The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Hook Detective Ian Lazarus accepts the hire.

He threw himself into his work immediately, oblivious to the fact that the sun had already set.

"Have you seen this gun?"

"No."

"What about this gentleman?"

"I really can't drink it anymore, you can put it over there first, thank you. Ugh!"

He took the bad gun that Clayton gave him and asked from table to table, even the drunks.Both Clayton and Julius couldn't stand this serious look.

Ian's companions went back after dinner, and they had to go back quickly to deal with the salable resources left on the dead horse's carcass. The coachman they hired was not a car rental company, so they needed straightforward compensation.

Regarding this tragedy, the residents of the town were terrified and shocked, but it was not incomprehensible. The attack by Rewo's beast last night was different than before. It only ate the meat equivalent to a sheep, and most of the dead horses The body remained intact.

Clayton agreed with the locals that he felt it was a last resort.

Horses are actually timid animals. If you want to train military horses, you need blindfolds and long-term training so that they can hear gunshots without wavering, and this "long-term" may even be one-fifth of their service life. But when the horses are in a herd, under the leadership of the leader, the horses will also have the courage to resist the beast.Perhaps it was their resistance that enraged the beast so that it killed them all.

While they were chatting, the ugly Mr. Trud Osmar came downstairs again.

He stretched out his fingers wrapped in silk gloves and knocked on the counter. This time he didn't say a word, not even mentioning the "old rules".

However, Pei Lun was able to handle him well, and the young man who helped in the back kitchen once again followed Mr. Chu De upstairs with a large plate full of them.

Clayton watched their backs going upstairs, stroked his beard and thought.

He just arrived yesterday, and he ignored this Mr. Chu De with the idea of ​​not being nosy, but today he has an extra helper, so he has some leisure to think about this unusual situation.

"Can Mr. Chu De eat that much alone?" He asked Pei Lun.

Such a large tray, filled with food, looks like it will serve three people, and Mr. Trud's stature obviously can't handle them, unless he is also a shape-shifter.

Pei Lun added some more wine to his glass: "Of course not, he still has a follower, but he doesn't come down often."

Clayton took a sip of the wine. The wines in the country taverns were all freshly brewed after the autumn harvest this year. The wines in the glass tasted sweet and powerful, unlike the old wines in the city that had astringent and barrel flavors.

"Why not?"

This kind of situation is not very common - if the master is in charge to communicate with outsiders, but the servant does not take a step, isn't it the reverse of master and servant?

Pei Lun nervously glanced at the stairs, then looked back at him.

"Don't get me wrong, I asked Mr. Trud's entourage not to come down. That gentleman was born wide and fat, and his weight and appetite were amazing. If he went up and down this old staircase several times a day, I'm afraid these wooden boards would I can't survive the winter. If it weren't for this, Mr. Chu De might not always be so angry."

The Lieutenant laughed dumbfounded.

What an amazing amount of food for one person to eat for two, he hasn't shown his true skills yet, otherwise Pei Lun will be shocked.

Werewolves have truly insatiable appetites.

In this way, their second day in Revo came to a successful conclusion.

Clayton and Julius find a flintlock pistol that almost points the finger at the killer.

In rural areas, there is no "Urban Security Regulations" to restrict people's use of guns, and pistols themselves are not expensive, but usually one gun is enough for each family.This is considered a family treasure. When the old gun can still fire, no one will buy a new gun unless there are other people in the family who have a hunting hobby.

Clayton handed over the job of finding the original owner of the gun to that Hook detective, and they themselves—he decided to go to the church on the third day to ask, or ask the elders in the town, is there anyone missing in the town? They are going to investigate the identity of the deceased.

Whether it was Ian Lazarus who found the murderer or they found the dead, one of them was a success.

But the job of finding the dead sounds straightforward, but it is actually not simple.

In winter, there are not many crops to fiddle with in the countryside, but there is a shortage of temporary workers in the city, so winter is also the season to go to the city. If someone disappears from the town, it is hard to tell whether he died or went to work in the city. You have to ask someone to find him in the city. , or family members send a letter to ask, two-phase verification can ensure that his life is safe.

Of course, if the ivory pendant was indeed made by Lawrence, the town's jeweler, they would have an instant answer.

It's just that this most pleasant possibility was ruled out by Clayton from the beginning, and he thought he was not so lucky.

After spending the night, they set out to find Lawrence's residence under the guidance of Pei Lun.

