The Crocodile's Armory is a sprawling building made of stone and swamp silt, which houses a large number of weapons, armor, trophies, and various war equipment, and is full of swords, guns, and halberds.

Rogge and the others entered the armory under the leadership of the great patriarch, and under the guidance of the chief keeper of the warehouse, they walked in front of the rows of weapon racks and armor racks, and came to a corner in the depths of the warehouse, where on a wooden shelf close to the wall were placed ten firecrackers that had been buried in dust, and there were some dusty bags next to them.

"Great Patriarch, this is the firearm and ammunition left back then, they are all here, and they have not been touched since they were brought back then. The warden pointed to the shelf and bowed to the Grand Patriarch Gustav.

"Mr. Rogge, please take a look. Gustav turned back to Rogge expectantly.

Rog bowed slightly, his gaze swept over the ground around the shelf, and he found that the ground around it was also covered with thick dust, but there were no traces of footprints left on it.

He walked quietly to the shelf, and saw that the firecrackers on the shelf were lying quietly in place, with no traces of being moved, Rogge reached out and picked up a bullet pouch from the side, and found that the mouth of the cloth bag was tightly tied with a rope, and he checked the heavy bag with his hand, and there was a sound of metal colliding inside.

He put the bullet bag back in place, patted his dusty hand, and walked along the shelf, checking the bullet bag along the way.

When he checked the fourth, he suddenly found that the surface of the bag was significantly less dusty, and there were many traces of dried liquid splashed around it, and not only that, but a hole about one centimeter in diameter was found in the wall opposite the bag.

Rogge squinted his eyes and looked out of the cave, and found that the hole had been leading through the wall to the outside, he reached out and felt the traces that had dried up on the surface of the shelf, and then picked up the bullet bag with less dust on the surface, and found that its upward side was very dry and hard.

"What's going on?" Rogge took the bullet pouch in front of him, his eyes fell on the mouth of the bullet bag, and found that the rope that should have been tied to the mouth of the bag had broken, he pinched the broken rope and stared at it for a moment, and when he looked back at the traces of drying around the bag, he unexpectedly found a footprint formed by the dried liquid.

Rogge looked at the footprints in the dust, which had five toes, about the size of a coin, and was less than a centimeter away from the opening of the bag.

"It seems that there is a small accomplice in this case. Rog muttered to himself, turning and moving forward to check the rest of the bullet pouches.

When he returned to the Grand Patriarch, he reached out and handed the bag to Gustav and said, "Grand Patriarch, I think this is where the bullet that was inserted into Sam's wound came from. ”

Gustav looked down at the bag in his hand and heard Rogge say, "I have checked all the bags, and the mouth of the bag is tightly tied, only the rope of this bag is broken, the break is very uneven, it is not cut by a sharp blade, it looks more like it has been bitten by teeth." ”

Gustav listened as he carefully examined the broken rope, nodded in agreement and asked, "So, is there a clue to find the murderer?"

"I've just seen that the ground is covered with dust but no footprints have been left, and there is a hole in the wall facing the mouth of the bag that leads to the outside, but it is only about a centimeter, and depending on the thickness of the wall, it should not be possible to steal bullets through this hole. ”

Rogge took out a cigar from his waist and lit it, brought it to his lips and took a deep breath and said, "Not only that, but I also found a lot of dried liquid marks near the bag, as well as a small dried footprint, linked to the bite marks on the broken rope, I think it should be left by some kind of small animal." ”

"Critters?" Gustav looked down at the broken rope at the mouth of the bag in surprise and asked Rogge, "You mean, someone used the animal to steal the bullet?"

"Judging by the existing clues, it is very likely. Rogge turned and stepped away from the shelf, looking up and down the wall around the shelf, and his gaze fell on the corner to the left of the shelf.

He stepped to the corner of the wall, crouched down in front of the gap between the shelf and the wall, and looked at the hole in the darkness in the dead corner of the ground.

"Great Patriarch, please find a few people to move this shelf. Rogge turned back to Gustav and said that Gustav immediately asked several guards to step forward and move the shelves away.

Rogge knelt down on one knee in front of the small hole less than four centimeters in diameter, leaned over and put his face on the ground, and sure enough, he saw that the small hole led to the outside of the armory, and he was about to get up, when he suddenly saw a small black thing jump to the entrance of the hole, pouting his little butt and looking down at something curiously.

Rogge frowned, picked up a pebble from the hole, aimed at the hole and flicked his finger, the pebble was bounced out of the hole, and hit the black bird's buttocks, the little owl turned back in panic and shouted: "Help, there are ghosts!"

"Shut up, it's me!" Rogge shouted at the hole.

The little furball in the darkness outside the cave, after looking for a long time, found that the sound came from the hole in the corner, she came to the entrance of the cave carefully, looked into the hole with two big eyes, and saw Rogge looking at her with slanted eyebrows and asked, "When did you run out?"

"It's a bad wolf!" Little Furball breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the dark night around him and said, "I came with a little mouse, there seems to be a hole for a little mouse around here, I'm here to catch the little mouse and play!"

