Although a lot of places were censored, the netizens could still get a general idea of what happened.
Every time Roland refreshed the webpage, the previous post would be moved to the next page. The speed was extremely fast.
"Scumbag! Why didn't the videographer kill the perpetrator? "
"Don't vent your anger on the person who asked for help. Can't you see that he doesn't know the perpetrator's identity? Besides, he at least saved the girl. Two gold coins. Tsk, tsk. How generous. This is a game. Two gold coins can be exchanged for 28,000 yuan. Is it worth it to save an NPC? "
"There are still people who regard the characters in this game as pure NPCs? Don't you have any other ideas about such advanced technology? "
"Hehe, you can see through it, but you don't have to say it. Few people who can play this game are idiots. Now that more than a month has passed, even the most idiotic person should know that something is wrong with the game. "
"Is there anything wrong with the game? Is the virtual cabin highly radioactive? But in any case, the perpetrator deserves to die. I support the poster in finding out the truth. "
"Roland, find the culprit and kill him. I'll give you a tip in advance. "
"It's a pity that I'm too far away from Delpon, or I would've gone to help."
Roland read the posts one by one and finally found the information he was looking for.
"I've been a criminal investigator for thirty years and I'm about to retire. I've handled at least a hundred murder cases. Please add my QQ ID: 24xxxxx."
Roland immediately went to Penguin and added the person as a friend. The person was online and replied, "Roland?"
"Don't call me Roland, just call me by my username."
"Okay, I'll cut to the chase. I've watched the video you posted three times. But because I wasn't there, I can only provide three useful pieces of information. "
"Please go ahead."
"First of all, the cave isn't the scene of the first murder, just a dump. Second, this is a periodic killing. Based on my personal experience, judging from the color of the bones, this person kills a girl every month or so. Third, you must protect the girl. She probably didn't see the murderer's face, but that doesn't mean she's not in danger. "
"Why do you think the girl didn't see the criminal's face?"
"The first crime scene should be where the basket fell. The place is very messy, and I'm eighty percent sure that the murderer raped and killed the girl there. However, in the video you sent, there were no traces of the girl's clothes, blood, or other bodily fluids. This means that the murderer must have cleaned up the scene thoroughly. "
"Is there no other way to find the murderer?" Roland typed.
"If it was in our modern society, we could still collect the body parts of young girls to store information on the murderer, but it wouldn't be very useful. After all, there shouldn't be a DNA database in the game world. If you want to find out about this, you have to be mentally prepared for a long time."
Seeing this, Roland felt a little depressed.
Then, the other party sent another message. "But you can at least lock onto some of them. The murderer is very calm. He should be someone with a high IQ, and he might have a habit of collecting clothes. "
Understood!
Roland sent another message of gratitude to the netizen. He was also surprised by the netizen's age. It was truly impressive that he was so old and about to retire, but he was still playing immersive games.
Looking at the netizen again, Roland gradually calmed down. It wasn't that he wasn't angry anymore, but that he was temporarily burying his anger in his heart.
After breakfast, Roland continued to practice in the boxing club.
Having been in the boxing club for almost a month, he was already familiar with the basic moves of boxing. A few days ago, he began practicing with the coach.
Amidst a series of thumping sounds, the coach called for a stop, and then looked at him with a pair of strange eyes. "There's a faint murderous aura hidden in your movements today."
Roland was stunned for a moment. He quietly took off his gloves and then slowly said, "Something happened."
"Then don't take it to heart." The coach looked at Roland. "You're very talented. If you keep practicing like this, I won't be a match for you in two months at most. But the more talented a person is, the more competitive they are. At least a third of the brothers who came out of the boxing club with me have been arrested, and another third have fought. Only a third of them live a stable life. "
"Thank you," said Roland sincerely. Roland said sincerely. Then he asked curiously, "Coach, are you one of the last third?"
"No, I'm the first third." The coach smiled bitterly. "That's why I know that you'll never have a chance to make a name for yourself after you're arrested. You might even drag your family down with you. My nephew wanted to become a civil servant and passed the exam. But when he was investigated, it was discovered that I had a criminal record, so the exam was canceled. He had a good chance! "
Under the orange light, the coach's eyes were lonely. "I'm sorry for him."
"Young man, you must be careful with your words and actions." The coach patted Roland's shoulder. "Sometimes, once you're wrong, it's a stain that you can't get rid of for the rest of your life."
Roland was silent.
In the afternoon, he returned home from the boxing club and checked the forum, only to find that a lot of people had tipped him again. They all said that it was an advance reward and that he had to find and kill the murderer.
Roland smiled and entered the game again at ten in the evening.
After waiting for a few minutes in the gray space, the time in the game world flowed again.
Roland looked at the middle-aged couple who were crying tears of joy, then turned to Betta and whispered, "Protect the girl for the next few days, in case the murderer continues to look for her. Also, when the girl wakes up, try to ask her if she saw the murderer's face."
"Why don't you protect the girl while I investigate the murderer?"
"Because you're more charming and sociable," Roland said casually. "And I'm smarter than you."
Betta was lost for words.
Roland left the temple. Instead of investigating the criminal, he returned to the Lamb Girl Hotel and locked himself up, practicing Language Proficiency.
The coach's words in the afternoon seemed to have enlightened him.
Before, he was only one step away from Language Proficiency. But at this moment, he had a feeling that …
After witnessing the disgusting crime scene yesterday, after the impulse and determination to save the girl, and after hearing the coach's words, his abilities were slightly improved.
It wasn't an increase in Attributes, but a kind of increase in Spirit, or in the state of mind.
He felt that he was able to control his emotions more freely.
He practiced Language Proficiency again and again. He wasn't frustrated even if he failed. When his head hurt, he would sit quietly to ease it, and when it was no longer painful, he would continue.
From morning to noon, and from noon to night, he never stopped.
Just like that, he practiced magic in silence.
Finally, in the evening, when the sun was about to set, he used Language Proficiency for the first time.
The thirty-seven nodes were connected perfectly.
"You've learned the level-two spell, Language Proficiency. EXP + 445. You've reached level four."
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