The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

In other words, Grant Ward's sincere gaze may just be staged, and even Green can't tell it apart. This is what's scary about him.

"Chief, if you have a headache, you don't have to worry about it here. You can just go home and have a good sleep." Green waved his hand and said, "I just need this fat man and Ward to stay and go with me. Randy’s house.”

The Sheriff frowned and thought for a few seconds: "Green, I'll settle this matter with you."

The sergeant then turned and gestured to the officers.

"You all go home." After dismissing all the police officers, the chief took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."

Passing Dr. Strange's house on the way, Green saw Strange squatting outside the house. When Strange saw Green and others, he stood up and asked, "I thought I heard a gunshot just now. Is your sister..."

The police chief greeted Strange: "It's okay, doctor, a bastard broke into our camp. I have already shot him. Green's sister was knocked unconscious by that bastard."

After the police chief finished speaking, he turned his attention to Green and changed the subject: "Um, by the way Green, I remember your brother is in there."

Green nodded, stopped and asked, "Doctor Strange, how is my brother?"

"I have said before that it is extremely easy. Do you remember?" Strange's face was filled with the pride of a legendary doctor. "For me, this is no small operation, even here." In this harsh environment, I still connected the nerve tissue of his broken arm, and now only the follow-up rehabilitation work remains."

"Thank you." Green said with sincere gratitude.

"Um... By the way, where's Griff?" Strange looked at the Sheriff.

"Um..." The police chief frowned, "Do you know what happened?"

Strange lives in the northwest of the camp. This area is close to the police officers. It is normal for news to spread quickly.

"What do you know?" Strange looked confused, "I only know that the two assistants did not come to work today. Yes, the people Griff gave are not good. Their medical knowledge is shallow and they are unwilling to listen to the instructions. I I have to replace people, and one of the test instruments has broken down a long time ago. He promised to pay for the maintenance of the equipment, but he has not called me the money to buy a new one. I have to pay for it myself, but this time I have Money comes out, but next time I am worried about our medical development."

The Sheriff touched his nose: "That's right. Grif told me that he didn't have much money to invest in this area. Winter is harder than expected. There are fewer animals in the forest. For food, he only relies on harvesting. The little food he has cannot guarantee that the camp can survive the winter. He recently planned to invest a sum of money to trade food with the Kesen camp in the south, but now he..."

"What's up with him"

"died."

"How did you die?" Strange asked.

"Um..." The police chief glanced sideways at Green, then looked at Strange and said, "Accidental death. It seems to be a heart attack. He died so quickly that he didn't have time to send you here."

"Here's what I'm most worried about. Some of you pay him monthly residence fees. These fees are used to centralize funds to manage the camp. And we all hope that he can spend money from his personal account to make the camp better. , this was also his promise to become the camp manager, but after so long, I suspect that he not only failed to pay for it, but also made money, and finally died with his money." Strange sat down at the workbench on the chair.

Did Grieve die with his money? I'm afraid not. At least Green got $10 million from him openly before his death.

"Don't worry, Doctor Strange." Green smiled, "Next time the equipment breaks down, you can come to me."

Strange raised his head and looked at Green: "Thanks, but that's a big expense."

Green smiled gently and said it didn't matter.

This is not an unrequited act of kindness. Now that Boss Grif is dead, the most important thing is to get support and win people's hearts, so that Green and his relatives can live a more stable and safe life in the camp.

"Haha, Green, I knew you were a good person." The Sheriff patted Green on the back. He was very happy that Greenen provided the money.

The Sheriff knew that Grif was dead. If Green ignored this camp, the chance of its collapse would be greatly increased, because a large amount of liquidity is very important for the management and maintenance of a camp.

"Good man" Ward's mouth curled up slightly, his voice low and inaudible.

"Haha, Green, actually from the day you came here, I knew that you were more suitable to be a leader than Grif." The Sheriff took advantage of the situation and said, "You kidnapped Randy before, and I was dissatisfied with you. But now I think you have no choice. You have taken care of me and my nephew before. If I hold a grudge because of this incident, how petty would I be? So... How about it, Green, I will leave this camp to you from now on. We all heard that you sent you to replace Griff. I believe no one will have any objection."

