Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

As Sam's words fell, Jean Lerand's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had seen the dawn of solving the case.

He didn't expect that such unexpected clues would emerge while investigating the Morpheus case.

"Do you still recognize that mercenary couple?" Jean Lerand asked eagerly, his voice trembling slightly.

Sam nodded and recalled, "That's right, I remember them very clearly. They were a burly mercenary couple with resolute faces. However, at that time, I was on the outermost perimeter, and Master Morpheus only spoke a few words to them before leaving. As for whether he gave them the documents, I really can't be sure."

Jean Lerand was somewhat disappointed after hearing this, but at the same time, a new fighting spirit ignited within him.

Even if this clue isn't necessarily accurate, it's still worth a try.

After all, this is the only new lead in the pursuit of the Morpheus case.

When Jean Lerand arrived there, after some inquiries, he learned that the mercenary couple had died in an accident several years ago.

"Another accident!" Jean Lerand roared angrily, a hint of unspeakable rage flashing in his eyes.

There might be deeper secrets hidden behind the deaths of this couple.

During the in-depth investigation, Jean Lerand unexpectedly discovered that the mercenary couple had elderly parents and a young daughter in their remote hometown.

This clue was like a ray of dawn, illuminating the fog in his heart.

"I must go to their hometown," Jean Lerand thought firmly.

However, Jean Lerand didn't expect that as soon as they left the small town, someone followed their team, and at the same time, a large number of mercenaries riding warhorses suddenly headed in all directions.

The small mountain village is located on the other side of the South Sea Province, named Stone Village, more than two hundred kilometers away from the border town.

During the long journey, Jean Lerand couldn't help but feel emotional. In order to protect their family, this mercenary couple had carefully concealed their existence.

Jean Lerand began to chat cordially with the villagers, trying to piece together a complete image of the couple from their memories.

The husband's name was Alex, a resolute and decisive man; the wife's name was Lily, gentle and strong.

Both of them were outstanding officers in the Imperial Army, but they were dismissed due to some unknown secret, and the specific reason remained a mystery.

Afterwards, Jean Lerand came to the humble house pointed out by the villagers, which was Alex's home.

Sunlight dappled through the treetops, scattering on the simple country cottage.

Jean Lerand, dressed in a neat military uniform, walked to the small house.

He had a brief conversation with Alex's elderly father, Old Drew.

Beside them, a cute little girl with pigtails, a pair of bright eyes curiously peeked out from behind her grandmother, secretly looking at this strange visitor.

"Uncle!" Jean Lerand said in a loud voice, "We are subordinates of Alex's former comrades-in-arms. We have come here this time hoping that they can return to the army and serve the empire again." As he spoke, he deliberately showed an expression of ignorance about what Alex and his wife had encountered.

Hearing this, Old Drew's eyes flashed with a complicated emotion. His trembling hands clasped tightly together,

as if trying to suppress the excitement in his heart.

For many years, he had been looking forward to his son and daughter-in-law being cleared of their charges and returning to the army, but reality had cruelly pushed them into the abyss of fate.

"After so many years, they have finally been cleared of their crimes," Old Drew choked with sobs. "Why didn't you come sooner, why didn't you come two years earlier—." Before he could finish speaking, tears streamed down his face.

The crying of the two elderly people beside him infected the little girl hiding behind them, and she also began to sob.

For a time, the whole house was filled with sad cries, which made Jean Lerand feel very embarrassed and at a loss. He had never thought that his arrival would evoke such deep sorrow in the old man.

He asked softly, "Uncle, what exactly happened?" His voice was full of concern and doubt, hoping to learn more about Alex and his wife's past and the real reason for their dismissal from Old Drew's mouth.

Just as Old Drew was about to reveal the truth, suddenly, a sharp arrow pierced through the air.

The Shadow Guard reacted quickly and subconsciously wanted to protect Jean Lerand, but the target of the arrow was not him, but Old Drew.

Old Drew's eyes widened, filled with shock and incomprehension, as he was nailed to the wooden wall by the fierce arrow.

A mouthful of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and his trembling fingers pointed to the corner of the wall, as if trying to convey some important information.

The next second, more than a dozen arrows followed. The Shadow Guard waved the sword in his hand, trying his best to block them, trying to stop these deadly arrows. However, two arrows still mercilessly hit Old Drew, and his body trembled slightly under the impact of the arrows.

"Grandpa!" The little girl's cry was heartbreaking, filled with helplessness and fear.

This cry seemed to trigger some kind of magic spell, and a rain of arrows poured down from the sky, as dense as locusts covering the sky and the earth.

Under the cover of the Shadow Guard, Jean Lerand was quickly pulled into the wooden house. At the same time, the little girl and her grandmother were also picked up by the Shadow Guard and taken into the wooden house.

Countless arrows whizzed by, and some even penetrated the windows and shot into the wooden house.

A crackling sound suddenly echoed in the wooden house, as if it were a symphony of death.

The little girl screamed in horror, her voice particularly harsh and heartbreaking in the chaos.

Jean Lerand hugged the little girl tightly, trying to shield her from the flying arrows with his body.

His heart was filled with anger and incomprehension. Why would someone launch such a fierce attack at this time?

What exactly is their goal?

In the moment of Jean Lerand's contemplation, suddenly, a deafening roar broke the silence, and the roof of the entire house was suddenly lifted up as if by a huge force, and fragments splashed everywhere.

Along with the collapse of the roof, dazzling sunlight and flying dust poured into the house together.

"Siege crossbow!" A Shadow Guard shouted loudly, his voice full of horror and urgency.

This shout was like an ominous signal, and immediately afterwards, several huge siege crossbow bolts roared again.

Their speed was so fast that people couldn't react at all, and could only watch them crash into the wooden house with destructive force.