Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

With an exclamation.

Other drinkers also reacted.

"Coachman?"

"Why him? What reason did he have to kill?"

"Did you read the newspaper?"

It was a mess under the stage.

Obviously, the final murderer was one that most people didn't guess.

Or unexpected.

Saban watched everyone's reaction without any change in his expression.

Then the story was told.

"We were all stunned by the dramatic changes before our eyes and a little overwhelmed."

The drinkers fell silent for a moment.

There is a story behind it.

Moreover, not only them, but also other people in the story did not expect that the murderer would be a coachman.

"At this time, the coachman took the opportunity to escape from Wu Heng's hands, rushed to the window, smashed the glass with one punch, and prepared to jump out of the window to escape."

"Fortunately, we reacted quickly and caught him in a swarm."

"The driver was very fierce and began to struggle. After he fully understood the situation before him, he gave up the idea of ​​​​escape and leaned against the wall to breathe."

"I didn't expect that I would be trapped here. Maybe you would like to hear why I killed those two villains. Before we could speak, the coachman had already begun to tell his story."

The drinkers looked serious instantly.

The drinkers were serious again.

I plan to hear what reasons the other party has to explain such an ending.

…

Nautilus Tavern.

"Twenty years ago, Hope was a handsome young man, smart and capable, and he and a few companions were looking for silver mines in the valley."

"On a warm day in June, he met the beautiful Lucy, was attracted by her charm, and pursued her passionately."

"Lucy also appreciated his talent and agreed to his pursuit."

"Lucy and her adoptive father John were rescued by a religious group and have been living under the control of the religious group ever since."

"The sect's teachings stipulate that the daughter of a believer must marry a member of the sect."

"Lucy is the most beautiful girl in the local area. Someone has long been interested in her. The two most powerful ones are Enoch Driber and Joseph Stangerson, the sons of the two leaders in the church."

The drinkers frowned.

Both the murderer and the deceased appeared.

It seems that there will be no more twists in the story.

The rest of the story is even simpler.

Lucy's father was killed by members of the sect, and Lucy was taken back and forced to marry Peter. Within a month, she died of haggard and depression.

This time, Hope found a job as a carriage driver in the city and found an opportunity to kill them with his own hands.

"Hope's story is over, and his life is almost over."

"The long-term hard life caused him to suffer from incurable diseases. The blood that appeared at the scene of Driber's death was the blood that Hou Bo spilled out when he found his enemy. Of course, the word "blood" was improvised with his own blood. written.”

"After completing the entire revenge plan, Hope no longer had any worries. He died with a smile on the second day after he was captured."

At the end of the story, the bard bowed and walked off the wooden platform.

The drinkers below, however, have not yet recovered from the plot of the story.

The ending is actually like this.

The murderer who has been following the plot to find is the coachman.

But the ending after solving the case was not as happy as imagined. The original victim was the real murderer, and the person they had been investigating was just to avenge his lover.

"This story has a lot of staying power."

"Damn, I feel like I'm an accomplice."

"The island owner should not have taken on this case at that time."

"He won't live long if he's not caught. He's sick."

The drinkers started talking.

Counter location.

Philippa stood up, walked to the wooden board on the side, and knocked hard, "Look, the murderer is the coachman. If you guess it right, come to my place to pay."

The tavern continued to be chaotic.

"Fuck, whoever can guess the coachman will be cruel to him."

…

Soon, the news that the murderer was the coachman spread like a tidal wave from the island.

This matter was discussed everywhere and became the hottest topic on the island.

"How could he be the coachman!"

"He has just appeared a few times, no matter what, it can't be him."

"I have the previous newspaper, and I went back and compared it, and it did give a hint."

"You didn't hear the coachman's recollection. He had a lover who was killed by the deceased."

"Then who is the victim?"

"Can't tell."

…

central area.

There was a long queue outside the city hall.

The newspaper seller announced that volumes of detective books could be purchased at the city hall.

If anyone wants to purchase the collection, they can do so at City Hall.

Soon, a lot of people gathered here.

If it weren't for the association team and skeletons guarding the scene, it would have been a mess.