To the Sheriff and most people in this camp, it was better for Green to replace Griff than for anyone to replace Griff.

And this is also beneficial to Green. If the people in a camp are all his own people, then whether he or his relatives live here, it will be safer. Although it is not absolutely safe, it will not become more dangerous.

The price is to pay, but in fact it is not much, because Green understands this aspect, and the owner of a camp often has a better chance of making money.

It's a win-win.

"Brother..." Suddenly, Lindsay, who was in Green's arms, opened her eyes. Her eyes were as soft and clear as water, "I had a terrible dream."

Green's heart moved, and he felt that his sister's dream might have some clues. So far, where the black cat went is still a mystery. Maybe this dream...

"Lindsay, what were you dreaming about?" Green asked with a little hope.

Lindsay blinked, and then a tear overflowed from the corner of her eye: "Iai Batojutsu... Wow, I dreamed... I forgot all nine of the ten Iai styles. It was such a terrible dream."

"Well..."

Green was a little helpless. What kind of nightmare was this? He forgot the sword moves and even dreamed about how to use the sword.

"My brother saved me..."

"Ah."

"Then~ how long are you going to hold me, brother? Let me down now~"

Green slowly bowed, making Lindsay's toes touch the ground. Lindsay straightened her back. In an instant, a sharp white light flashed in front of Green's eyes like a white rainbow. The next second, Green found that a sword had been placed on the ground. Next to Ward's neck.

Ward's pupils shrank violently. Lindsay's sword-drawing action just now was too fast, which coincided with the secret of Iai's sword-drawing technique. He was shot in the leg and couldn't dodge.

The blade was only an inch away from the main artery in his neck.

"Miss Fisk, what do you want to do?" Ward said calmly.

"Of course I'll kill you," Lindsay said coldly.

Strange, who had no idea what was going on, looked on in confusion: "You guys, what is going on?"

Ward took a deep breath and told the whole story of why he knocked Lindsay unconscious.

"Miss Fisk, I'm sorry, I was too reckless. If killing me would make you feel better, I would never resist." Ward looked directly at Lindsay, his gaze unavoidable.

"I'll spare you this time. If you dare to attack a great warrior next time, I will cut you in two." Lindsay slowly retracted the blade.

Green sighed inwardly. Ward dared to say that, and he was sure that Lindsay would not take action.

"So you two were shot in the legs," Strange asked. "Then you should remove the bullet quickly to avoid infection of the wound."

"Dr. Strange, I won't worry about this for now." Green said with a smile.

The police chief snorted coldly and said, "I have watched Randy grow up since he was a child. Ward said that Randy ordered him to do this. I have to be confronted in person to believe it."

"Hey" Lindsay was confused when she heard this. She recalled Randy's weak and trembling look. He really didn't look like a person who was determined to retaliate.

Green looked at his sister who was deep in thought and asked with a smile: "Lindsay, uh... what should I call the Magic Swordsman or the Sword Master now?"

"They are not great warriors." Lindsay raised her head and met Green's eyes.

"Very well, great warrior Lindsay, now I have a glorious and sacred mission, which I decide to hand over to you."

"Hmph, what are you going to do?" Lindsay knew this time that the so-called sacred mission was probably unholy.

"We will confront Randy later. You stay and look after John. This is very important...Lindsay, because someone is going to be detrimental to John." Green instructed.

He did not forget the woman who claimed to be a follower of the God of Fear. She killed her father in exchange for the favor of the God of Fear, and became stronger because of it. According to the records related to the God of Fear, it is speculated that her next move is likely to be to kill John, get stronger with this.

"Brother...I know."

Green's words aroused the curiosity of others present.

"Who wants to attack your brother?" Strange looked at Green.

"Ellie." Green said solemnly.

The Sheriff swallowed his saliva. He and Ward were both present at the time and knew what happened. He immediately said: "If you see Ellie... don't hesitate to catch her, but don't kill her. She has evil magic." It can make the person who killed her fester all over."

"Yes." Ward also expressed his opinion on this, "But her melee combat ability should be very weak. I think ordinary physical skills can subdue her."

