The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

"I already know who it is, but I have to go to the scene for final confirmation." Green said with a straight face.

Grif stared at Green closely, frowning, and thought for a few seconds: "Just in time, let's go to the scene to have a look, but don't play tricks, no matter what you do, you can't escape my eyes. This is how I can become the boss of the camp. Reason, remember that.”

This man is so good at showing off... I can hardly hold back my laughter. Randy told me the reason why you became the boss of the camp is not because you have a lot of money, a gun, and you keep shouting about yourself. Having managed a factory before, you can naturally manage a camp well, so the people who planned to start a business here considered you the boss.

Green suppressed a smile and nodded seriously, "So, what do you think of the Sheriff?"

"Of course I have no objection. I hope the murderer is not you, Green." The police chief took a deep breath.

On the way, the police chief walked behind Green and kept observing him. He saw the faint smile on the corner of Green's mouth, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a hint of admiration for Green in his heart.

Because behind Green was Griff, who was holding a gun. The police chief admired Green's ability to keep smiling and not nervous at all even when he could be killed at any time.

What the Sheriff didn't know was that if a person's heart is strong, and he still has nine lives and can become stronger after death, then being pointed at a gun is not a big deal.

The three of them soon arrived in the forest and came to the scene of Loha's death. In addition to Ellie, who was kneeling beside the body and crying, there were six police officers in blue, all lightly armed with close-quarters weapons.

"The daughter of an old friend... cried very sadly." Griff looked at Ellie who was kneeling next to the corpse, his nose felt sore, and he remembered the past with Loha.

"People can't be resurrected, so don't be too sad." The police chief sighed.

Without saying anything, Green stepped forward to inspect the body.

"You are the one who killed my father"

When Ellie saw Green, she sat down on the ground, looking a little lost. She backed up with her hands on the ground to distance herself from Green.

It was a very beautiful face. Ellie's face was flawless, clean, without any blemishes.

This is why her brother got together with her. Everyone likes her beautiful skin. As for why they had a falling out today, Green didn't know the specific reason.

Green also noticed that Ellie only had four fingers on her left hand, and her ring finger was gone.

"I did not kill your father." Green smiled, "I am... very happy about his death."

"Really, you devil?" Ellie stared at Green, sitting on the ground and walking backwards with her hands on the ground.

No, I feel a little strange, but what's wrong with it?

Green frowned, was Ellie's expression wrong? Yes, her expression was wrong. Logically speaking, I said this, she should feel angry, instead of just saying "you devil", there was not much anger in her tone.

Green looked at Ellie who was retreating and noticed something was wrong with her cheeks, as if something was missing.

What's missing

"Ma'am, what happened between you and my brother?" Green asked.

"Boy, you should hurry up and see the body you want to see." Griff reminded coldly, "instead of questioning my old friend's daughter."

"Green." The police chief stood next to the body and looked at the body and said, "Just as my men reported, there were two wounds. The knee was shattered by an axe, and the neck was shot. Is there anything abnormal?"

Green touched his chin and squatted down to examine the fatal wound. Indeed, it was an injury caused by a small-caliber gun. The bullet was inserted from the front instead of the back. There was a circle of visible burn marks and a small amount of soot around the wound. Gunpowder particles.

"Well...it's indeed a bit strange." Green smiled.

"What's weird"

"The murderer was very close to him and shot Loja from the front at close range." Green said, "At that time, I threw the hatchet and shattered Loja's knee and left. At that time, Loja He only lost one leg, but he still has sufficient close-up self-defense capabilities. If someone shoots him from a distance or from behind, it is quite common sense, but close-up is obviously strange. With Roha's close-up physical strength, even me My younger brother is no match for Loha, who can threaten Loha head-on at this distance?"

"How did you determine that Loha was shot at close range?" Grif had been listening and asked coldly at this moment.

"His wounds tell everything. If the murderer had shot from a distance, there would not have been such obvious burn marks where the body was shot. But now, we can tell from this that the murderer's gun was fired almost close to his neck. " Green said.