At this time, a figure squeezed out of the crowd.

He ran towards the cloaked figure in the distance. After approaching, he held up the newspaper and said, "Princess, I grabbed it. It was signed by the previous island owners."

The cloaked figure tucked his golden hair under the hood and said in a somewhat scolding manner: "What's wrong with you? You told me not to call me that outside."

"I'm sorry, miss, I just forgot. There were too many people over there, and some people even touched my butt." The servant said aggrievedly.

The princess put away the books and said softly: "Come out later and wear a cloak. We can't attract other people's attention."

The two of them walked outside together.

The maid continued to whisper: "Mr....Miss, will the person you are looking for be on this island?"

"I don't know." The princess sighed and continued, "When I saw him, he was outside Treasure Island. I doubt he will be on this island."

"Could it be the island owner? He is very mysterious and powerful."

"Not sure."

"The island owner is really awesome. The newspaper said he even joined the Hongwen Society."

"yes."

The two chatted and gradually left the lively central area.

…

Association, Deacon's Study.

The two sisters sat next to each other and looked at the newspapers in their hands.

"Damn it, he's actually a carriage driver. My pocket money, my pocket money..." Shi Yali shouted in a frenzy.

Silla rolled her eyes and said, "Don't shout. If you hear me, you will think something happened!"

Shi Yali grabbed her arm and shook her hard, "I told you to ask him who the murderer was, but you didn't go because it's my money!"

Sheila Gui's eyes widened, "Does this depend on me?"

"This month's living expenses are yours." Shi Yali hugged her.

"I can't stand you." Sheila Gui said helplessly, and still said: "I can go out, but you are not allowed to participate in this kind of thing in the future."

It’s good to lose money once.

To avoid getting into these bad hobbies after arriving on the island.

"Don't worry, I didn't want to touch him at first." Shi Yali agreed, then leaned on Sheila Gui's shoulder, "This murderer is really unexpected."

"Yes, he can be considered a miserable person."

Shi Yali continued to ask: "Tell me, what is so strange about Wu Heng's story? There are so many heroic propaganda stories in the association, but no one is reading them. He can still be sold outside for money."

Sheela glanced at the newspaper, pondered for a moment, and said, "Maybe the angle is different."

"What angle?"

Sheila Gui continued to think about it and explained according to her own ideas, "Heroic stories are either about great achievements or the growth of a powerful family. They stand on a high platform and are illuminated by the sun.

Wu Heng's story is just the opposite. When he was a great detective, he didn't even have a career scroll. When the maid Beni came out of the village, they had never seen the sun, but they still looked like heroes. "

Shi Yali raised her eyebrows, "I understand what you mean. It seems to make sense. What Wu Heng tells are stories about ordinary people, not heroic deeds."

Sheila Gui said: "From the perspective of an islander, which story do you like more?"

Shi Yali nodded, indicating that she understood the meaning.

The conversation changed and he continued to ask: "What level are you at?"

Sheila Gui frowned, "Level 13, what are you doing?"

"What are you waiting for? Newspapers are so popular now. You and Wu Heng are together. When you reach level 15, I will give you publicity." Shi Yali said immediately.

Xila Gui's face turned red and she stood up with a straight face, "I'm going out. You can figure out how to pay for this month's living expenses by yourself."

"Don't!"

…

Shannella Mansion.

Both sides of the slender dining table were now filled with luxuriously dressed caravan representatives.

The one closest to the table is the large caravan, the closest to where you can have refreshments.

There were also representatives of small and medium-sized caravans behind, almost twenty people came.

"Mrs. Shannara, if you have any questions, just tell me!" A representative said after taking a sip of tea.

The wood elves did not make the matter of evading Shannara's power public.

Except for the top leaders of the clan, no one knew what was really going on. They only knew that there had been some internal transfers within the Star Flower.

Shannella had some differences with the Presbyterian Church, but she was still the president.

From the perspective of the outside world, it was Shanara who was delegating power to the lower levels and no longer personally involved in everything.

Still the president, in front of these representatives from Treasure Island.

Still has enough influence.

