Demon Hunter: I became a god in the demon hunting world

“…I’m here now, but…I’m not sure if I can find the real murderer, so I can only try.

“I’ll make it clear in advance that you can’t waste my time.”

“It doesn’t matter if you can’t find out. You’ve come all the way here, and I’ll give you half of the commission.”

“Well…Okay, wait here for a while.”

Dick agreed reluctantly, and then walked towards the ruins.

Concentrating his mind, turning on the senses of the demon hunter, smelling the scorched flesh, he walked into the dilapidated house with only some wooden keels left on the top, and squatted down next to a corpse on a black counter.

“This is the young man. "Dick murmured.

The body in front of him was the waiter who often fed Dick's horse, and the slightly fatter body next to him was his father, who was also the chef and owner of the hotel.

Dick looked at the two bodies and found that the fatal wounds were all in the chest, as if pierced by a sword.

He gently inserted his index finger into the wound on the waiter's chest to explore.

Fortunately, the weather was cold, and the body was well preserved under the low temperature. The wound was sharp and not corroded by bacteria.

It was just that the flames burned the skin on the surface of the body.

"A sword pierced the heart, the wound was very deep, could it really be done by Kayn?"

Dick pulled out his finger, stood up and went to another place.

Four or five more bodies were found under the collapsed wooden boards.

Observed carefully again:

"They are the travelers here, all burned alive, and there are no scars left by sharp weapons on their bodies.

"Strange, could it be that Kayn had a conflict with the father and son of the inn downstairs at night, killed them with two daggers, and then set fire to burn the others to death?

"No, according to Kayn's character, even if he was angry, he would not set fire directly. At least he should kill all the people with his war blade before setting fire."

"But if the murderer is not Kayn, who else could it be?"

He walked around the periphery of the dilapidated house and made a new discovery.

On a black collapsed wooden beam, he found the only remaining metal arrowhead.

The surface was white, but it was not the original white color of metal.

"What is this? "

Dick blew on the arrow lightly to remove the white on the surface.

He rubbed the arrow hard with his fingers again, and the fingertips were covered with a touch of gray powder.

He sniffed it again, and there was a pungent smell of rotten eggs.

Hesitated for a moment, thinking that the demon hunter was highly resistant to poison, Dick licked his fingertips with his tongue.

It was very bitter and a little salty.

This was Dick's first feeling, and his body did not feel uncomfortable afterwards. This substance should be non-toxic when used in very small quantities.

At this time, Dick had already figured out what it was.

Put the arrow in the bag and return to the bodies of the father and son.

Pry open the waiter's mouth with your fingers and see that his teeth are black, and when you look at the throat, it is tender red.

Pry open the boss's mouth again, and it's the same.

After taking a closer look at the body, Dick seemed to have realized something and muttered to himself: "So that's it.

"Fortunately, the body was only burned on the surface. If it was burned to charcoal, I would be powerless."

Finally, he returned to Sheriff Darwin.

"Dick, what did you see?"

"At present, we only know that the murderer is not Kayn."

"What evidence do you have?"

"There is not much evidence at the moment, but I can tell you my inference."

"The father and son seemed to have been killed by a sword through the heart, but in fact they were strangled to death. The murderer was worried and stabbed them again."

"Why do you say that?"

"Come and take a look."

Dick motioned Darwin to follow him, and the latter walked to the bodies of the father and son with Dick.

Dick pried open the waiter's mouth and pointed at his mouth:

"Look, their teeth are black and full of ashes. It is because their mouths opened slightly after death and ashes were blown in.

"But if you look inside, there is only a little ash and charcoal, and the deep part of the throat is very clean, which means they were strangled to death before the house burned.

"This does not prove that Kayn is not the murderer. He is the only one missing among the passengers."

"Don't worry. "

Dick felt the neck of the charred corpse and pulled out a half-broken hemp rope.

"Look, fortunately the rope was not completely burned, and there were deep marks on the neck of the deceased, proving that he was strangled to death by the rope.

"Kayn is powerful and will never kill people in this way. If he wants to fight with the enemy, he will use the ring blade in his hand to solve the problem and finally kill the enemy."

"Maybe he will leave multiple wounds on his body to vent his anger."

Of course, Dick didn't say the last word.

"In other words, Kayn disdains to do this?"

"According to my understanding of him, this is the case."

Dick signaled Darwin to follow him to the other side, where there were the bodies of several travelers.

Darwin followed suit and opened the mouths of the dead one by one.

"The throat is full of ashes."

"In other words, they were choked to death after the hotel was set on fire." Darwin concluded.

"That's right, so I dare to conclude that the real murderer is likely to strangle the father and son who were on night watch first, and then set fire to burn everyone while others were asleep."

"It does make sense, Dick, are there any other clues?"

"Look at this." Dick took out an arrow from his waist bag,

"The black powder on it is the remaining [Devil Dust] that has not been completely burned. Someone must have shot a burning arrow at the hotel, one to start a fire, and the other to prevent the passengers from waking up and using arrows to deal with them when escaping."

"Moreover, this [Devil Dust] is not accessible to ordinary people. Generally, only the military and alchemists have this kind of thing.

"Of course, nothing is absolute." Dick added.

Darwin stood up and sighed: "There are still not many clues to this case."

"That's true. But..."

"But what? Dick, please tell me. I'll take care of anything."

"But do you know the Black Cat Mercenary Group? What do they rely on?"

"Black Cat Mercenary Group? Sorry, I don't know much about it. I only know that it is a small mercenary group that was established not long ago. Its members are criminals who have just been released from prison. That's all I know."

When Dick heard this, he knew that the clue was broken:

Although it is suspected that the remaining members of the Black Cat Mercenary Group came here to vent their anger, that is not important now. What is important is where is Kayn?

Based on his injury, he will have to rest for at least a week.

Moreover, who sent the Black Cat mercenary group to ambush him?

What do those two wing seals mean?

"Well, Dick, although the case has not been solved, it is still considered to be nothing to do with Kayn, and I have troubled you to make this trip. Here."

Darwin took out a small bag of money and handed it over.

Dick weighed it, put it in his pocket, and nodded gently as a farewell.

Then Dick rode away, but he was a little disappointed because there was no prompt from the panel, which delayed him for half a day without earning a single energy point.

…

In winter, the days are shorter.

Dick hurriedly and slowly drove his horse to the west, and finally arrived at a hotel in a nearby town before it was completely dark.

After entering the yard, tying up the horse, and explaining to the waiter by the stable, Dick walked towards the hotel.

When I walked to the door, I saw an old man covered in rags and exuding a sour smell, yelling loudly.

"Gods are above you!" He said in an passionate tone: "No one in this world can survive to the end, please ask the gods to send down their power to save the common people!

"Gods, oh gods, hahaha, how can there be any other gods? It's just the devil who controls this world. We will eventually be enslaved by him, with no escape and nowhere to go!"

The waiter hurriedly came over, sneered at Dick, and then began to drive away the old man: "Madigan, you crazy maniac, why are you in front of our store? Get out of here!"

"Hahaha, ignorant people are so fearless. I can see your fate. Soon, you will be greeted only by death."

When the waiter heard this, he became angry and became even more violent. He grabbed the old man's bony arm and tried to drag him away.

"Wait a minute." Dick immediately raised his hand to stop him.

(Tip: [Devil's Dust] is what people called [Saltpeter Mixture] at a certain stage in the Western Middle Ages. It is black, smells like rotten eggs, is bitter and salty, is flammable, and has a certain explosiveness.)