Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

"I never lied to you from the beginning to the end, but you didn't believe me even if I told you. What can I do?"

"Why are you investigating murders?"

"I want to find out what happened. The dead shouldn't be left in the wilderness without knowing the reason."

"The crows have gone to investigate."

"I don't believe them."

Alyosha lowered his head in thought, his eyes frequently sweeping across the white wolf's face, as if trying to find out the other's true thoughts.

"Okay, then I'll go over and take a look." She finally came to the conclusion.

"Go back, Alyosha, you have helped me a lot, really, thank you." Miss White Wolf said sincerely.

"It's already like this, let's go take a look. I often do business here in the slums, and this matter is really hard to deal with. Besides, if you are asked to look for it alone, let alone whether you know the way or not, there are wolves in this mountain."

"I'm not afraid of wolves. I can find the way by following the map."

"My dear Miss, your tone sounds scary, but I don't think you have suffered any loss. Let's go, let's go. You can find it by following the map until dark. Listen to me, acquaintances are more useful than maps in this place."

"But, aren't you from the city? How do you know the mountain road here?"

"Well..." Alyosha became embarrassed and lowered his voice. "Sometimes the business I do is not very legitimate... I tell you, I am definitely a good person, but I have to make a living. I just have to go to Xishan to get some goods occasionally. It's very complicated to explain. After all, it's normal that you don't understand business matters."

Miss White Wolf blinked in surprise: "Hmm, that's amazing, I didn't expect you to be a businessman."

"Oh, look at what you said." Alyosha tapped the car window with his fingers proudly and grinned. "It's just so-so, just a little bit better than others. I'm just getting by."

Chapter 2023 Ursus Iron Fist 07-31-12 00:02:

Seeing that her persuasion was futile, and considering that it would be much more convenient to have a guide in the wilderness, Miss White Wolf agreed to go with Alyosha.

The latter opened the trunk of the car, quickly took off his coat, put on a dusty black leather jacket, then took out a shiny iron chain and put it in his pocket.

As Alyosha arranged his clothes, he explained, "The decent clothes are for soliciting customers. We are going to walk on the mountain road later, so we need to change into a sturdy coat to make it easier to move."

Actually, I am more curious about what the chain is used for, Miss White Wolf thought, but out of politeness and respect for privacy, she did not ask more questions.

The two of them set off directly after they were ready. Alyosha was indeed familiar with the road conditions nearby. She first took White Wolf through a few shortcuts, and then found a rugged path washed out by rain, which led to the West Mountain.

On the way forward, Alyosha initially controlled her speed, fearing that Farina would not be able to keep up, but she soon found that her worries were unnecessary.

Farina's movements were very steady. As she moved forward on the mountain road, her body seemed to be light. Every step and every leap she took was a way of moving forward that was both energy-saving and efficient. She didn't know how to describe that kind of footwork. It felt like dancing, and she walked ahead easily and leisurely.

"Oh, you run quite fast. You don't look so fragile now." Alyosha couldn't help but say.

"When did you get the illusion that I was weak?"

"In the car, you look like a weak lady from a rich family."

"Can't he be a noble?"

"No, don't think about your nobleman."

"Hey, Alyosha, I see this area is quite desolate. Do you know why the victims came here?"

"Everywhere is desolate in the winter. They seemed to be some small research group in the city, anyway, a civilian team, who went to the mountains to survey the terrain, draw blueprints and so on, but they didn't expect something like this to happen."

"Any other news?"

"That's all, Miss. Even though I'm a local, I haven't been here recently, so I don't know much more than you."

"Don't call me Miss. I'm not."

"But I think you look alike no matter how you look at it."

"Wait a minute." Miss White Wolf suddenly stopped, sniffed gently, then walked through the weeds, climbed the trees, and jumped lightly onto a white boulder with a wide view.

"What great skills!" Alyosha was so surprised that he almost wanted to applaud.

Miss White Wolf made a gesture to keep quiet, then closed her eyes and tried to catch the source of the bloody smell in the breeze. Then, she stood on tiptoe, looked to the side and front, and then looked at Alyosha:

"We should be close to the crime scene. I smell blood. It's very strong."

Alyosha enviously said, "Are all the Lupo people's noses so good? Aren't they natural experts in solving cases?"

"In fact, there are individual differences." White Wolf jumped down from the rock, "Just like not all Ursus people can drink."

"That makes sense. Are we going to be there soon?"

"No, we are downwind. The wind is a bit strong right now, which can carry the smell far away. I estimate that we still have to walk a long mountain road. Anyway, we will definitely reach the scene before dark."

"Let's go then."