The jewelry craftsman's head is bald, leaving only the white hair on both sides in a split circle, and he wears glasses on his face.He is only over 70 years old and already aged like [-] years old. All his passions seem to be buried in wrinkles. Obviously, it is because his work often needs to be exposed to corrosive chemicals. The unscientific processing environment makes chemical The hazards of the drug were unleashed without reservation, and they destroyed his body.

He warmly welcomed the two guests from the city and hugged them one by one.

In addition to smelling the sour smell of the old man, Clayton also noticed the acid corrosion marks on his hands, which were very familiar. The lieutenant also had some on his hands, but not many.

After asking them to sit down in the living room, Lawrence asked the maid to make tea for them and sat down himself.

"Then what do you two want me to do?"

"We want to know if this ivory necklace is your handiwork," Julius said.

Beside him, Clayton stretched out his hand without saying a word to reveal the piece of doom jewelry.

The lieutenant had been determined not to let his bad luck get in the way of the smooth flow of events before he set out, and his resistance was to let Julius speak alone—despite the mage's claim that doing so had no effect.

Country people's superstitious habits still affected Clayton's thinking, whether he wanted to admit it or not.

Lawrence's eyes narrowed behind the lenses, and he reached out to bring the necklace closer, but with just a slight movement, Clayton did the opposite, moving the necklace out of his reach.

Facing the incomprehensible eyes of the jewelry craftsman, Julius explained: "Sorry, this necklace is not in good condition now. It was soaked in vinegar before, so it is very easy to damage now. We want to minimize the damage it handles. The process. If you can’t see clearly, just tell me, just let my companion take it closer for you.”

This explanation is quite reasonable.

Lawrence understood them well, although there was still a hint of mistrust in it.

He had Clayton turn the ivory frame over to reveal the engraved text on the back.

Those lines had been corroded by water or other liquids, making them unrecognizable, but Lawrence nodded subconsciously when he saw them, giving Clayton hope.

"Why, do you know it?"

"It was indeed made by me, and it was probably completed in mid-October." Lawrence didn't look at the necklace again, and he took off his glasses.

"So, we want to know who actually ordered the necklace."

Facing the mage's questioning, Lawrence shook his head: "Unfortunately, I don't know either."

"But the buyer always gave the address, right? Or, did he send someone to pick it up?"

"Although this necklace was made by me, my son Danny is in charge of liaising with the buyer, including the steps of charging and delivery. If you want to know, I will call him down now. But he has a bad temper recently, and he doesn't want to meet outsiders, especially handsome outsiders."

"Why? We never offended him," Julius asked him.

Lawrence smiled happily: "Why should a boy at this age worry about it? Of course it is because of the woman he loves! The girl he has always liked was abducted by foreigners!"

The old man seems to be suspected of spreading family ugliness by making such a joke, but if he doesn't make a statement in advance, it will inevitably make everyone unhappy after a while.

It is countryman's wisdom to expose one's shortcomings.

Clayton is comfortable with this, so he has no qualms about laughing along with Julius.

The old jeweler's son soon came down. This young man named Danny was much handsomer than they had imagined before.

It is obvious that his facial features are in the same line as Lawrence's, but the combination of those ordinary shapes in slightly different positions makes him appear shrewd, capable, calm and intelligent.

After knowing their reason for coming, Danny showed a embarrassed expression.

"I don't know who the buyer is. I only know that he is a foreigner. After the necklace was delivered, he couldn't wait to leave here."

"We want to hear about him," Julius said.

"There's nothing to say, we just went to the same poker table, and accepting this order is just a matter of chance." Speaking of this, Danny scratched his head and asked them in doubt: "You should know So clearly what to do? Did he commit a crime?"

Clayton and Julius exchanged glances, and at the same time took out the sheriff's silver star badge.

"To be precise, we are worried that someone has committed a crime against him." The mage took out the cracked lead bullet from his pocket and placed it on the table between the two parties: "Some traces he left let us Doubt he ever got out of town."

"Do you suspect that some irresponsible people in our town have become robbers?" Lawrence asked coldly.

The smile on the old man's face completely disappeared, and this heartless suspicion instantly ignited the fuse in his heart.

"It's really sinister! How could I open the door for people like you?!" He snarled and stood up, almost punching the two sheriffs on the spot, but it was his son who tried his best to stop them, and the two sheriffs were killed tail and leave their home unharmed.

It wasn't until he stopped a hundred yards away from the house that Julius yelled at Clayton angrily:

"I said shutting up is useless!"