Outside the house.

The wind and rain are scattered, the lightning is silenced.

There are two worlds separated by inside and outside.

Roslin was not surprised by the other party's words and said, "Do you know?"

Drov said, "I know."

"Haha--" Luoslin chuckled, turned his head and looked around at the mess around the room, "But the idiot outside the room doesn't know."

Drov knew who he was referring to, but he had a different view on this point and said: "Everyone has his own different talents."

Roslin did not refute Drov's words. He was not interested in refuting. He touched the broken stone pillar and turned his head to look at him and said, "I want to hear your opinion."

"I had heard Frenner say about this on the way here, but I still surprised me after seeing it with my own eyes." Drov's voice was a little low, and he looked at the corpses on the ground and shook his head, saying, "It really makes people wonder how the person who came to kill people."

"I don't think you need to care and sympathize with those miscellaneous fish. I just need to know what happened to Ambofen, or you can find out what I care about."

Loslin sneered, with a strong disdain under his arrogant appearance. He pointed at Ambofen's head and looked at the middle-aged sheriff and said bluntly: "Maybe you won't let me down."

Drov frowned. He hated this person, perhaps the other person's attitude, or, all of him.

He was not afraid of him. He was not Frenner. He had no reason to fear him. Perhaps his identity was something that made him look down upon, but this was not a reason to fear him.

He has his reason for coming, he has something to ask for, but the premise is that he needs to prove himself first.

The room was quiet, and Drov said silently: "The murderer solved all the servants' guards. He didn't seem to want to disturb Anbofen, or rather, he didn't want to leave a living to recognize him. He was very cautious, and—"

He pointed to the broken arm of Anbofen's corpse and said, "The sudden assassination did not seem to be effective. Even so, Anbofen paid the price of one hand to escape. Next-"

"After a fierce battle, Ambofen died." Drov spread his hands as he looked around the seriously damaged room around him.

"That's so simple?" Roslin chuckled.

"You need to be complicated?" Drov asked back.

"No, it's just that this information is useless." Losling said casually.

"If it weren't for a simple assassination, I think the murderer seemed to be coming for something." Drov suddenly said.

"How do you say it?" Luoslin seemed to care.

"I heard from Frenner that the important property in the room was not lost, but I found something interesting in Ambofen, no, it shouldn't be one."

As Ambofen squatted down, Drov raised his left hand and said to Roslin: "When I accidentally checked, I noticed that there was a circle of long-term signs of wearing a ring on Ambofen's middle finger, and the finger bones were compared with other fingers. It was obvious that the murderer might have pulled down the ring of the other party after killing Ambofen."

"What kind of ring is worthy of the murderer's attention?" Luoslin said meaningfully at the pale palm of the dead man.

"I don't know." Drov replied very simply: "I think only the murderer knows the reason."

"What else? Didn't you say you found other interesting things?" Roslin didn't care about Drov's rude way.

"I care a lot about the sword wound on the heart of the corpse." Drov pulled open the clothes between Anbofen's corpse's chest and pointed to the other person's heart and said: "From the other dead, it can be seen that the murderer killed people cleanly and neatly. Anbofen's heart was obviously fatal, but why did the murderer cut off the other person's head? This is somewhat inconsistent with the murderer's way of killing."

"Maybe that was the other party's vent of anger." Luoslin smiled strangely.

"It's possible." Drov frowned slightly, as if agreeing with his speculation. Soon, he turned his eyes to the side and sighed: "From the remaining face before his death, Aboven probably doesn't believe that anyone could actually kill him."

"Or maybe it was because he didn't expect that the one who killed him was a peak upper swordsman who had contacted the laws of FerNu."

"What?"

Drov exclaimed and looked at Roslin, but found that the other party was looking at him with a smile.

It may be difficult for ordinary people to know what Roslin is saying, but Drov knew that he had known many secret things when he investigated Corey in the Royal City Guard Hall, and those secrets were symbols of danger and mystery to most people.

The Losling in front of him didn't seem as simple as he thought. Perhaps, he might know more than he did.

Drov's heart was a little confused. He felt that something was involved in something very important. Even if he wanted to quit now, it might not be too late.

He was looking for spiritual redemption in the blurred unknown. He thought he could stop at any time, but at this moment he found that there was no way out behind him and he could not go back.

He began to regret agreeing to this investigation.

"What? Very surprised?" Roslin interrupted the silence.

Drov looked at Roslin, nodded, and said blankly: "A little bit."

"It seems you understand what?" Roslin laughed.

