Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

Pierce is an honest man. His son might have committed such a serious crime. He didn't even think about covering it up. The people in the town understood his temper and looked at each other eagerly. They didn't dare to delay. Went to Hans.

"You son of a bitch! My son of a bitch!" Trembling with anger, Pierce fell into a chair in the room.

"Don't worry, this is just an inference at the moment. It's not certain what the truth is." Anila also felt guilty when she saw Pierce's appearance.If her reasoning is wrong, it will be a big offense to offend people.

Anila's words gave Pierce a glimmer of hope. He stood up and grabbed Anila's hand: "Girl... no, my lord, my own son, I know. Hans is usually a little out of tune, but this murderer He would never dare to set fire, so you must check it out."

"Of course, of course." Anila hurriedly agreed, but then became serious again, "However, if it's really Hans—"

Pierce was shocked, and slowly let go of Anila, sat back on the chair and did not speak.

After a while, Anila and the others saw a group of people headed by Hans approaching from a distance, but the posture was so aggressive that those who didn't know thought he was here to collect debts.

Among the group of people, there was a beautiful girl who was particularly conspicuous. She hurriedly walked over with Hans, her face was terribly pale, and she seemed to be whispering something to Hans, but Hans didn't pay any attention.

When Mayor Pierce and Monica's mother saw the girl, their already gloomy faces stretched a bit longer.

Seeing this situation, Anila vaguely guessed the identity of that person, and before she had time to say anything, Hans and his naughty friends broke into the house and shouted at the top of their lungs——

"The fucking [beep——] [beep——] said that I killed someone?! Let me [beep——] quickly get out!"

"Hans!" Pierce snapped.

"Dad!" Hans refused to accept it, "I'm your own son! Usually, what I say doesn't even sound like a fart in your ears, why don't you know what a bastard said, and you just casually put such a big and unnecessary crime on My head is buckled?!"

"Mr. Hans, please don't get excited." Anila quickly stood up and explained, "Actually, this is just—"

Before she finished speaking, Hans yelled again: "Why are you again?"

"I--"

"Since you came here, I've been in bad luck! Nothing good happened in this town! You vicious witch!" Hans became angrier as he thought about it, "You framed me for killing Monica, didn't you?"

"This is not a false accusation, everything has not yet been concluded..."

Hans didn't care what Anila said, he only heard that Anila admitted that he was the murderer, he was furious for a moment, and rushed towards Anila without thinking: "Today I have to take this you!" This broom star—”

His footsteps had to be stopped because of the knife pressed against his throat, his face, which was originally flushed with anger, suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down.

"I said we should have done this earlier," Legolas said, turning to Anila.

"I am firmly opposed to trying to solve all problems directly with violence." Anila replied, "You don't have to put your knife so close to his neck, we are not bandits, and he is not a half-orc captive. Try to be kind Okay, Legolas?"

Legolas shrugged his shoulders, looked helpless, turned his head, and said to Hans with the most pleasing expression and tone in his life: "I've wanted to do this for a long time, you'd better be honest, don't think I won't what to do with you,"

Anila: "..."

"Please, please take your knife away first, can you?" Probably never seen such a domineering elf, the people around, including Pierce, were all stunned, unable to utter a word, for a long time, Hans The pretty girl next to her spoke timidly.

Legolas ignored her at all.

"Let him go, Legolas, they probably won't dare to do anything more," Anila said.

It was also like this, even after Legolas inserted the dagger back, the people around him still stood still, not daring to vent their anger.

When the truth does not make sense for a while, violent deterrence is also a helpless thing.

Anila shook her head, and looked at the girl kindly: "This must be Miss Alice?"

Alice trembled all over, nodded slightly, her eyes sparkled, she looked very much like a little white rabbit, she was really pitiful.

