Night.

Rosen ran to the mouth of Lane 1 and saw two guards with torches standing at the mouth of the alley.

After seeing Lawson, one of the guards immediately raised his hand to stop him: "Child, don't run around, hurry home!" ”

Rosen pointed to the alley, "But my family lives in this alley." ”

"Right in this alley? So what number do you live in? ”

"Number 89, Thrandis Hut."

The two guards glanced at each other, and the guard who spoke earlier looked Lawson up and down again, and suddenly said, "You are the new spell apprentice of Thrandis?" ”

"Yes, I am." Rosen didn't think it was a good idea.

"Oh~~"

A sympathetic look appeared on the guard's face.

"You're out of luck. But in the midst of misfortune, you still have a friend, Monsieur Shabolai. ”

As he spoke, he moved out of the way: "Go in, Monsieur Shabolai is inside, he has been looking for you." ”

Entering the alley, I quickly came to the vicinity of No. 89 Lane 1, and found that the home protection technique of the Thrandis Cottage had been forcibly lifted, and the door had been opened.

The door to the hut was brightly lit, and there were torches everywhere, and around the hut stood a large crowd of people, roughly numbered, more than twenty.

There were also many people who entered the house and kept moving the contents of the house out.

Among them, most of them were guards of the city security department, and at the door, there were three well-dressed people, two men and one woman.

Looking at the costumes, one of the men should be Rafal, the magistrate of the Chengnan Bazaar, while the other man and a woman are dressed as mages, and they should be battle mages sent by the Mage's Guild to assist in handling the case.

In the corner, Rosen saw Shabol and Olek.

The two stood against the wall, one dejected, the other acting lightly.

Shabol also saw Rosen.

He rushed up to him like a tank, grabbed his arm, and looked at Lawson quickly, his hands still groping up and down on him, babbling on his mouth.

"Hmm~ The golden god is blessed and intact. That's great! I said, where are you running at night? It scares the hell out of me! ”

Lawson didn't have time to catch up, he quickly explained: "I heard a mess outside, so I ran out to take a look." ”

Without waiting for a response, he immediately asked: "Uncle, what the hell is going on, people on the street say that my mentor is a murderer." ”

Xia Bolai's face suddenly showed extreme distress, he clenched his teeth, and a sentence popped out from between his teeth.

"I really misjudged her!"

When Lawson saw this state, he seemed to be even more angry than when he was by the river, and suddenly felt a little bad, and hurriedly asked.

"Say it quickly, uncle!"

Shabole pulled Rosen to the wall and pointed to a pile of glass jars at the door of the wooden house, his face full of pain.

"It's all from the house, see for yourself."

Rosen squinted.

Each glass jar is cylindrical, about twenty centimeters high, more than ten centimeters thick, the glass material is average, the transparency is very poor, the jar is filled with a pale yellow transparent solution, and the solution floats a strange shape of black shadows.

Seeing that he didn't understand it for a while, Shabolai explained in a low voice.

"Marboli embalming liquid, those black things in it are men's things, 13 in total, which corresponds to 13 men who were killed."

Rosen also saw it clearly, and felt a little shocked for a while: "Where did you find all this?" ”

Without waiting for Shabol to answer, a woman's voice floated next to her.

"The cubicle on the second floor contains not only these jars, but also blood-stained leather clothing, sharp knives, and a whole set of embalming tools."

Rosen looked up and saw that it was the female mage who was speaking.

She looked quite young, in her early thirties, with an upper-middle-to-medium countenance, thick black hair, and her figure was very tall, even a line taller than Thrandis.

Without waiting for Rosen to ask, she took the initiative to walk over and began to introduce herself.

"My name is Veronica, a mid-level battle mage of the Mage's Guild, and my mission is to assist in the investigation of the murder of this assembly."

Rosen hurriedly saluted: "Lady Veronica, apprentice Rosen, greetings to you." ”

Veronica nodded in response, then sighed softly, a look of distress on her face.

"I really didn't expect this to happen, Thrandis's actions not only made the Silvermoon Castle Mage Guild lose face, but also ruined her own future with her own hands."

The words were so heavy that they almost condemned Thrandis to death for his crimes.

Rosen's heart jumped slightly: "The framer is really carefully planned, and the human and material evidence are all alive."

At this time, everything is pale.

But that doesn't mean you can't do anything.

After thinking about it, Rosen asked, "Ms. Veronica, can you let me go inside and take a look?" ”

Veronica looked embarrassed.

Shabolai immediately stepped forward to help plead.

