Chapter 728 Suspicion (Mid-Autumn Festival)

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the sorceress, expecting her to explain.

Evelyn kicked away a stone beside the stove, and a metallic luster was immediately revealed.

There was a flat tin wine jug in the crevice of the stone, and a silver comb the size of a palm.

It looks like a paraphernalia lost by campers inadvertently.

Evelyn picked up both the jug and the comb, and showed them to Joan and the others.

The jug was uncorked and gave off a strong, familiar smell.

"This smells a bit like...huh? Cave crab blood?"

Holden rubbed his nose and muttered.

Evelyn nodded with a smile.

"The liquid left in this flagon, which smells both strong and peculiar, once contained a mixture of cave crab plasma, aster mushroom extract, and distilled spirits."

"This kind of concoction is very popular in the underground world, but in the surface world, especially the human world, there are almost no traces of it, and I'm afraid not many people are used to drinking it."

Joan nodded thoughtfully.

According to Evelyn's analysis, it is indeed unlikely that this jug belongs to Arnold's team.

However, it cannot be completely ruled out that Arnold and the others just like this one, and specially made a pot of crab blood mixed wine to drink on the road.

Joan was not in a hurry to raise objections, and let Evelyn have what else to say.

"In the underground world, especially in the Nida mountain area, there are not many creatures that like to drink the blood wine of cave fishing crabs."

"Considering the level of civilization that at least has the ability to light fires and build camps, there are even fewer possible options. If it's not a troglodyte hunting team, it's a dwarf prospecting team."

Evelyn shook the tin flagon in her hand.

"Judging from the craftsmanship of this jug, it looks more like the work of a dwarf. The troglodytes can't make such an exquisite container."

"What's more, the containers touched by the Lizardmen must be contaminated with a long-lasting stench, which can be easily distinguished."

"So you think the campfire and the flagon were lost by the dwarves?"

Audrey stared into the eyes of the sorceress, and said a guess that also lingered in Joan's mind.

"Is there another possibility? For example, Arnold's team happened to pass by the settlement of the dwarves and bought a tin jug containing crab blood mixed wine from the other party. When they camped last night, they accidentally lost it here."

Evelyn laughed at her doubts, and then showed the silver comb she found with the jug.

"Miss Zion, can you see what this comb is for?"

"What's so strange about combing hair?"

"Actually, it's really not for combing hair."

Evelyn handed the comb to Audrey.

"This is a tool specially used by dwarves to comb their beards. The comb teeth are relatively sparse, and there are inscriptions carved in dwarf characters on the back of the comb."

"If you're careful enough, you might even find two or three burgundy whiskers between the teeth of the comb."

"Your classmate named Arnold, or his companions, is there anyone with such a bright hair color?"

Facing Evelyn's coherent and coherent analysis, Audrey could only admit that what she said was reasonable, and her face was a little embarrassed.

Holden noticed his sister's strange expression, and gave Evelyn an annoyed look.

"You take out this comb earlier, and you can understand what you say, why bother to go around in circles!"

"Sorry, it was indeed my fault."

Evelyn humbly retreated, but the corners of her eyes and brows couldn't hide her complacency, as if she had finally found a chance to vent her anger.

Seeing her subtle expression, Joan had to suspect that the reason why Evelyn didn't make it clear from the beginning was probably because she had been dissatisfied with Audrey's attitude for a long time, and deliberately left doubts to tempt her. Audrey questioned and took advantage of the situation to "slap her in the face".

If Evelyn really calculated it like this, Joan couldn't say that she was wrong, but secretly felt that women's minds were too complicated.

Hailaer is probably the purest of the three girls, and all her thoughts and actions are based on money.

She didn't take what Evelyn said just now, but she was very interested in a seemingly insignificant detail.

"Evelyn, you just said that crab blood mixed wine is very popular in the Underdark, and dwarves are known to be addicted to alcohol. If we intend to sell fresh cave crab plasma, the dwarves will definitely be willing to pay a high price for it. wrong?"

"I am very sure of that."

Evelyn seemed to know a thing or two.

"The blood plasma of the cave fishing crab has a high alcohol content, and it is sealed and stored so that it will not go bad. If it is sold to a dwarf, a pint is worth 20 gold duga at least!"

Hila's eyes lit up suddenly, and he turned to Joan like a whirlwind, and asked impatiently:

"Joan Joan! How much crab blood do we have?"

"Almost thirty pints left, divided into three big bottles, one of which I want to keep as a research material, and I can only sell two bottles at most."

"Two bottles of crab blood can be sold for 400 Gold Duga!"

"Guys, it's a good deal!"

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and chase the dwarf prospecting team!"

Hailaer was gearing up excitedly, hoping to close the deal immediately.

"Sister Cai Fan is right. Anyway, we are not used to drinking spirits. It is useless to keep the crab blood. It is better to sell it to the dwarves to earn some pocket money."

Holden smiled in agreement.

"Let's go then, I hope those bearded guys are not too stingy."

Audrey turned to look at the river beach. The footprints of the dwarves stretched to the northeast and disappeared at the end of the darkness.

"etc!"

Evelyn seemed to suddenly think of something, and her face became extremely nervous.

"We'd better not go after the dwarven prospecting party."

"Why?" Hailar asked in surprise.

"I find... dwarves difficult to deal with, I don't like them."

Evelyn's eyes dodged a little, and her words were intermittent, showing a lack of confidence.

"Evelyn, what's wrong with you?"

Holden approached the sorceress with a puzzled face.

"Not long ago, you were traveling with the dwarves to explore the mine veins. Didn't you get along very well at that time? Why do you say you don't want to deal with the dwarves now?"

"this……"

The sorceress' face turned blue and white, and she was speechless for a while.

When we explored the spider's lair yesterday, we found two dwarf corpses, Evelyn, they are all your companions, right? "

Audrey stared into the eyes of the sorceress and asked.

Evelyn nodded as if being forced, but she didn't dare to meet Her Royal Highness' eyes.

"I took the nameplates from the dwarves' corpses. That is their identification. We should take this opportunity to catch up with the prospecting team and entrust the prospecting team to bring the nameplates of the two victims back to Nidaville, the hometown of the dwarves. hands of their relatives."

Audrey said solemnly.

I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival

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