"You don't need to be nervous, who is the murderer hasn't been determined yet, and I just have a few questions I want to ask Mr. Hans." Anila smiled, but Hans and the others looked at her like that. Like a fox with a belly full of bad water, but beside her is a big bad wolf that is grinding its teeth, and she dare not act rashly.

"Excuse me." Under Anila's gaze, Alice couldn't help but lower her head, and her hand, which was originally beautiful but rough due to daily farm work, grabbed the hem of the skirt uneasily.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Anila nodded in satisfaction, and turned to Hans, "Then, Mr. Hans, where were you three nights ago?"

"Three days ago?" Hans rolled his eyes and thought for a long time, "Ah, I had already left home at that time, and I was drinking all night in pubs in those few days."

"Can anyone prove it?"

Hans looked at his friends, and they all nodded, including the tavern owner, who said that Hans stayed in the tavern that night.

"Is it clear now, Miss Detective? I didn't touch that woman Monica with a single finger!" Hans was triumphant.

"Have you been staying there after dark? Have you never left?" Anila asked, ignoring his sarcasm.

"Yes." Hans replied without hesitation, but his companions looked at each other, hesitating to speak.

"Do you have anything to say?" Anila didn't miss the unnaturalness of those people.

"Hans, have you forgotten?" After hesitating for a while, someone asked, "You wanted to go to Alice's house that day."

Alice's already pale face suddenly became even more bloodless.

"Ah? Oh, it seems to be the case..." Hans recalled this, and his expression changed. "But Alice was not there that day, so I went back."

"How long were you away that night?"

"Let's think about it... less than two hours." The tavern owner replied.

"Two hours..." Anila calculated, "A round trip from the tavern to the place where the body was found, plus the time for the murder, is more than enough. After all, Miss Monica is a weak woman and has no ability to resist."

"Hey!" Hans became anxious when he heard that Anila still suspected that he was the murderer, "I told you I'm going to find Alice!"

"How long does it take to go back and forth from the tavern to Alice's house?" Anila asked the others.

Naturally, it doesn't take two hours, the town is only this big.

"That, that's because Alice wasn't here. I waited at her door for a while." Hans was speechless, sweating profusely.

"Who can prove that you went to Miss Alice's house?"

Naturally, no one can prove it.

After a round of interrogation, Hans not only failed to clear his suspicion, but became the most suspected person in the whole town, because apart from him, the only one who couldn't produce an alibi was the gambler Christian. But from the perspective of criminal motives, He's a much bigger suspect than Christian.

Even so, there was no further evidence to prove that the murderer was Hans or Christian. This time the interrogation ended hastily. Hans and Christian could only be imprisoned and a decision could be made based on the further development of the matter.

Because the matter had not been resolved, Anila and Legolas continued to stay in Tehapua that night.

What happened this day was too new and exciting for Legolas. He had a lot of things to talk to, but considering that Anila was probably very tired, he could only just be bored in the room alone. thinking.

Of course, what he was thinking about was not who the murderer was, nor was it the poor lady who died tragically. Human beings say that life and death are nothing serious, but Legolas doesn't care much about these human affairs. Father's influence.Today, tomorrow, decades later, even 100 years later, human beings will always die, and the few decades of human life span are really too insignificant for elves.

Legolas was thinking about Anila after all.

Anila, she was a person with too many secrets, Legolas admitted - he didn't mind admitting it - he was fascinated by it.

According to Anila herself, she was just an ordinary Ranger of Númenor, and Legolas believed that at first, and now he felt that he was really stupid and naive at that time.

Of course, there is no doubt that Anila is a ranger, whether it is her exquisite tracking skills, or her cloak that has obviously experienced a lot of wind and sun, or her unruly wildness, it is very clear. her identity.

But if she's just an [ordinary] ranger, then Legolas really has to question the definition of "ordinary".