Green looked at Ward from the corner of his eye. Is there any connection between Ward and Ellie?

......

Randy's wooden house was brightly lit. After knocking on the door a few times, the wooden door creaked open. Randy stood in the house and looked at Green with a pale face.

This man named Green shouldn't be here.

"I thought..." Randy opened his mouth.

"Come into the room and say it." The police chief gave Randy an affirmative look, indicating that there was no need to be afraid.

Several people entered the room and took their seats. Randy gave each of the four people a bottle of distilled water. Ward and the Sheriff seemed to be very thirsty, so they picked up the bottles and drank.

Green was also thirsty. He was thirsty and hungry after working for so long, but he didn't drink. The situation was still unclear. If Randy really had an affair with Ward, there might be some impurities in the bottle of water he gave him.

Seeing that Green hadn't drunk, the police chief didn't say anything. He just started to explain to Randy what happened during the period. At the end of the sentence, the police chief stared at Randy with a serious face: "Did you instruct Ward to kidnap Green's sister?" "

Randy turned his face towards Green, and shuddered when he saw Green's cold eyes staring at him.

"Um..." Randy turned his attention to Ward again, but Ward turned his head intentionally or unintentionally and looked out the window, ignoring his gaze.

"Lies can often completely destroy a person." Green pressed, "Randy, I hope you can tell the truth."

Could this guy have colluded with Ward? Why did his eyes drift toward Ward?

"Um...Mr. Green." Randy's face was still as pale as paper, and his sunken eye sockets made him look extremely weak. "Sorry, I did do it, but I...just wanted to teach your sister, no It means something else."

Hearing this, the corners of Ward's mouth curved slightly.

"Is this your answer? Are you hiding anything?" Green stared at Randy, his gaze seemed to be able to engulf Randy.

Randy swallowed and avoided Green's gaze, "That's it, Mr. Green."

"Randy," the police sergeant yelled, "I often teach you to be generous in everything. How can you argue with a girl? Miss Fisk didn't touch a hair on your head, but you still want revenge. Please make amends to Mr. Green."

"Green, I'm sorry. I will definitely find an opportunity to apologize to Miss Fisk in person," Randy said quickly.

"Mr. Green." Ward turned his attention to Green at this moment, "Although I was only instructed, I still did it after all. I cannot escape the blame for this. If beating me makes you feel better, then go ahead, but don't do it." Randy, he's weak enough as it is."

As Ward spoke, he bared his teeth and covered the place where his leg was shot, his face showing pain.

That said, I have become a great villain. Green smiled bitterly.

Ward's behavior successfully aroused the sympathy of the Sheriff, "I'm sorry Ward, I wrongly blamed you before. In the future, remember, don't listen to him in everything. Although he is my nephew, he has no permission to order you." , don’t be afraid of offending me for this.”

"Sir, don't blame yourself, people are always full of misunderstandings, that's how society is." Ward smiled, his smile was charming and sincere.

Green noticed Randy's eyes, which were changing a variety of emotions, including confusion, uneasiness, and expectation.

Why are you looking like this?

"Sigh~"

Taking a deep breath, Green's mind darkened. He was meditating, and all distracting thoughts around him seemed to be blocked.

After such a long time, I have already figured out what kind of person Randy is. He is obviously not a person who insists on revenge, but if he didn't do it, why should he admit it?

Would he really go to all the trouble to ask Ward for help just to teach my sister a lesson? Would Grant Ward really help Randy because of such a thing?

The reason Ward deceived the Sheriff was only because Randy himself admitted it, and it was precisely because he admitted it himself that no one could refute it.

Randy had already lost the ability to be a man because of his weird physical weakness. If he ordered someone to kidnap Lindsay, it couldn't be Tuse.

So, is this just a small thing? Is it possible that Randy and Ward colluded in advance?

But here comes the question. Looking at Randy's ability to do things, and then looking at Ward's ability, the two are very different. When Ward kidnaps Lindsay, does he really need Randy to do anything? What does he need from Randy? And why would you help him?

If I were Ward, no matter what the reason was for kidnapping Lindsay, I would never let Randy, an unreliable guy, participate in the plan.