Miss White Wolf shook her head and looked seriously at the Ursus who came with her: "Alyosha, I can already find the destination by smell. Thank you, but I still suggest you go back first."

"Hey, you want me to go back now?"

"The main thing is that if we go any further, we might really run into danger."

"Danger... So that's what you're worried about." Alyosha couldn't help but smile, "Miss, let me show you something."

She pulled out a piece of straw-colored linen from her pocket and quickly wrapped it around her right hand. Then she took out the iron chain that the White Wolf had been curious about before and wrapped it around the outside. She clenched her right hand, and a terrifying Ursus iron fist appeared in front of the White Wolf.

Alyosha moved her knuckles, and there was a crackling sound. She casually walked to a dead tree as thick as a bowl, assumed a professional boxing stance, and gently hit the trunk twice with her right fist. The dead tree shook at an imperceptible amplitude with her movements.

However, when it came to the third time, Alyosha's arm exerted force like thunder.

There was a loud bang.

The explosive force directly broke the dead tree, and it crashed into the dead grass, stirring up a large amount of dust.

Alyosha stood in the gray dust, scratching her chin with her thumb, the blue tattoo on her arm faintly visible. After throwing such a punch, she didn't even blush or gasp, but instead exhaled a breath of relief.

Turning his gaze to the White Wolf, Alyosha's face was filled with excitement: "Miss, have you heard of the fists of the Ursus people? I have never lost a fight since I was a child."

Alyosha at this moment reminded Miss White Wolf of her student friend Winter whom she met in Chernobyl. Alyosha gave her the feeling of a larger and more terrifying General Winter.

Miss White Wolf used her fingers to examine the broken tree trunk, secretly sighing at the terrifying brute force talent of the Ursus people. Of course, someone of Alyosha's level could no longer be described simply by brute force.

"Are you good at fighting?" she asked, turning back.

"Not bad, not bad." Alyosha leaned against the broken tree trunk proudly, "I grew up in an orphanage, and it's only with these two fists that I've never been bullied."

"Then let's go together."

"A wise choice, Miss. Although I have long since retired... ahem, no, haha, nothing, let's go."

Alyosha seemed to realize that he was too proud. He covered it up with a cough and pulled his sleeve forward inconspicuously to cover the tattoo on his arm.

However, all the details were silently seen by Miss White Wolf. She did not say anything, but secretly speculated in her heart that Alyosha might have had an experience similar to that of the Mafia.

Because they were worried about encountering the military and police team, the two became more cautious as they moved forward, but until they arrived at the scene, they did not see any trace of the military and police team.

The crime scene was in a flat area halfway up the mountain. When they arrived, the bodies had already been taken away, leaving only bloodstains that spread over nearly a hundred meters and large patches of strange dead grass that had been dyed red.

In the central area of ​​the crime scene, there was still a pool of sticky black and red blood, which had not completely dried up for a whole day and night.

Miss White Wolf half-crouched to check the situation, but the messy footprints of the latecomers undoubtedly made her work more difficult. She stood up a little irritated and frowned: "What's wrong with the military police? I don't think they have any intention of protecting the scene."

"Miss, the crows are not the Dragon Gate police in the movies. No one talks about protecting the scene." Alyosha said.

"This is going to be difficult."

Chapter 2023 Professional Case Handling 08-01-12 00:02:

As Miss White Wolf carefully examined the scene and was extremely distressed, Alyosha suddenly shouted loudly.

"Here, here, Miss, the Integration Movement, look, it's mentioned in the newspaper, ah, I just remembered you told me this, I didn't understand it at that time."

Miss White Wolf carefully avoided the blood, jumped next to Alyosha, and looked at the gray stone in front.

In front of me was an ordinary rock the size of a millstone, half of it embedded in the soil and half exposed. On it were the words "Integration Movement" written crookedly in black ink. Since the rock was dark gray, the writing was not very conspicuous.

Miss White Wolf squatted down and fished out a few broken pens from the weeds under the stone. The ink sacs of the pens had been damaged, and it seemed that they were used to write the words above.

Alyosha said: "I heard that habitual criminals like to leave their names for others to see every time they commit a crime. I think the person who committed the crime this time is a habitual criminal who specifically left this name."

"Not necessarily." Miss White Wolf shook her head. "It seems that they wrote it on the spur of the moment."

"Where did you see it?"

“There are several used pens on the ground. It is unlikely that the murderer would carry pens with him when committing the crime. These pens should belong to the victims, that is, the research group.

“In addition, the handwriting is very rough and written on an inconspicuous stone. It is easy to be overlooked if you are not careful. If you were well prepared and wanted to leave your name from the beginning, it would definitely not be possible.

