"I thought you would put the gun in his mouth and force him to cooperate with him."

Ashley asked with some confusion after leaving the police station.

"No need, now is a critical period. I don't want the captain to be difficult for the troubles caused here."

For the demon hunters, Benite's death created a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them, but the more cautious they should be.

It may not be much on weekdays, but if the Oracle Church seizes the opportunity, the good situation created before is likely to be wasted.

"Now, after collecting the money, do you plan to go back like this?" Ashley smiled, "In the next investigation report, this sheriff may not let you go easily."

"So what? I borrowed the money, but I didn't say I wouldn't pay it back." Sigmun was confident.

"Of course it's impossible to just go back like this. This is the first time I have to be more successful in carrying out the task."

"After you separate, you go and follow Corden. I'll investigate it everywhere and contact any questions at any time."

"All right."

Ashley nodded, with a pen on her body, and through this magical and extraordinary item, the two of them could communicate information anytime and anywhere.

The sea breeze blew towards him, and Sigmun found a carriage and soon arrived at the shanty area in the west of the island.

This matter is a bit strange. The one who applied for support was Gewen Town. They are the ones who gave up support now. Sigmun knew that some changes must have occurred in the middle.

In fact, he can ignore it now and go up the mountain to find Will directly, but doing this is a bit too reckless. Not to mention the possible dangers. If he kills a good person by mistake in the battle, he will be unable to explain when he goes back.

The terrain here is low and the buildings look dilapidated. It is not as prosperous as the center of the town. After walking and asking a few passers-by, Sigmun arrived at his destination.

In front of me was a row of wooden sheds for fishermen. Next to the wooden basin at the door, two children, one big and one small, were washing clothes in the basin.

Seeing Sigmon approaching, the older boy raised his head suddenly.

"Who are you looking for?!"

"Is this the Dam's house? Well, where are the adults in your family?" Sigmon visited the family of one of the deceased.

Dam Roslin.

"Get out of here and stay away from my mom!"

Hearing Sigmun's inquiry, the boy stood up suddenly, picked up a wooden stick beside him and waved it with his teeth and claws.

"Get out of here, you dirty guy!"

"Who is here?"

With a creaking sound, the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open and a haggard woman walked out.

Then she saw the situation in the field and couldn't help but shout: "Come back, Colin!"

"You are not allowed to get close to my mom!"

The boy still shouted loudly, his eyes full of hatred when he looked at Sigmon.

At this time, Sigmun also saw the mess in the room through the opened wooden door.

"It's the first time I've come here, I haven't seen you before." The woman put her hair together, surprised at Sigmun's handsomeness and decentness.

"Come in!"

"Wait a minute."

Sigmun raised his hand to interrupt the woman's next move, and he took out the police badge from his pocket.

"I'm a policeman, I have a few questions about your husband's death."

"Sorry sir... I don't know you..." The woman looked embarrassed. She seemed to be planning to open her mouth to invite Sigmun into the room, but when she turned around, she noticed the mess in the room, she changed her mind in an instant.

"Go to the beach over there."

Sigmon spoke kindly.

The husband is dead, and a woman who doesn't have much strength wants to support herself and her two children. This is not easy in modern society, let alone here.

At this time, Sigmun also understood the boy's hatred for him. He was not too young and could understand some things.

Even if it is forced to make a living, no boy can tolerate his mother being insulted.

"Look at my sister, I'll go out with this police officer."

The woman entered the house and put on a coat, and then wrapped her skirt around her lower body. The wind was strong by the sea, and there was nothing under her cover skirt.

After giving a few casual instructions, the woman walked carefully to Sigmun.

She was very uncomfortable.

Sigmund's windbreaker and top hat made her feel the oppression of class.

From beginning to end, the woman tried to maintain a distance of more than two meters. From the other party's messy narrative, Sigmun also roughly clarified some ideas.

"You mean there was no grudge between you, just a normal quarrel in the tavern, and Will killed your husband and his companions?"

"Yes, sir, a lot of people in the tavern saw it at that time. My husband was drunk and splashed on him when he vomited, and then they had an argument."

"Then he killed them."

The woman lowered her head, her face was not panic, and she was numb as if she was telling a story about a stranger.

Perhaps for her, living is the most difficult thing.

"Did you know anything about this Will before?"

The woman shook her head, "I seemed to go out to sea often before, and sometimes I could see him occasionally, but it seemed that two months ago, he sold his fishing boat and ran to the dock to work."

"Then I don't know."

Two months ago, Sigmun recorded this time. Although the woman's narrative just now was messy, he also gained a lot of information.

This is not friction, but a killing, like a wolf, who happened to run into two rabbits who broke into his territory.

Will was very calm during the whole process. Even after brutally killing the two fishermen, he was still in the mood to wash away the blood stains on his hands, sit down and drink all the beer in the glass, and then leave with a swagger.

This has exceeded the scope of ordinary criminals.

If this guy wasn't a lunatic, he would most likely be a... extraordinary person.

And it is obvious that either his contractual path is very evil or his mental state is very unstable.

He had a little guess, but he needed more information.

"Change a different lifestyle, for your children." Sigmun left a little money before leaving.

This money is not enough to completely change the life of the family, but it can help them escape from the fallen abyss.

The Kingdom of Elland can be regarded as an extremely economically developed country, but even so, there are a large number of poor people at the bottom.

This is the tragedy of the times.

Leaving the beach, Sigmund pulled out his pen and wrote down his guess on paper.

Not long after, he received the message from Ashley.

"They discovered Will's whereabouts. Judging from the information of the conversation, Will seemed to have discovered a treasure hidden on the island, which is of great value."

So that's it.

Sigmun smiled, it was obvious that the sheriff's gentleman was worried that he would join in and take away their treasure.

After eating a little bit of food, Sigmun took a carriage across most of the island and came to a dense residential area.
Chapter completed!