Anila's profound knowledge and well-educated conversation are obviously not just due to her knowledge. She can speak standard elven languages, not only Sindarin, but even Kun, which is banned in Middle-earth. Elegant language, familiar with the poetry of elves, familiar with the history of elves to the extent that even Legolas can only admire, and that elegant demeanor from the bottom of his bones, that tolerance and tenderness towards everyone , that inadvertently exposed solemn expression...

Speaking of which, Anila knew very well about his identity and family, but he knew nothing about Anila.

A rustling sound from the next door did not escape Legolas' sensitive elf ears.

Legolas tapped lightly on the wall: "Aren't you asleep, Velodis?"

"Can't sleep," Anila replied, "Sorry, did I disturb you?"

"No, I can't sleep either." Legolas replied, hesitating for a moment, "Can I go and find you? I have a lot to say to you."

"Then come here." Anila didn't hesitate much.

However, when Anila opened the door to invite Legolas in and asked him what he wanted to say, Legolas was at a loss for words.

The brain is too excited, full of emotions for no reason, and I don't know where to start.

Anila didn't rush him either, her eyes were faintly green with candlelight, she just stared at Legolas for a while, until Legolas became embarrassed, she pursed her lips and smiled, and walked to the window He sat down on a chair and stared outside.

"What are you looking at?" Legolas asked.

"The moon." Anila replied, still looking up slightly without blinking. "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

It’s very good, the room doesn’t feel dark even with only one candle lit, large expanses of silvery light spilled in through the glass window without hesitation, Anila just bathed in the moonlight like that, making people feel gentle. Don't dare to touch it.

"What are you thinking, Velodis?" Legolas asked, his voice even soft.Anila is soft most of the time, but softness to this extent is still hard to see.

"I miss..." Anila replied, "my relatives, my teachers, and my friends. Counting, I haven't seen them for more than half a year. The last time I saw me Mother was before the Battle of the Five Armies."

"Are you homesick?" Legolas showed an apologetic look, "If I hadn't asked you to take me to Iluli and Strider, you could go home now."

Anila shook her head: "Even if I don't take you to find Godwalker and the others, I should still be wandering outside now, I'm a ranger. What's more, I don't think my mother will be very happy to see me like this Go back and see her frequently."

"How could it be?" Legolas was quite surprised, and couldn't help but start thinking again, isn't Anila and her mother's relationship very harmonious?

"Probably, rather than being with her all day, my mother hopes that I can pursue my ideals and ambitions and take on my own responsibilities." Anila said, "She is very gentle, but also very strict. To be honest, I am very Worry about her, her health was not very good a few years ago, and she must be very lonely after being separated from the life of the tribe."

Legolas looked at Anila quietly.

"Even so, when my brother Estelle and I left, she always said 'don't worry', 'it's okay if you don't come back'," said Anila, with a slight smile, "but the funny thing is, My foster father said the exact opposite."

"Father?"

"Well, after my father died in a battle with orcs, my mother took me and Estelle to find him for refuge, and he adopted us." Anila replied, "He is The wisest and gentlest man I've ever met, and when I went to say goodbye to him, he said—"

Anila let out a breath and lowered her head.

"He said, 'Come back anytime you want'."

"..." With such parents, it's not surprising that Anila is such a gentle person, Legolas thought.

"Tonight, will I look at the same moon as them?" Anila raised her head and looked out the window again, as if lost in thought.

In the end, until late at night, Anila fell asleep on the stool in a daze, and Legolas didn't say his "many words".

Talking to Anila, even just listening, or even just sitting quietly, time seemed to fly by so fast.

Gently carried Anila back to the bed, covered the quilt, although it is already late spring, there is still a bit of coolness at night.

"So unaware, I'm ashamed to call myself a ranger." Looking at Anila who had fallen asleep, Legolas sighed helplessly, quietly closed the door and went back.

Miss you?Looking at the moonlight streaming in from the window, which was the same as that in Anila's room, Legolas couldn't help but think of Thranduil.

That elf king who is always arrogant and cold on weekdays, is he still thinking of someone under the moonlight?