"Is...is that so..." The police chief hesitated to speak.

"At this distance, not even my brother's dagger can hurt Loha. If someone who has hatred against Loha wants to kill Loha, he should know how powerful Loha is. In that case, he can do it without showing up. There was no need to take risks at close range when shooting Loha in the back, because Loha was lame at the time," Green said.

"Indeed, my old friend is a terrifying guy in close combat, on par with me." Grif thought.

I'd better delete that last sentence...I don't think so at all...

"Do you know why the murderer is in danger?" Green said suddenly, looking at the police chief.

"The murderer... It's really strange that the murderer chose to open fire at close range in this situation," the police chief said.

"There is only one possibility." Green said decisively, "The murderer has never used a gun before. He is a novice. He chooses to approach when he is unsure about shooting from a distance."

"What...what" Grif's eyes widened.

"Yes, my suspicion has been cleared. You should know my background. I have participated in many street gunfights and am quite skilled with guns. If I were the murderer and had a gun, Loha would definitely die from a long-range shooting." Green He said, "There is no way I would run up to a cripple who is very strong at close range, pull out a gun and fire close to him."

"What you said...is indeed unreasonable." Grif also felt that something was fishy. He was originally sure that Green had killed Loha. After all, Loha's daughter Ellie personally told Loha what she had done. He told him that if Loha remained silent, it meant that Loha had been killed by Green.

"Yes, the murderer's gun probably wasn't his own, so he didn't use the gun much, so he wasn't sure of shooting from a distance. The murderer was afraid that missing a shot would alert Loha, so he tried to kill him with a close shot." Green said.

"You said the murderer's gun was not his but that he stole someone else's gun." The police chief frowned.

"Wait a minute Green, you said before that guns are rare and valuable items and everyone will take good care of them." Grif said, "Just like me, guns will be locked in an iron drawer in the inner room when not in use. How is that possible? can be easily stolen"

"If the thief was your relative and had the key, wouldn't it be easy for him to take your gun from the drawer?" Green smiled.

"Well...of course, but I don't have anyone close to me anymore." Grif's voice was a little lonely.

"But Loha does." Green's voice was sonorous and powerful. "Loha has a daughter named Ellie."

"What do you mean?" Ellie, who was sitting on the ground, looked at Green with wide eyes, a trace of uneasiness flashing in her eyes.

Green glanced at Ellie: "The only person I can think of who can make Loha defenseless by shooting him head-on at close range is his beloved daughter. In our camp, only one person with a known gun is Lohar, Grif, Sheriff, Lohar was here with me cutting down trees, and he didn't have a gun. His gun must be at home, and you took your father's gun and ran to end your father's life. And use this to pin the blame on me."

"you..."

"I finally know what's wrong with your cheek, what's missing." Green said decisively, "It's missing tear marks. If you really knelt next to the corpse and cried before, then even if you wiped it dry, there should be traces hanging on it. It’s on the face”

"How is it possible Green?" Grif said sternly, "How could she kill her own father? He was her biological father."

"You should know that a woman in love likes the person she loves more than her father." Green said lightly, "Loha is becoming more and more dissatisfied with my brother, and is increasingly opposed to Ellie and John being together. , and later even scolded Ellie for it, these are what John told me."

"It's not because this is so wrong, you self-righteous bastard" Ellie growled through gritted teeth.

"Oh" Green smiled, "I admit that the reasoning about the motive of the murder just now is just a random guess. After all, I am not the tapeworm in your stomach. I don't know why you killed your father, but in terms of the way of swearing, you and your father are exactly the same as father and daughter. .”

Although Green did not guess the motive for the murder, his self-righteous tone forced Ellie to lose her temper, revealing that she might be the one who killed Loha.

Ellie quickly realized this. She saw that Griff was looking at her with suspicion, and she quickly shook her head to clear her head.