Seeing that the people were almost here, Shanara nodded and said: "We are all old friends, so I will tell you the matter directly. The owner of Wuheng Island talked to me about something yesterday, and he wanted to set up a product exhibition on the island. Yes, high-quality products will be on display, and Star Flower will participate. If you are willing to participate, you can go to the city hall to sign up in advance.”

exhibition?

This is the first time I heard this name.

But it can also be understood from the literal meaning, which is to display the goods.

"Ms. Shannara, what's the use?" someone asked.

Shanara smiled and explained, "I have summarized a few points. Listen to it. The first one is the ordering of Treasure Island. Since last year, Treasure Island's large amount of ordering resources has reached a huge level. Island The Lord will also select some satisfactory caravans for cooperation.

The second point is a kind of publicity to the outside world. Expanding the influence of the caravan and newspaper publicity can only benefit us. "

Everyone looked at each other and began to discuss in low voices.

It sounds like it does have certain benefits for your caravan, but it doesn't feel like a big deal.

Shanara then said, "Have you read the recent newspapers?"

Everyone shook their heads and hurried over after receiving the invitation in the morning.

No one noticed whether a new issue of the newspaper had been issued.

"Does this new issue of the newspaper have anything to do with the exhibition?" someone asked.

Sanara's tone was still calm, "Wu Heng has joined the Hongwen Association. According to unconfirmed news, a certain master in the headquarters wants to take him as an apprentice. The entire Treasure Island has received the attention of the association headquarters. It is also an opportunity to get closer to him by getting on good terms with him."

The representatives of each caravan were stunned, and their faces changed instantly.

Hongwen Association, the apprentice of a big shot.

It must be related to Luan's challenge.

Last time, Sanara brought several caravans and recommended Wu Heng to become the island owner.

In the end, the other party really became the island owner. The caravans that signed the contract were tax-free for three years, and the individuals also made huge profits.

This time, Sanara has new news.

It must be true.

"The affairs of the headquarters have nothing to do with our caravan. I just responded to the call of the island owner. I will ask people to go to the city hall to sign up."

"Indeed, Star Flower has joined. This exhibition must be good. We will join too."

"We will also go there to sign up."

...

Island Owner's Mansion

Wu Heng stretched and put away the electromagnetic gun drawings in front of him.

It took a whole morning.

He read part of the content and had a certain understanding of the records above.

After all, it was a design drawing, and most of the records were the names, sizes, and connection methods of the accessories, but there were no too many professional terms and knowledge.

Wu Heng stood up, walked to the side, waved his hand, and released the "Mansion Technique".

The towering space cracks and stone doors opened one after another.

Revealing the gun tower and the hidden soldier cave behind.

Wu Heng glanced inside and ordered: "Move the bullets and shells up, all out."

Hualala~!

The skeletons in the hidden soldier cave took action.

Carrying boxes of ammunition, they walked out directly.

Machine guns and machine guns were created in the mansion technique, but the shells were real, otherwise they could not be fired.

Last night, after finishing with Shanara.

Wu Heng also thought about the problem of the electromagnetic gun.

With current technology, it is obviously impossible to build an electromagnetic gun, but it may not be impossible in the "mansion art".

Just follow the drawings and create each component in the mansion art.

It is more convenient than the modern research and development and manufacturing.

Soon, the skeletons took out all the bullets.

Wu Heng mobilized his spirit, and the scene in the entire "mansion" began to collapse.

Formed a spacious and flat open space.

Wu Heng picked up the drawings and began to create according to the information on the drawings.

With the injection of mental power.

One after another, accessories began to be created in the "mansion".

Then, the accessories assembled themselves in mid-air to form a higher-level accessory.

After assembly, continue to create the second group and continue to assemble.

"It feels like looking at the drawings to build Lego."

Wu Heng muttered.

...

Not long after.

Wu Heng assembled the drawings that were bound together and were as thick as a thumb.

"It feels feasible!"

Wu Heng was happy.

But he did not continue to create, but closed the mansion technique and rested aside to recover his mental strength.

He did not rest for a while.

In mid-air, three ghosts flew back one after another.