Wine and Gun

Bart Hardy must have known about it, but he didn't stop it... that's actually an interesting attitude.

And Albarino knows what it means to do so.

This means that Slade is likely to go to jail in the face of such overwhelming evidence, and assuming that once he does, Herstal loses his last chance to murder him. The Westland pianist was a great serial killer, but not so great that he could get past the guards of a federal prison.

—He stood before the judge, the clerk, and the jury, laid his hand on the Bible calmly and swore, and began his statement.

Orion Hunter, holding bread dipped in soup, began to remember how he had gotten to where he was now.

In the church's thick old photo album, he saw a little boy who looked especially like Herstal Armalette, and then fell into a desperate journey to "find Will". Even in a small town like this, there are dozens of boys named Will, if not hundreds. What's worse, the old woman in the church can't remember Will's surname, and can only vaguely remember that his father was an electrician.

...But the main source of income for this town is the production of hardwoods. This industry supports many nearby factories. Even if you only count the people who are still living in the town, there are many electricians among them.

But in any case, Mr. Hunter, but looking at the medical report of the hospital, it is inferred that there is an excellent bounty hunter in the hospital of the Angel of Death. After a long search, Hunter is now sitting in the house of a hospitable middle-aged townsman. At his dining table, enjoy the stew and bread with him.

And the hospitable-looking brown bear-like townsman in front of him was the most important clue he found after he started looking for "Will".

"...Seriously, I don't think that electrician was the old comrade you were looking for. My father was also an electrician at the time, and the person you were looking for was a colleague, and I'm pretty sure that electrician didn't look at all. Like the kind that goes back to the army. Isn't your friend a soldier?" "Brown Bear" said vaguely to Hunter as he ate.

In the eyes of these townspeople, the admirable old soldier came to the town to find the past of his good friend, and the kid named Will in the photo looked very much like his good friend, so it was rounded up , that child is likely to be the son of his old comrade-in-arms.

Look, this is the biggest discovery that Hunter has been busy with for so long: the father of the "brown bear" in front of him and Will's father know each other, but the two children are not very familiar, and they were not friends at the time. With the untimely death of "Brown Bear"'s father, Hunter is caught in the current impasse: "Brown Bear" can't remember Will's last name, and he has no impression of someone like Slade in Hunter's description. No.

Hunter pinched the bridge of his nose and asked, "Do you have any clues? Even if I can't find them, I want to investigate as many things as possible... I can hear what they were like when they lived here. It looks good too."

The lie he told was really smooth, and it even sounded plausible from a certain angle.

"I don't really remember the electrician who may be your friend, but I can tell you about his son. When I was in school, I was only one grade younger than him." The townsman smiled. Very creatively said, Hunter just wanted to cheer in his heart, he went around such a big circle just to find out what happened to Armalite.

"I remember the kid's name was William, but everyone called him 'Will'," Brown Bear said slowly as he recalled, "He was a very withdrawn kid, the kind of 'weird kid that most people call him 'Will'. '...I don't like hanging out with us kids, I don't hang out with people, and I don't talk much when I go to school. Of course, my impression is that his father was drinking more often than he was sober, so maybe his father When he's not working, he has to find a way to do odd jobs to support the two of them, so it's inevitable..."

Hunter didn't dare to show a frowning expression, but he really couldn't relate this description to Herstal Armalite. Many people who were familiar with Armalite felt that he had grown like that as soon as he made a sound. Zhang has an angry face.

"But I remember his grades were very good, and he still played the piano in the church choir... It's a pity, the middle school in the town closed ten years ago because of insufficient enrollment, and now the children in the town have to go to high school, Otherwise, you might be able to check the school’s admissions records for that year.”

Hunter also really wanted to sigh, so maybe he didn't think of such a good way to check the school files? But the school in White Oak had been closed for many years, and he couldn't find any information now.

"Brown Bear" smacked his lips and said, "But he didn't go to White Oaks in high school, he and his father left town and didn't know where to move... Let me think about what year it was ...Ah, the year after the St. Anthony's Church murder, 1988."

"Murder?" Hunt couldn't help asking, as a bounty hunter, he was always sensitive to the word "murder."

"Yes, don't think we're just a small town here, but there was a very scary murder case back then. At that time, it was no worse than a case like the Zodiac Killer in our eyes." "Brown Bear" relished Said, obviously it has been so many years, the panic of that year has disappeared, and only a feeling of horror and mystery is left, "I was just in middle school at that time."

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