"I mean I didn't kill anyone at all, he...everything he said was self-righteous," Ellie said, raising her voice.

Are you still struggling to your death? Useless tenacity.

Green took a deep breath and said, "As for the murder weapon, you should still have Loha's pistol on you."

If the pistol is found on Ellie's body, then everything is done.

"It was obviously you who didn't kill me. Why would I kill my father? I don't even have a pistol."

"So, do you allow the search, Miss?" Green smiled.

"Of course, I didn't do anything. I don't understand what you said. The person who killed you was obviously your father. If he didn't speak out, then he was killed by Green. This is all the evidence," Ellie said loudly. .

"You took advantage of your father's words." Green smiled, "It was this that led to his death."

"You talk nonsense you murderer"

"Ellie, calm down." Grif said, "If you really didn't kill your father, I would make the decision for you, but now..."

"Let's search you." The sergeant sighed and ordered.

"Search the area around here too," Green reminded. "The fact that she dared to let people search her body means that she may have buried the gun in the soil nearby to cover it up."

"Okay, the five of you, split up and search the suspicious places around here to see if there are any suspicious footprints." The police chief said.

Green looked at the messy footprints on the thin snow on the ground, thinking that if there weren't too many people walking, these footprints might have betrayed whether Ellie had been here twice.

However, it is also possible that Ellie wore different shoes between the two times, or that the previous shoes were thrown away.

"No...not found." A police officer patted Ellie's body with both hands, indicating that there was no gun.

"Search carefully." the police chief said sternly.

"Very carefully, there is indeed no gun." The police officer said.

"I said how could I... kill my father?"

"I'll search it, how about it?" Green said.

The Sheriff glanced at Green and nodded in acquiescence.

"Green, I'm watching you, don't play tricks." Griff warned.

Looking at Green approaching, Ellie bit her lip and said, "Be careful with your hands and don't touch them randomly."

"Don't worry, I'm a gentleman." Green smiled.

Green searched according to the normal search method. The result was that there was no hard object anywhere on the body. Due to the inconvenience of men and women, just like the previous police officers, Green did not search in two places.

How could it not be? Could it be that the gun was really hidden in the nearby land? But if you do that, the thin snow on the ground will have turning marks. If I were her, I would not create such suspicious marks. In fact, there are indeed There are no such traces, could it be...

There's a location I haven't searched for yet... I think I should...

"Meow Green, you don't want to take the opportunity to eat other people's tofu," a girl's voice sounded from the depths of Green's heart.

Green shuddered, looked around, and saw a black cat on an old tree covered with thin snow.

Why did this guy come here...

"Of course not, am I that kind of person? And this guy is a dangerous girl. She even killed her own father. I have no interest in this kind of person. And you, it's so cold outside, come with me." what"

Greene responded with a heart-to-heart communication.

"I...of course I...can't let it go, so I came to take a look."

"Don't worry about me, Xiaohei."

"Who is worried about you? And...how many times have I told you, I have a name?"

"Your name is too long and I can't remember it. Xiao Hei is pretty good."

The police sergeant saw Green looking in one direction, followed Green's gaze, and asked, "Mr. Green, that's your cat, right?"

"Well, yes, sorry, I was distracted for a moment." Green pursed his lips.

"Then have you finished searching?" Ellie had been looking at Green with cold eyes and said coldly at this moment.

"Not yet." Green took three steps back and distanced himself from Ellie, "Chief, Mr. Grieve, we don't have female police officers, but at this time, we cannot give up searching some parts because of the inconvenience of men and women."

The sergeant frowned: "Green, I understand what you mean. I have seen in movies that some female agents may have a pistol clamped on their chest. That is indeed taking advantage of women's convenience."

"I've seen it too." Green smiled.

"But...don't you think it's impossible for Ellie to do this? She's almost flat-chested. I don't think it can be clamped at all." The police chief said, "There is no need to further search the area. It can be concluded that there is no murder weapon on her body. But even so..."