The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

The ship docked, and Sigmund set foot on the land of Gwen Town.

The area of ​​the entire island is not too large, but the pier is extremely busy. In addition to the middle class for sightseeing, there are also vendors who buy flowers.

Separated from Ryan, Sigmon rented a carriage and went directly to the police station in Gwen Town.

"What did you talk about with that Miss Grace?" Sigmund asked curiously on the way.

"Jewelry, perfume, flower arrangements..."

Well well, that's classy, ​​but Sigmund doesn't want to hear that stuff.

"That Ms. Grace's background should not be very good. She knows a little bit, but it's only on the surface, as if she has made up for this knowledge for the communication of high society."

"Besides, she gives me a strange feeling..." Ashley hesitated.

"What's weird?" Sigmund sat up straight, he believed in the female assassin's observation ability.

"Posture, etiquette, conversation, everything is just right, but it's too standard, and the standard makes people feel rigid." Ashley frowned, as if looking for a suitable adjective.

"By the way, it's not true..."

"Like a dummy?!" Sigmund blurted out suddenly.

"No, it's very uncoordinated anyway."

Ashley shook her head, "Let's find a chance to take a closer look."

The inexplicable Sigmund was a little uneasy. Dr. Ryan seemed to be conducting a simple experiment. Among the superhumans of the Starry Sky Contract, there were many similar studies.

What he did could only be regarded as quite satisfactory.

But for some reason, he always felt that many things he had experienced recently were vaguely related to each other.

It seems that since the incident at the White Seagull Manor, he has slowly been caught in a big weaving net.

Even Lawrence's case now seems to involve a temporary commission from an extraordinary person.

He needed a real thread to connect it all.

"Here we are!"

The carriage stopped, and Ashley interrupted Sigmund's meditation.

"I hope it's not my overthinking."

Each of them made a good camouflage and held his canes tightly. Sigmund jumped out of the carriage, and relevant information about this mission flashed in his mind.

Although the team of demon hunters is independent from the normal judicial system, it also maintains vague ties with various places.

Sometimes in some extremely difficult cases, even if it is not an extraordinary event, the police department will apply for the help of the demon hunters.

The murderer in this case was a young man named Will Guller, who was arrested on suspicion of murdering two fishermen.

Everything was carried out according to the procedures, the judge convicted, and Will was sentenced to hang, but because it happened to be during the festival, in order to avoid unnecessary influence.

That's why Will was detained and waited for the execution of the hanging after the Scarecrow Festival.

But unexpectedly, this young man escaped from the control of the policemen by taking advantage of the darkness, ran into the forest in the eastern part of the island in desperation.

The police officers blocked the necessary exits and paths, and sent some people into the mountains to search. Someone found Will's trace, but this young man was physically strong and good at forbearance. Several police officers were injured, and even one was almost killed. Kill on the spot.

Coupled with the coming of the festival and the lack of security forces, the two sides gradually came to a stalemate, which is why the subsequent application was made.

This task is very simple for the current Sigmund. Disguise, set up bait, go up the mountain alone and wait for the opponent to attack, and then Sigmund can take advantage of the situation.

The streets in the town are open, and it can be seen that the manager has put a lot of thought into it. After Sigmund entered the police station, he immediately revealed his identity.

The receptionist looked surprised, but still brought the two of Sigmund into the reception room.

After waiting for a long time, a tall and fat figure who was out of breath opened the door and walked in.

"Corden Reese, I'm the Sheriff of Govan Town, nice to meet you, gentlemen."

After introducing himself for a few pleasantries, Sigmund went straight to the topic.

"Assist in the arrest?" Sergeant Corden was stunned for a moment, and a trace of concern flashed in his narrowed eyes.

"It was a misunderstanding sir, it was a wrong application, we have settled the matter, I am sorry to make you go to waste. But the fact is that we do not need any assistance at this time."

He spread his hands, apologetic.

"Wrong application?" Sigmund chuckled.

For a similar application, only a few people in a police station can report it. It would be too much to push this kind of thing to temporary workers.

"Yes, sir. I have severely punished that police officer. We can solve the remaining problems by ourselves. You see, the festival in the town is coming soon. If you want, you can stay here for a few more days."

"I will send someone to arrange a place for you to live in, and taste our flower beer here. It tastes very special."

Sergeant Corden had a smile on his face, but there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Have you already caught that Will?" Sigmund asked casually.

"Caught it, caught it." Sergeant Corden replied perfunctorily.

"Then..." Sigmund saw the disgust and vague incoordination in the tall fat police chief's eyes. He originally planned to see the escaped criminal Will with his own eyes.

But after thinking about it, this matter obviously belongs to the local government affairs. Before departure, Marek had also told him that if the local police station caught the criminal.

Then he can relax as if nothing happened.

Although the situation is a bit different now, since the other party is unwilling to let him intervene, then he is also happy to be at leisure, and he can explain to the captain when he goes back.

"Okay." Sigmund stood up, planning to take Ashley away.

But at this moment, the door of the room was knocked open with a bang, and a voice shouted loudly: "Sheriff, that guy has been fooled, this time he will definitely be able to find out..."

"Get out!"

Sergeant Corden roared, and slammed the door with his backhand. The figure who had just entered let out a scream, was slapped on the face by the wooden door, and knocked out the door with a whimper.

Boom!

The door was closed tightly, and there was silence in the air.

Sigmund looked up at Sergeant Gordon and sat down slowly.

"Did you just say you've captured Will Guller?"

"I'm saying we're close to getting him."

Sergeant Corden shook his neck, this time his lack of cooperation was clearly written on his face.

"If that guy hadn't come in just now, I would have left now." Sigmund said slowly.

"You can go now, we can solve this matter by ourselves without any assistance."

Sergeant Corden's voice was cold and hard.

"You should know who we are." Sigmund put the badge on the table.

"I know." Sergeant Corden nodded, "But this is Gwen Town, and everything must be done according to the rules here."

"oh……"

Sigmund showed a meaningful smile, "Well, Sergeant Corden, I have been in the carriage for a long time, and I changed boats in the middle, so I am very tired now."

"Don't worry, I can send someone to arrange a resting place for you." The expression on Sergeant Corden's face softened a little.

"Don't be so troublesome, I can do this kind of thing by myself, but I left in a hurry and didn't bring much money with me."

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to ask, is it convenient for you to lend me some?"

Shameless.

The flesh on the sheriff's face trembled, but he still squeezed out a sentence, "Tell me, how much do you want to borrow?"

"how much do you have?"

Sigmund smiled and asked seriously.