"Aha! Now this mongrel can't run! ”

Philip cheered happily, as if catching the man-eating criminal was within reach.

"Master, you'll have to help us again. Let's go chop up this bastard! ”

Philip is qualified to be a sergeant, so he is naturally not stupid.

Now that you know the characteristics of criminals, don't you have to look for them slowly? But if you take this witcher who is more intelligent than the priest of the temple......

Maybe the case will be completed today!

Lan En thought about it, the total price of the task of two hundred and thirty Oren, he came over to kill the two ghouls and said a few words, it didn't seem appropriate.

And......

The young man's cat's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was really a big cat predator, and the cold light was cold.

He really wanted to know what it was like to cut a cannibal.

"Have you secured the crime scene?"

Lane nodded at Philip, then asked.

The sergeant slapped his big belly, and the iron gloves and the armor in front of his belly slammed into the sound of "DuangDuang".

"No one is watching, but don't worry. Since this incident, although the surrounding villagers are eager to tear up the murderer, no one dares to go to Duenhan again, after all, no one knows when the goddess will be angry. ”

"Understood."

Lan En nodded slightly.

The incident happened five or six days ago, and if no one disturbed the scene in the middle, then his demon hunter senses would probably be able to directly find the murderer's footprints.

"Then let's go."

"Alright, guys! Launched! ”

A group of sergeants marched to the stables of the tavern.

The residents of Midcowps invariably opened a small crack in the door of their cabin.

With a mixture of fear and anticipation, he watched as this group of sergeants who wanted to bring to justice the sinners who blasphemed their faith.

Lan En could understand the expression.

In fact, it is difficult to make a specific distinction between soldiers and bandits in the feudal era, and it may even be more harmful than bandits because they are more organized.

A team of men and horses splashed black mud on the muddy dirt road and ran off into the distance.

It was a half-day's journey from Doonhan to Midcowps, but that was based on the farmer's footsteps.

The group were all cavalry, and they reached their destination in just over an hour.

"Your, phew, your horse is good, witcher."

An hour and a half of continuous riding left Philip with a bump at the end, his breath being messy.

They had come to the vicinity of this faith-bearing road crossing.

The surrounding residents did not dare to approach, but under the excitement of the crowd, they still organized some young people, holding pitchforks and sticks, to act as security patrols.

Philip and his Temerian armor won trust, tilted his head and spitted twice, and the armed farmers got out of the way.

But it is expected that if it is an ordinary traveling merchant, it is estimated that if you don't take out a few coins or divide some goods, this level will not go so smoothly.

Anyway, Lan En had already seen a farmer with a string of garlic around his neck.

Philip complained softly to Rann after the past.

"That's why we should hurry up and finish this business, otherwise this group of armed farmers will taste the sweetness of blocking the road, and eighty percent of them will work part-time as bandits in the future during the slack time, you see." The number of bandits in this area will be higher in the coming months than in other places. ”

Lan didn't nod or speak, but his body rose and fell with the horse.

On these topics, he saw them more thoroughly than Philip, who could only rely on experience, but all this was too far for him at this time.

His education taught him that the problem of law and order was never just a problem of law and order.

Subdivided, the essence should be people's livelihood issues, road traffic issues, governance funding issues and so on.

If you want to subdivide it, it's a huge topic that makes people's brains explode.

He's just a witcher now.

Now, he's just going to hunt an "ogre".

"We're here."

The young man interrupted Philip's complaint without a trace.

Perhaps it was the urgent work that made him forget about his family's misfortunes, and Philip's temper at this time was not so bad that he wanted to fight when he saw someone.

Several people dismounted more than ten meters away from this intersection.

Philip handed the reins to his men, and Ryan dismounted, and York stepped forward to take the reins.

"Thanks, man."

"You're a capable person, you're welcome."

The young man nodded at the halberders.

The witcher opens his senses as soon as he approaches the intersection, carefully observing every inch of the land.

It is exactly as Bernie describes: three stone statues of women, several half-extinguished white candles, garlands and offerings offered by the faithful.

On the peaceful land, there was only a pool of blackened blood.

Lan En half-crouched down around the bloodstain, probing left and right.

"Sergeant, it may not be the same as the report you received, there are footprints of five or six people here."

"Master, this is something that can't be helped, and the gods can't let the farmers not watch the excitement, right? Excluding the murderer and the victim, only three or four people came. To be honest, I want to applaud the farmers here. ”

"Okay~ applause."

Lan En echoed perfunctorily, and the studded leather gloves slapped in mid-air.

Leisure comes from the confidence to complete the task.

Mentos completed the identification of the footprints, there were a total of five people's footprints, and the victim's footprints were due to seeing his shoes.

Therefore, it was screened and excluded as soon as possible.

There were three men left, one weighing only about 40 kilograms, and the other had a stride of 180 centimeters.

None of this is consistent with Lanne's speculation.

The remaining one, without a doubt, is the "ogre".

The young man's eyes followed the footprints, and he stood up, skirting the bloodstains and following.

Seeing this, Philip swung his iron glove in mid-air.

"Aha! I knew he could! Come on! ”

Blades were drawn from the scabbards' scabbards, and a cold, murderous chill gathered on the group.

In the end, it is a veteran who has experienced serious wars, except for the problem of stealing and cheating.

Killing, as well as the preparation before killing, they are all proficient.

To the east, Dunhan can access Lake Fik by water. To the north there is a large road that passes through Mead Cowpes. To the west, there is a road that leads directly into the western coastal hills of Willen.

It can be called a regional transportation hub.

And only in the south, because it is full of swamps, there is not a good road.

The footprints point to the south.

There was no good way to go deep into the swamp, and the sergeants were a little irritable because of it.

But fortunately, Lan's witcher vision has not been lost, and in the muddy swamp, the murderer's footprints have stepped deeper.

"He's been back and forth several times, and at different times, I think he probably already knows how big a mess he's gotten into, and maybe there's a trap along the way."

Lann tilted his head to report to Philip.

The veteran leader was unfazed.

"You pay more attention when you explore the path, but it's okay if you leak it, we don't eat dry food under the Jazz."

Lan was not surprised by this calmness, and he was also relaxed at this time.

A dozen people with swords went to catch a lone murderer, and there was no suspense at all.