshot, a silver bullet hit Gordon in the shoulder, and the troll butcher looked back at Catherine with red eyes in a rage, and jumped up and rushed towards her like a mad bull.

Seeing this, Rog pounced on Gordon from behind and threw Gordon to the ground, while shouting to Catherine, "Don't shoot, don't shoot him!" Catherine had to put away the silver gun when she heard this, and the sound of gunfire alarmed the nearby troll soldiers, and a large group of troll soldiers swarmed to surround them.

The troll soldiers pulled Rog and Gordon apart, and soon the alarmed Grand Chief Amus rushed to the place, and after learning what had happened, Amus explained to Rogge: "This must be a misunderstanding, Mr. Rogge, the commander should tell you that Gordon is not only the butcher of the camp, but also the gravedigger, and the corpses in the camp will be handed over to him for disposal." ā€

He walked over to the wooden cart containing the corpse and ordered the soldiers to drag the corpse out inside, it turned out to be a male troll corpse, not the deceased Amanda in this case, Rogge looked at Gordon suspiciously and asked, "Since you are doing a proper job, why did you attack us for no reason?"