“So, I speculate that these people must have seen the victim’s pen after committing the crime, and on a whim, they found that this stone could be used to write, so they did so.

"If we analyze the motive... the Reunion is a resistance organization that no longer exists. They may be trying to frame us, or muddy the waters to make it easier for themselves to escape."

Alyosha's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Miss, I would believe you if you said you were a police inspector in Longmen. I often watch police and gangster movies about Longmen, but I never thought that you could be a police officer today."

"Hehe, you're from Ursus, how come you're so familiar with Longmen's jargon?"

"I watched it at the movies."

The influence of Yan Country is truly top-notch in Terra, Miss White Wolf complained in her heart while continuing her investigation.

Since the center of the crime scene was too badly damaged and covered with bloody footprints from military and police officers, she changed her mind and expanded the scope of her inspection to focus on the surrounding areas.

After investigating, she actually discovered something.

In the outer area, she found a group of messy footprints extending deep into the mountains. She bent down, knelt in the dry grass, and examined them carefully, measuring the depth of the footprints with her fingers to speculate on the condition of their owner.

Alyosha didn't understand the details of the matter, so he sat aside, resting his chin on his hand and watching the white wolf busy itself.

Farina's behavior deeply touched her. When she saw the other person wearing decent and clean clothes of a rich person, but kneeling in the dirt and bending over to check without hesitation, the strong contrast filled her heart with great shock and astonishment.

Who is Farina?

Can the eldest daughter of a wealthy family really do this?

noble?

It was even more impossible for the nobles. The shameless nobles were afraid that dust would stick to the corners of their clothes and that the blood on the ground would stain their eyes.

Miss White Wolf stood up, stared at the ground, walked forward a few steps, then stepped back, placed her feet in the air where the footprints were, tested them, then suddenly stopped, turned to check the bloody footprints belonging to the military and police team next to her, and lowered her head to think.

There is no doubt that these messy footprints are 99% likely to belong to the perpetrators. The number is more than imagined, more than fifteen but no more than twenty.

With such a large group of murderers suddenly coming, the team of thirteen civilian researchers probably had no ability to resist, so they were killed in a concentrated area within a hundred meters.

The perpetrators could not have been habitual criminals. They even made a lot of mistakes due to lack of experience. After making sure that their feet were not stained with blood, they fled in the same direction - deep into the mountains.

In the winter in western Ursus, strong dry and cold winds often blow. After two days, those messy footprints will be completely covered by wind and dust, but before they are covered, these footprints are excellent tracking anchor points.

However, the development of things was full of strangeness.

Judging from the bloody footprints on the ground, the military police traced this location after dealing with the body, and they definitely found the murderer's escape route.

These footprints are clues that will disappear quickly with time and should have been grasped firmly, but the people from the military police did not follow the footprints, and the bloody footprints turned back and returned to the scene.

Miss White Wolf was just about to study the motives of the military and police team when suddenly a gust of wind blew, pressing down the dry grass, revealing a dark shadow lying on the grass not far away.

She winked at Alyosha, pretended not to notice, and walked towards the shadow, looking left and right. The shadow was lying in the dry grass and shivering.

Miss White Wolf kicked up a stone and hit the black shadow, who immediately jumped up, waving his hands in front of his face, shouting, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"Who are you?" asked the White Wolf.

The man in front of him was a shifty-looking Wolper, a thin man with gold-rimmed glasses and a stained, well-dressed gray suit.

"I've seen him," Alyosha came over and said, "a reporter from the Uno daily."

"Yes, yes, it's me." After seeing the appearance of the person coming, Wolper immediately relaxed and laughed, "You two look like respectable citizens. I came here to find material for a report. When I heard someone coming here, I thought it was the murderer, so I quickly hid."

Alyosha asked: "You have been following the military police team to interview, why are you here alone?"

The Wolper man glanced at the white wolf quietly: "Hey, the adults in the military and police team have important things to do, so I will stay here for now."

"What's the important matter?" asked Miss White Wolf.

"Well, well..." Walper said with a flattering smile, "I definitely don't know about adults' affairs."

"Aren't you a reporter on the case? How could you not know?"

"There's nothing I can do. I just don't know. If you want to know, go ask the adults yourself, hehe." Wolper pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled like a sticky candy.

"Miss," Alyosha whispered, "When dealing with people like this, you should punch them first and then ask questions."

"Is this...appropriate?" Miss White Wolf asked uncertainly.

"It couldn't be more appropriate. He is a lackey of the Crow, specializing in confusing right and wrong. Give him a punch and see if he still boasts."