"Veronica, he's a half-grown child, and he must be uncomfortable when he encounters such a big event. You just let him take a look, and nothing will be missing. ”

"All right, but you can only see, not touch, lest you destroy the evidence. Of course, it is not allowed to interfere with other people's handling of cases. ”

"I remember."

Lawson took a deep breath and walked to the pile of evidence at the door of the cabin.

He observed one by one, from all angles, as close as he could, until he was sure that he had done all the observations, and then turned and walked into the cabin.

The moment he entered the room, he turned his head slightly, and his steps paused, allowing the corner of his eye to overshadow the bounty hunter Olek by the wall.

Then, entering the house, first on the first floor, I walked lightly through the kitchen, small room, and living room, observing every corner, the walls, floors, windows, and even the ceiling.

After looking at the first floor, then at the stairs, and finally at the second floor, especially the cubicles.

After making sure he hadn't missed any corners, he left the cabin.

Back in the open space at the door of the cabin, Lawson was silent with a heavy face.

Thinking that he had received a major blow, Shabolai gently patted him on the shoulder and whispered comfort.

"I blame me for this, I don't know anyone, not only put you in a dangerous situation, but also let you encounter such a bad thing."

"Well, hold off for a few days, and then I'll get you a new spell mentor."

Rosen nodded lightly: "Thank you, uncle." ”

Veronica had been standing beside her, and when she heard Shabolai's words, she leaned over and took a step.

"Shabollai, I've heard a lot of stories about Rosen lately, and it makes me feel like a very intelligent teenager. If I don't dislike it, I'm willing to continue teaching him. ”

After speaking, he quickly added: "Of course, the tuition cannot be less." But for my friends' sake, I can get a 20% discount. ”

Charbol raised his eyes to look at her, and pouted slightly: "Veronica, I know what you have in mind. You're just greedy for tuition. ”

Veronica shrugged her shoulders and confessed shamefully.

"Who doesn't want an apprentice who is particularly good at making money? At least we're friends who have known each other for years, and I won't cheat him, will I? ”

Speaking of which, Shapole's connections are indeed very extensive, and almost everyone in Silvermoon Castle knows him, and when they meet a beautiful woman, they all have a relationship with him.

Or more precisely, as long as she is a beautiful woman, Shabolai will take the initiative to make friends with people.

Shapole agreed with Veronica's words, and he turned to look at Rosen.

"Although Veronica's magical achievements are not as good as Thrandis's, she is also a mid-level mage, and she is also a decent person, and it is more than enough to teach you. If you think it's okay, then continue to learn from her, right? ”

Rosen is in 'graduate school' at Cothrandis, how is it possible to find a new mentor?

But you can't directly refuse, after all, it's not wise to offend a mid-level battle mage out of thin air.

"I'm fine. But can I delay for a few days, the matter of Thrandis has hit me hard, and I am really not in the mood to learn spells. ”

Shabolai sighed and patted Lawson on the shoulder.

"I can totally understand your feelings. Veronica, surely you understand, right? ”

Veronica nodded: "When life changes dramatically, the mood will naturally fluctuate violently. ”

"This kind of mentality is really not suitable for learning spells. Rosen, when you come out of this, come back to me. ”

Rosen saluted again: "Thank you very much for your leniency, Lady Veronica. ”

Veronica nodded in acknowledgment, then turned back to the sheriff.

After she walked away, Olek, who had been silent beside her and was a wooden man, suddenly came out of nowhere.

"Shabolai, do you think that Ms. Veronica's figure is actually quite in line with the characteristics of the murderer."

Shapole was stunned, subconsciously turned his head to look at Veronica, and then immediately whispered a warning.

"Olek, keep your mouth shut! Beware of getting into trouble! ”

Seeing that Olek still looked unimpressed, Shabolai suppressed his anger and warned him.

"Have you ever thought about how much damage your casual words will cause to other people's reputations?"

Olek shrugged: "Well, when I didn't say anything. Anyway, the evidence is so good that Miss Thrandis is already the undoubted murderer. ”

Although he said this, there was a hint of disapproval in Olek's words.

Rosen's heart moved slightly, and he looked at Veronica carefully, and found that Orek's words were indeed correct.

"This must have been committed by an acquaintance, and the real culprit is likely to be nearby, maybe even among the group of people in front of the wooden house."

"The scene has been fully recorded in my adventure log, it's time to find the truth."

Although he thought so in his heart, the expression on his face did not change, and he always looked depressed after receiving a huge blow.

He sighed: "Uncle, it's useless for us to stay here, why don't we go back?"

Shabolai also sighed: "After so many busy days, I am indeed tired. Let's go. ”

The two left the Therlandis hut together and hurried back to the house of the prey.

"Hey, wait for me."

Olek caught up, who also lived in the house of the hound.