"Leave those little mice alone, it's not easy for people to survive in this damn swamp!" Rogge said, rolling his eyes at her with a black line.

The little furball tilted his little head and thought for a while, then looked behind him and said to Rogge, "It's okay not to catch the little mouse, but I found a footprint here!"

"Footprints?" Rogge squinted at the little furball and said in surprise, "You stay there and don't move, and don't touch that footprint!"

After hearing the little furball say yes, Rogge jumped up from the ground, turned back to Gustav and said, "Great Patriarch, Lilith has found a footprint outside, we better go out and have a look at it immediately!"

Gustav immediately took Rogge and the others out of the armory, and went around to the open space behind the armory, where the little furball stood at the entrance of the cave like a loyal guard, and when he saw Rogge coming, he immediately stretched out his wings and pointed to the footprints and shouted.

Rog crouched down in front of the footprints and saw a pair of clear footprints on the soft ground, the footprints were thin and long, and the claw marks were visible.

Rog stood up and avoided the footprints on the ground and continued to walk forward, coming to the small hole one centimeter wide above the wall, and sure enough, similar footprints were found on the ground, and not only that, but there were also footprints on the ground between the two holes.

"Luckily for us, Patriarch, the wet soil of the swamp has effectively protected the evidence, and you shouldn't be unfamiliar with these footprints, right?" said Rogge, pointing to the footprints on the ground, returning to Gustav.

"These are the footprints of our people, but how did he steal the bullet?" asked Gustav, bewildered.

"Use this. Rogge smiled slightly, and showed a long blowpipe from his hand as if by magic, the eyes of the people present widened in surprise, and Rogge handed the blowpipe to Gustav and said: "This is what I found from the ground when I checked the footprints over there just now, and it should be that the murderer left in a hurry after getting the bullet and left it here." ”

"According to the clues," he said, looking down at the footprints on the ground, smoking a cigar, "the murderer must have used this blowpipe to spill some kind of liquid with a distinctive smell on the shelves and bullet bags through the hole in the wall about a centimeter or so." ”

He pointed to the hole in the corner with a cigar between his cigars and said, "Then he put the little animal in through this hole, and according to the width of the hole and the small footprints left on the wooden shelves, it should not be a mouse, I guess some kind of small lizard, which should be common in swamps and good at climbing walls." ”

Gustav nodded approvingly, and heard Rogge continue: "The lizard that was put in it, after being lured by the smell of the liquid that had been spilled on the bag beforehand, climbed onto the shelf, bit off the rope on the bag, got into the bag, and swallowed or latched the liquid-stained projectile in its mouth......"

Speaking of which, Rogge turned back and asked Lilith, "Have you found any lizard carcasses around?"

"No, the little mouse doesn't know where to go!" said the little furball, looking around.

"Well, it's very likely the latter, such a small lizard shouldn't live long if it swallows the projectile, and the murderer doesn't need to take the corpse, he should cut open his abdomen to take the bullet and throw the corpse away. Rogge looked up at Gustav and said.

"This guy is really calculating!" said Gustav through gritted teeth.

Rogge nodded approvingly, flicked the ash of his cigar and said, "As I said before, the murderer can dispatch your soldiers, and he knows the situation in the armory and the location of the bullet pouch very well, and he is also good at manipulating animals to be his accomplice, which is not something that a small character can do." ”

"According to your analysis......" Gustav thought for a moment, and a cloud suddenly appeared in his expression: "The one who can meet these conditions is none other than the great wizard Salim, who is not only a high position, but also proficient in witchcraft, and has a large number of lizards, poisonous snakes and toads, could he have done it?"

"I can't say for sure yet, I think I need to meet him. Rogge took a puff on his cigar and said, "However, it is better for me to do this myself, for if you go with me, I am afraid that I will be alarmed." ”

"Well, then please! I'm sure you'll get Sam right!" Gustav nodded trustingly.

He turned to Catherine, who was standing aside, and said apologetically: "Miss Catherine, please forgive me for my previous offense, and I apologize to you for my inability to distinguish between right and wrong! From now on, you are free, and I hope we are still friends." ”

"Of course, Grand Patriarch!" Catherine, who had been hanging her heart, finally smiled, and she looked back gratefully at Rogge, who was looking down in thought, and suddenly stepped forward and put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek.

"Oh, baby, you're scaring me!" said Rog, who had been interrupted from his thoughts, laughed as he hugged Catherine, and the girl snuggled happily into his arms, hugging his neck for a long time.

"Why does the stupid girl only hug the stupid wolf, I want to hug too!" The little furball standing on the ground fluttered its wings and flew up and landed on Catherine's shoulder, shouting while arching between the two, Catherine smiled and lowered her head to kiss the little furball, and snuggled her head on Rogge's shoulder.

Catherine's happy laughter echoed in her ears, watching her snuggle up in Rogge's arms and look happy, Murphy, who stood at the end of the crowd, sighed secretly and quietly disappeared into the deep night.