When Chen Xuan finished preparing and just walked to the gate of the courtyard.

Rebecca, the kitten, had also hurried back on her bicycle.

She had a walkie-talkie on her body, so she could naturally hear Ophelia's report.

"The host..."

Without her special greeting, Chen Xuan sat on the back seat of the tablet lightly and commanded.

"Let's go, go to the station of the Caravan in the Western District of the Colchicum Narcissus Merchant Regiment!"

……

Seven or eight minutes later, the master and servant arrived at the caravan station.

They were greeted by Ophelia herself in their hoods.

Soon the three of them came to the place of the incident.

Two pale bodies were lying on straw mats, with wounds in their throats.

Pointing to the two corpses, Ophelia whispered.

"The accident happened to the temporary workshop in charge of dispensing and processing alchemy items in the station."

"The junior alchemists hired by the caravan and the overseer's bodyguards all had their throats cut and died of massive hemorrhage."

"The other party's hands and feet were very fast, and they robbed the twenty-three demon tears that had just been packed..."

"The guards have the strength of the black iron level, and the opponent can sneak in quietly and attack quickly, then at least it is also a bronze level scout."

"The rest of the merchants and protectors came immediately after hearing the movement, but they were still one step late, and the other party withdrew quickly."

"There are some traces of the fight left at the scene, do you want to see it?"

Chen Xuan immediately frowned when he heard her say this.

Judging from the appearance alone, this is an incident of murder and seizure.

But he found some unusual details.

That is, the other party's goal is very clear, and it is clear that he is coming for the devil's tears.

Such an accurate and rapid seizure operation must be supported by sufficient intelligence.

In other words, there is a high probability that there are spies in the caravan.

This kind of eating inside and outside is not uncommon.

So Chen Xuan expressed his opinion to Ophelia.

saw that she shook her head decisively.

"Everyone in the caravan has entered into a confidentiality pact."

"There is no way to divulge the secrets inside the caravan to anyone else."

"The same is true for both the spiritual and spiritual aspects."

When it comes to the contract, Ophelia's face is still a little unnatural.

Chen Xuan nodded abruptly and didn't add anything more.

Just slowly raised his eyebrows and followed her into the makeshift workshop.

It is said to be a workshop, but it is actually a cottage with a mixed structure of stone and wood.

There are only two wooden windows in the form of a fence, one of which has been broken.

In the center was a large workbench, as well as various alchemy test tubes and potions.

There was a sour smell in the air.

There are also a lot of cores on the table that have run out of mana.

The chair next to it was kicked to the ground, and even left a few sharp weapon hacks.

The two pools of blood were slowly curling.

The blood stains are relatively fresh, and it can be seen that not too long has passed since the incident.

As Ophelia said, the guards resisted.

Although the process was short, it definitely happened.

It was a premeditated operation, and it was a mystery to anyone.

As for contacting the garrison in the city, it is even more useless.

Unless everyone gets the stolen goods, the garrisons will have nothing to do, or they won't care about at all.

The half-elf lady looked depressed at this time.

She was ready to accept the punishment of her master.

However, Chen Xuan did not give up hope of detection.

Because he still has [Insight] as the last channel to get clues!

Without any delay, he walked forward quickly, leaving no trace unturned.

Soon several footprints stained with dirt and dirt were found near the blood stain.

He stared slightly, and the [Insight] effect activated, looking at the left and right tracks.

Golden hints keep appearing in the mind.

[Footprints left by a deft human female scout]

……

[Horse manure from the hostel in Portan Village in the eastern suburbs did not take more than one hour to excrete]

……

【1 Machera seed】

……

There are a lot of clues in the footprints.

It could be a grass seed, or a piece of feces somewhere.

These traces, which were meaningless to the Naroa natives, could provide Chen Xuan with additional information.

Then he got up and walked to the ledge.

Soon a palm-sized piece of black linen was found on the stubble of the smashed wooden window.

There was also a small straw stuck in it.

Violent window breaking is fast, but it will inevitably leave some scratch marks.

He stared again, activating the [Insight] effect.

[Fragment of a linen coat made by the Murren Tailor in Magtan City and sold before the Three Naroas]

……

[An unremarkable straw from the shack behind the hostel in Potan Village in the eastern suburbs, inadvertently hooked to a coat by a scout while conferring with his companions]

……

Picking up this piece of cloth, Chen Xuan slowly narrowed his eyes.

There are already two clues to the Potin Village Lodge on the eastern outskirts.

Enhanced Insights often provide additional clues.

At this moment, he has gathered all the elements of detection.

The hostel in the village of Portan is most likely the stronghold of the other party!

Even if it weren't, there would be more traces of [Insight] traceability!

Detective Ah Xuan is officially launched!

After confirming this, he immediately pulled Ophelia and the kitten lady.

The three of them each rode a bicycle towards the eastern suburbs.

According to Ophelia, it should have only been half an hour since the other party evacuated.

No one was allowed to ride their horses through the streets except the nobles of the city, the messengers of the town hall, and the garrison, so if they were out of the city, they would not move too quickly.

Now they could reach the eastern gate at most, and they had every chance of catching up.

After all, there is no ban on bicycles in the city.

……

At the east gate of Magtan, a young woman on a brown gelding follows the crowd out of town.

After entering the pseudo-night, there are obviously fewer people leaving the city.

She carried a burden like most travelers.

The chestnut hair was tied up at the end of the hair, and there were a few freckles on the face on either side of the nose.

The appearance is a little green, and he doesn't look very old, but his eyes are shining.

Cunning like a rat in the sewers, vigilantly watching everyone in its path.

Hidden under the hem of her waist were two daggers that had slit her throat not long ago.

The blood above has not yet completely dissipated.

After riding her gelding for another three or four miles, she entered the village of Portan, on the outskirts of Magtan.

At the crossroads in the village, the sign of the Hostel Portin stands out.

Turning over and dismounting, she led the horse through the nearby stables into the courtyard.

He threw two black iron coins to the groom and told him to take care of his horse.

Then she walked to the shack in the corner of the yard.

There were two people in the room who were looking forward to it.

"Mehliban is back!"

"Did you get it?"

"Master Harward can't wait to receive it!"

……