They all call me master

Maltz was filled with sighs in his heart, but he was not slow in his actions. He shouted to the patrolman on the street——

"Two of you, one of you comes here to seal off the scene, and the other one goes back to call for someone."

'Patrick's Bookstore' is located in a side alley of West Merck Avenue. Although it is not as prosperous as the main street of West Merck Avenue, it is still within the scope of patrols by the patrolmen.

Maltz's identity is enough for him to command these patrols.

"Yes, Sheriff!"

The two patrolmen answered.

Maltz's eyes returned to the corpse in the bookstore again.

‘Surprised from behind and slit his throat with one blow!

Clean and crisp, no hesitation...

He's a veteran! ’

Maltz frowned as he looked at the neat incisions on the corpse's neck and the uninterrupted traces of blood spurting on the floor and walls.

Compared with novices who commit crimes, veterans are undoubtedly in more trouble.

This was not the first time they had committed a murder, and they were no longer frightened. They were more meticulous, leaving few clues, and some even had no clues at all. It took a long time for the Shire District and even the entire South Los Angeles to solve the case. Great luck - often you think you have caught a thief, but he is actually a murderer, and if you accidentally interrogate a liar, he will give you clues about the murderer.

However, with the appearance of Arthur, everything changed.

Although Arthur is always favored by the God of Death, any case that encounters Arthur will not become an unsolved case.

Almost subconsciously, Maltz wanted to find Arthur.

But when I thought that Arthur had just returned to South Los, and that he would definitely need a rest after the hard work of traveling and traveling, he immediately shook his head - I can't rely on Arthur for everything, and I can do that too!

The old police chief told himself this.

One minute later...

‘How about asking Arthur? ’

It's not that he doesn't feel a sense of accomplishment when he solves the case, but that Arthur solves the case faster.

After enjoying the feeling of Arthur flying with him, it was difficult for the old sheriff to go back.

However, the old police chief still collected as much information as possible——

The money box in the bookstore was untouched.

Nothing in the store was disturbed, everything was neat and orderly.

Immediately, robbery and murder were ruled out.

Then only love killing or vendetta is left.

As for accidental indiscriminate killing?

It's possible, but very unlikely.

After all, Nanlos is not a scary place, so how could everyone be that kind of crazy.

Of course, if this was the case, Maltz would definitely give up struggling and choose to ask Arthur for help - he didn't have many advantages, but being able to see himself clearly was definitely one of them.

"Rooney, take a team of people to the neighborhood to ask if there is anyone acting suspiciously.

Andy, take two people to find out about this shop owner's interpersonal relationships. "

Maltz ordered as usual.

"Yes, Sheriff."

The two newly promoted trainee police officers immediately took action.

Looking at his subordinates who carried out his orders meticulously, Maltz's face finally softened a lot - capable subordinates always make the investigation of the case more hopeful.

What if the situation is still the same as before?

Maltz would just give up.

While Rooney and Andy were acting, Maltz continued to inspect the bookstore.

Compared with the previous inspection, this time the inspection was more thorough.

Then, under the bookshelf, Maltz made a discovery——

A large gold coin.

Different from the 2 grams of ordinary gold coins, the large gold coins are 3 grams. Before the beginning of the pioneer era, when ordinary gold coins were circulated in the market, large gold coins were circulated within the army.

Or to be precise, it was often used among nobles.

In order to distinguish themselves from ordinary people, the nobles minted the gold coins they used larger.

During the Seven Years' War, Maltz was rewarded with such gold coins more than once as a heavy musketeer, so he was very familiar with it.

Just like the big gold coin in his hand, it belongs to Earl Bet's family in Nan County.

The ‘stars, moon, and ships’ above are really easy to recognize.

The ship represents the navigation and shipbuilding skills that the Count Bethe family is proud of.

In the eyes of the world, the stars and the moon are also related to navigation, but rumors seem to be more mysterious.

If Maltz was still wandering between the two before, now he is directly leaning towards the latter.

‘Isn’t this case related to Earl Bet? ’

The old sheriff frowned.

If the murder caused by the veteran is just trouble, once a noble is involved, it will be a big trouble.

Because the privileges possessed by nobles will always lead things to an irrepressible abyss.

The old sheriff calmly loaded the large gold coin.

It's not greed.

I just don't want to make it public.

Then, just as the old sheriff stood up——

Snapped!

A book falls from the shelf.

It happened to land in front of the old sheriff.

"Affordable Civilian Recipes After the War". Looking at the title of the book, the old sergeant knew that this was a recipe from at least thirty years ago. At the end of the 'Seven Years' War', even the wealthy nobles needed to distribute supplies carefully. Not to mention civilians.

Therefore, in order to survive, everyone has to eat some things that are usually despised, including but not limited to elm leaves.

In order to avoid being poisoned, nobles from various places at that time had such books printed and had literate people read them out to the crowd.

Of course, the effect is not good.

Most people who are hungry and impatient will choose to eat before talking.

I heard that some people in the interior even choose to eat dirt.

That period was also when pirates were most rampant, and people who had no food to eat would always take risks.

Maltz doesn’t have fond memories of that period.

Because he has experienced more and seen worse situations.

After picking up the cookbook, Maltz was about to put it back. Because of the painful memories, he didn't even want to look at the recipes in it that could be memorized.

But it seems that because he was too anxious, the old police sergeant who inserted the book back directly rubbed open the cover of the book, and there were wrinkles on the title page.

So much so that the old sheriff had to put it back up again, but when he took the book out and was about to close it and smooth out the wrinkles, he discovered words written on the title page.

When the old police chief saw clearly what was written on it, his whole body trembled, and his wide eyes were filled with disbelief.

Almost subconsciously, the old sheriff raised his hand and touched the words on it——

Cotton:

I received the book, but I bet you didn’t read the content in the book. This is the recipe!

Not a book!

Moreover, there are many mistakes on it. Remember that fungus soaked for a long time cannot be eaten! You can’t eat fresh day lilies either! And the rotten ginger must be thrown away!

Why I write this down is because...

I'm afraid you're a cheat (smiley face)

You must be safe and come back soon.

Love you: Nicole

…

There is no exact date, but Maltz will never forget the name of the person who signed it.

Cotton was the comrade who sat by the campfire and said that he had made an appointment with his fiancée and would go home to get married after the war, but was shot dead by the captain.

Cotton's fiancée's name was Nicole, Maltz heard her say it more than once.

In addition, Maltz also heard that Cotton mailed a book to his fiancée as a gift, which means that this cookbook was given to his fiancée Nicole by his comrade Cotton!

Coupled with the big gold coin just now, the old police chief's expression immediately turned solemn when he looked at the corpse——

Because the last place where he and Cotton served was the territory of Earl Bet.

Moreover, both he and Cotton had received large gold coins as rewards.

Subconsciously, the old sheriff whispered——

"Coton is back?"