"Can I withdraw from this investigation now?" Drov said seriously.

"No, I said, I need an explanation." Losling said, pointing at Ambofen's body.

"well--"

Drov sighed in his heart. He knew the consequences of the matter and still did not give up. He shook his head and shook his luck. Now he had to continue walking.

"Sir Losling, I want to ask something."

"What's up?"

"What kind of ring mage is Ambofen?"

Luoslin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the silent middle-aged sheriff, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he said, "Master of the High Ring."

"hiss--"

Drov took a breath and he thought that Ambofen was a mage, but never thought that the other party would be a mage of the High Ring. He really couldn't think of how could such a person be hidden so deeply in the capital. The most terrifying thing is-

He is the fourth prince, so he is naturally extremely angry when he dies.

But the question is, what is the purpose of the Fourth Prince hiding a High Ring Mage?

Could it be?

Drov didn't dare to think further. When he changed his mind, he discovered a more terrifying fact. Whose person was able to kill the High Ring Mage?

A mess.

He clenched his fists, feeling even more uncomfortable than before.

"No need to worry too much, I just need an explanation."

Luoslin, who was amused at the other person's appearance, smiled.

After soothing, Drov closed his eyes, and he needed to calm his mind.

"Lord Luoslin, if it weren't for the peak upper swordsman, could he kill a high-Going mage?"

Opening his eyes, Drove asked a question.

"Yes, if an ordinary upper swordsman has a magic weapon." Luoslin paused after saying that, tilted his head and smiled: "Do you think the one who killed Anbofen is not the peak upper swordsman?"

"Yes."

Drov said with a long and depressed breath: "From what we know, the murderer took the initiative in assassination in the secret. If he was the peak upper swordsman, I think Anbofen might have died in the first assassination, but he did not die, but instead brought the whole situation closer to a protracted war. I think that if an ordinary upper swordsman held a magic weapon, it would be possible that the room would be in a bad situation now."

After hearing this, Luo Slin looked around in the room and smiled in agreement, saying, "It seems that I have some omissions. It is indeed possible that ordinary high-ring mages will find it difficult to escape counterattack under the continuous assassination of the peak upper swordsman, while ordinary upper swordsman holding magic weapons do not have this strength."

"I think the remaining face of Ambofen may not believe that an ordinary upper swordsman can kill him, and the murderer may be injured, so he cut his head with anger." Drov continued to speculate.

"Well—" Losling nodded and said, "What?"

"The clues of the murderer may be found from what was just mentioned." Drov concluded in a tone.

"Tsk tsk—" Losling looked at the middle-aged sheriff with a serious look and sighed: "It seems that you still have some use, so what about the clues?"

Drov walked back and forth to clarify his thoughts and said, "I would like to ask the people on Shiban Street whether they found suspicious people that night, and then provide assistance to the Royal Capital Church and the Alchemy Association to investigate whether there are people who have been harmed by spells in the future to seek healing. Of course, the premise is that the other party has not left the Royal Capital."

"It seems to take a long time," said Roslin.

"Yes, but-" Drov looked at the other party, and said in a tentative tone: "Maybe we can start investigating from the enemies of the Fourth Prince, especially those who have the ability to break magic weapons. I think what I should gain."

"Haha--" Luoslin looked at him with a smile and said, "Sometimes it is not difficult for us to find someone, but the premise is that there are clues to follow."

Drov nodded. He did not deny that the four princes' power in the capital could do this.

"Is there anything else?" asked Roslin.

"I remember something, but I don't know if it will be related to this."

Speaking of this, Drov hesitated.

"What's up?"

"A few days ago, two murders occurred in the district under my jurisdiction. The deceased were killed by someone and were neatly and neatly. However, the murderer still doesn't know who it is. From the observation of the corpse here just now, although the scars caused by weapons are different, the technique is a bit like a evacuation."

"Oh?" Losling said with interest.

"I speculated that the man might be a superior warrior. If I have any clues I have found, I hope I can get help from you and the Fourth Prince at that time."

"Yes." Luoslin waved his hands and said, "As long as he is a superior warrior, it's fine."

"Thank you, then can I take my leave now?"

After finally speaking out this purpose, Drov felt relieved. He didn't want to stay here anymore, he wanted to leave.

"Let's go together, the Fourth Prince may be waiting in a hurry."

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Thank you to the "two little monks" and "I don't want to shit in the room for a day", especially the "I don't want to shit in the room for a day" and the shortcomings pointed out by the author Aiyoo Wang of "Ghost and Animal Heaven". I really thank you.
Chapter completed!