After saying that, he looked up at Rosen again and said curiously: "Why are you so nervous? What the hell?!"

He had thought that as soon as Olek showed any sign of going berserk, he would immediately jump downstairs and use the Lightning Rush technique to escape.

Rosen shook his head repeatedly: "No way, my shoes are also full of mud. I don't know where to put my feet."

The footprints actually extended all the way into the hotel door.

"As expected, I still put the blame on him, and I plan to put the blame on Olek."

With that said, he turned around and walked back to the room: "I'm going to look in the mirror."

"Oh~ it's Rosen, I'm changing clothes. Wait for me!"

Olek's voice came out immediately: "I am not a murderer!"

"Hey, my newly installed solid wood floor must have a lot of scratches now."

"Of course I know. As a wandering bounty hunter, I know many unusual secrets."

"The probability is not high. Invisibility consumes a lot of mana and has a mediocre effect. It is possible to deceive a warrior, but it is difficult to deceive a powerful mage. Wait, what is this?"

He immediately shouted: "Uncle! Uncle! Come up quickly! I discovered an important secret!"

"Nose? Why?" Harrick asked curiously.

While he was analyzing, he was suddenly attracted by the footprints on the ground.

He listened carefully and indeed heard the sound of the mop.

Olek smiled unnaturally.

As long as you successfully run out of the gate, you will immediately receive assistance from the instructor!

So what should he do?

Rosen grinned: "My purpose is to free my mentor from suspicion of murder. As long as my mentor is restored to innocence, nothing else matters."

"What's the meaning?"

He continued to ask: "That is to say, you know the King of Neverwinter, right?"

After chasing for a while, Rosen realized something was wrong.

Rosen's heart moved and he already guessed what was going on. He sighed secretly: "This is the price of having an affair."

Harrick pointed to the carpet at the door: "Change your shoes. I have specially prepared a pair of good shoes for you."

After thinking about it for a while, Rosen came up with an idea: "Don't repeat the same trick and try to frame the blame again, right?"

The murderer is a woman, plump and tall, no, about the same height as Orek.

He decided to test it: "Olek, have you heard of the King of Neverwinter?"

"What good shoes. Well, uncle, where is Olek?"

"It's in the room upstairs. Do you have anything to do with him?"

Xia Bolay turned around and saw Rosen taking out a small book with a blood-red cover from under the bed. The pages were only as big as a palm, and there were two lines of large black characters written on the cover.

"Rosen is back, come in, I'm mopping the floor."

"Ahaha~ Today there was an unlucky guy who had his nose cut off at the Chengnan Market, hahaha~~"

A response came from the door.

Olek looked back, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately retreated into the house.

"I have my own reasons! Chabolais, I did lie to you, but I have never framed anyone else! Never!"

This shows that when the two accomplices ambushed him, the mastermind was standing here waiting for the result.

"Well, I have a little something to trouble him with."

Rosen's heart was frightened, and he raised his voice and shouted to the door: "Harrick! Uncle Harrick!"

"The footprints were deliberately left on the roadside and were quite obvious. With the other party's caution, how could they leave such a flaw?"

The footprints on the ground clearly showed that this person had just entered the hound house.

"Liar! Big liar!"

He saw Rosen standing at the top of the stairs not far away and wondered: "Why are you standing so far away?"

Xia Bolay was stunned: "What?!"

With that said, Rosen walked quickly to the stairs, climbed upstairs quietly, and carefully explored the traces of the hotel.

"Are you trying to lure me to a remote place to do something? No, it doesn't look like it, because the footprints are always in the downtown area."

After a while, the door clicked, and Olek walked out of the door.

After thinking about it for a moment, Rosen understood.

Rosen hurriedly picked up clean new shoes and put them on. He found that the soles were very soft and the uppers were very warm. They were actually made of lambskin.

Rosen said nothing.

"Uncle, look, here is a book of blood sacrifices!"

He held his head with both hands and felt that his belief in life was about to collapse!

Rosen sighed secretly.

'I'm sorry Oleks, I know you are innocent, but who asked you to mind your own business. Just bear the charge of murder.'

As for the real culprit, he already roughly knew who it was. If he wanted to expose it, he would first ask his mentor for his opinion.
Chapter completed!