Roger flipped through the information in his hand.

"You didn't say that before."

Danielle rolled his eyes nonchalantly, "Then what do you want me to say?"

"Tell them, Judd drowned from body cramps while doing something like that with me?"

"That will cause me big trouble."

Roger narrowed his eyes slightly.

"But you are telling the truth now."

In fact, he couldn't even tell whether what the girl was saying was true or not.

"You are different from them."

A faint strangeness flashed in Danielle's eyes.

"Those guys just want to close the case quickly. I know what kind of answers they want to hear, but you are not. If I tell a lie, I am afraid it will make you suspicious."

"I don't want to cause trouble."

"Judd's death was an accident, and I'm sorry."

"Ha ha."

Roger didn't see that the girl had any sorry thoughts about what happened in the room just now.

After carefully inquiring about the specific time and details, after confirming that there was no omission, Roger left Danielle's contact information, and then turned and left.

Before he could go far, fierce fighting came from the room.

Roger frowned. He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a while.

"Judd's death was an accident. That Ellen either drank or smoked, and most of them were accidents. As for the fourth deceased Jonathan."

"Although his method of death seems to be the closest to a spiritual event, the legend about Crystal Lake is full of loopholes. This kind of often seems the most abnormal, but it can't be more normal."

Roger drove away from Daniel's house. Instead of returning to the town, he drove towards the depths of the swamp.

Among the 4 dead, the information about Travis, the second dead, is the least.

He was a black man, living in a black gathering place far from the town center. When the agents of the town center police station went to investigate, Travis's family did not cooperate at all.

It seemed that there was not much reaction to Travis's death. Several negotiations had no results. Travis's death was classified as an accident. After his family signed the document, the case was closed hastily.

Roger is going to Travis's house now.

To be honest, facing this kind of extremely xenophobic small gathering place, he also had a headache, and he didn't even know whether the documents in his hand would work.

The weather in Marsh Town is not bad today. Although the clouds are thicker, at least you can see the sun.

Roger's car drove into the gathering place. He drove very slowly. Along the way, he could clearly feel the gaze of the residents of the gathering place on his foreign vehicle.

After stopping the car, Roger rang the doorbell.

There was the sound of footsteps in the room, and not long after, the indifferent voice of a middle-aged woman came.

"I do not know you."

"People like you are not welcome here!"

Roger took out his credentials and identified himself in accordance with the procedures.

After a while, the door of the room opened, and a middle-aged woman with a chubby figure stood by the door, looking at Roger with a serious look.

After repeated confirmations, Roger was let into the house.

"Anything I can say, I have already said it, what else do you want to ask?"

The attitude of a woman can no longer be described as indifferent.

It felt like Roger's arrival, breaking a certain calm.

Looking quickly across the room, Roger squeezed a smile on his face, "No need to do this, you can just treat this as a conversation between friends."

"Friend?" The middle-aged woman was still sullen.

"correct."

Roger nodded.

"My colleague's daughter and a girl who lives here are very good friends. She came here as a guest more than a week ago."

Roger had heard a few words from Amanda, knowing that Betty lives here, and now he has no other way but to try to make a relationship.

"The girl with red hair?"

The middle-aged woman was stunned, the expression on her face was a little slow. There are very few outsiders here, and even fewer whites.

Betty once took Amanda to wander around. Her iconic red hair has left an impression on many people.

"You remember her."

Roger's eyes lit up.

"That friend of hers is Betty, do you know?"

"Betty?"

Hearing this name, the expression on the middle-aged woman's face suddenly changed, and the frost on her face instantly disintegrated.

"Are you her friends?"

When Roger called out Betty's name, the woman's attitude changed drastically.

"So I said this was just a conversation between friends."

Roger hits a snake with a stick.

"There is nothing to investigate about Travis. The Prophet has revealed to me that Travis has returned to the embrace of God."

"This is his best home."

Speaking of her son's death, the middle-aged woman even smiled.

This weird state shocked Roger.

There was a picture hanging on the wall near the living room. Roger picked up the picture and exclaimed, "What a handsome boy."

The woman nodded, "Travis has always been very good, whether it is grades or other aspects, that's why he was selected."

There was no trace of sadness in her tone, and Roger didn't even know what tone he should continue to talk with.

"Think about it now. Before Travis died, he must have received some revelation. For a while, he seemed to become very excited and a little nervous."

The middle-aged woman said suddenly.

"When did that happen?" Roger asked.

"It's been a while, shortly before his death, I thought he was the reason for having a girlfriend."

The woman laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's really superficial to think about it now, he should have been summoned."

"He had a girlfriend?"

The middle-aged woman nodded.

"A girl named Danielle."

"I also peeked at his phone to find out."

"Danielle?"

Roger was taken aback for a moment.

"When is that?"

The middle-aged woman looked confused.

"A month ago."

Roger quickly calculated the time.

"At that time, Judd hadn't died yet~lightnovelpub.net~ If it wasn't the same name, then this Danielle was on two boats at the time!"

Roger had a headache.

"Is this really an ordinary accident, or love killing?"

But looking at the weird expression on the face of the opposite woman, Roger couldn't even tell whether the woman was insane or was really so calm about his son's death.

"This Danielle really has a problem."

At this point, Roger didn't even know whether he should continue, he still remembered the words Henrik had told him.

"We are demon hunters, not police."

Rubbed his forehead.

"Continue to investigate, maybe there is still an unknown truth hidden in this."

Roger sighed. If it ended in a hurry, the hunter guild's mission would probably not be completed.