'He just came here for food and nothing else. He didn't strike me as someone who would randomly kill someone.'
'So, you allowed a killer in your pub? Why didn't you inform the authorities?'
'It's not like he came in with his gun pointed at me. He just wanted food, and I served him food.'
'You do understand that you're a suspect in this too, right?'
'If I'm a suspect for doing my job, then I'll serve as many years as you want me to. I have nothing but this place to lose.'
Erling notices the pub owner being questioned and goes to assess the issue.
'What's the problem here?'
'Oh sir, the perpetrator was reported to be eating here before he killed those men.'
'Is that so? What does he look like?'
'He's definitely not from here. He has this weird sense of fashion and humor. You wouldn't miss him; he sticks out like a sore thumb. He's pretty young too, with a certain hat.'
'Did he say anything that might lead us to know why he's here or his whereabouts?'
