In the wooden-floored hallway of an old building, there is a knock on a wooden door that has shed some paint: "Dangdang......"

"It's coming! Hold on! Inside the door, a woman's voice answered, and then the next second, the door was pushed open from the inside, revealing a gap: "Who are you looking for?" ”

Outside the door are two men in suits, wearing sunglasses, who look like virus cops in a hacker empire. Behind the two of them, there were two staff members carrying suitcases and briefcases.

"Hello! We are a community hospital to enforce Wartime Decree No. 189. A staff member behind the black suit pointed to the female colleague next to him and replied politely with a smile.

The two men in black suits did not speak, but held up their papers, which were almost pasted on the face of the mistress of this house.

The hostess frowned slightly and took a small step back, before opening the number and the badge on it. The identity of the secret police of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who dares to falsify is rare in the territory of Irlanhill.

The woman in the door opened the door helplessly and complained, "Come in...... There is no need to take off your shoes. ”

There were two and a half children in the room, and they turned out to be twins of a man and a woman. The two children looked curiously at the staff who walked in, and curiously looked at the black suits who did not enter the room outside the door, and stood around the door like a door god.

"Mom? What are they here for? The little boy looked up and asked his mother.

"Uh...... Let's check the body, something like that. "Of course the hostess had heard of Decree 189, and now the whole city is talking about it, and since there is no follow-up, no one is too resistant.

It's just that many people don't quite understand what exactly this kind of screening is about. Or rather, for what......

"Click." The female staff skillfully opened the box she carried, revealing the storage equipment inside, and by the way, she took out an object like a fountain pen from it, checked the parts on it, and then showed a smile to the little girl closest to her: "Come on!" Children, it doesn't hurt too much, don't be afraid. ”

She took the palm of the little girl's outstretched hand, and the male staff rubbed a ball of disinfectant cotton balls soaked in alcohol twice on the index finger of the girl's pink little hand.

Then, the female staff pressed the "blood collection pen" like a fountain pen on the girl's fingers, and pressed it gently, the girl felt a little slight pain, and trembled a little timidly.

The female staff didn't raise her head, she gently squeezed it with her hands, squeezed out more blood, and then dripped into a clean test tube, and glanced at the window. Next, the name was marked, a number was written, and it was placed in a box with a shock-absorbing device.

The male staff member next to him lowered his head to record the time and various details, and signed his name.

Then, it was the turn of the little boy to be blood-collected, and the girl pressed the finger that had been collected with a disinfectant cotton pad, and comforted the little boy softly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all, I didn't cry." ”

The girl's brother was also a little nervous, and he handed his hand to the other party, who changed the needle and gave him another time.

The procedure was the same one, and in the end it was the child's mother's turn, who was also pricked, and then squeezed out a blood sample, which was recorded on a file.

"What does your husband do?" If the husband or someone in the family joins the army, there is a special military commendation plaque issued by the government outside the door. If not, it means that no one in this family has joined the army, so the male staff member asked casually.

"My husband died, he died of illness last year." The woman replied with some sadness.

She has a decent job as a teacher in a public kindergarten in the city. Her children also enjoy free and compulsory education in regular schools, and although the family life is not rich, it is not difficult.

Of course, because no one in the family joined the army, and there was no adult labor force, this family was a relatively alternative existence in the eyes of the street administrators.

Today, in Irlanhill, a golden plaque hangs at the door of the first-class family, indicating that there are people in the family who are engaged in important technical work in the factory and are the craftsmen needed by the empire.

The second-class family was a military family, and a black plaque with the Eagle emblem of Iran Hill hung outside the door. This type of family income is very good and relatively stable.

Third-class families are exempted from military service with a plaque that proves that the main labor force in the family is a factory worker who is urgently needed, or a teacher, etc., can be exempted from military service.

The worst are those families who do not have a plaque at the door, which often means that there is no labor force in the family, and the standard of living is often not very high.

Because of this plaque system, the nobles are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the most noble nobles are, of course, the ones with golden plaques hanging at the door of the house.

The least good aristocracy is the one who does not have any plaque at the door - and in general, such aristocrats are often habitual offenders who evade military service.

Usually in this case, they would pay a large fine and then donate a large sum of money to the army, so as to keep the young people of their family so that they would not have to suffer in the army.

Of course, this kind of aristocratic people are generally not very prosperous, and they are basically only children. If it weren't for that, they wouldn't be so resistant to military service, after all, they just need to send a man to join the army, and just find a side branch.

"I'm sorry! Lady. The male staff member closed the notebook and apologized, "After a simple test, you and your children show no signs of turning into magicians. ”

Before the mage awakens, no one can test the mage system in an easy way. This is the reason why magicians can't screen in advance, so Griken's archmage can't confirm in advance whether a person is a magician physique or not.

However, now that the entire Iran Hill has been shrouded in magic, the forbidden demon realm has disappeared, and mortals have begun to transform into magicians, so Ellen Hill has started the magician screening.

It is difficult to find a magician before awakening, but a magician after awakening has a distinctive feature that is very easy to identify: once you start absorbing the magic breath, the blood will seep into the magic breath, emitting a little light blue light.

As long as there is this kind of light, then it is certain that it is a magician. The main purpose of Iran Hill's screening is to determine the number, location, name, and appearance of magicians in his country...... Wait a minute.

Wartime Decree No. 189 was originally drafted with the aim of screening mages who might be collaborating with the enemy in the Empire. However, this later proved to be a completely illogical decision.

First of all, mages are not necessarily traitors, many mages have contributed to Iran Hill, and these people have become more and more influential in the empire, so much so that many high-level decision-makers have changed their views on mages.

Secondly, the part of the people who are still ordinary people may not be staunch supporters of Iran Hill. Some of them were bribed to betray the empire and provide cover and support for the enemy.

Therefore, the secret police of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who finally implemented Wartime Decree No. 189, discovered that whether or not a magician was an enemy had nothing to do with whether he was an enemy or not.

However, the screening work that has already begun cannot be suspended, after all, some people have been screened, and some people have not, which will be even more strange. So, this ridiculous thing has been going on like this.

What made the Ministry of the Interior most depressed was that a few days ago, His Majesty the Emperor issued a statement in which he confessed to all the people of the empire the fact that he had become a magician.

In that speech, His Majesty the Emperor called on all the powers of the world to unite and declare war on the devil and the traitors who had taken refuge in it.

His own emperors have all become magicians, and it would be a bit idiotic and stupid to screen magicians at this time. Therefore, the Ministry of Internal Affairs is tantamount to saying that it has done something wrong, and it is in a hurry at this moment.

As the war expanded, so did the number of spy traitors. The pressure on the Ministry of Internal Affairs was even greater, to the point that even Dines, who was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was irritated.

Spies are often caught and networks are breached. Because Iran Hill's weapons and equipment are getting stronger and stronger, the scale of intelligence spying in this area is getting bigger and bigger, and the investment is getting more and more amazing, and more and more people are naturally sent to death.

……

"Someone!" After the director of the intelligence department left his office, Dean exchanged his secretary and handed the documents to the other party: "Send someone to investigate!" ”

Even if he is no longer willing to expand the scale of arrests, he does not dare to deal with such a major problem of right and wrong. Therefore, people have to be caught no matter what, and what to do can only be done.

"The identities of these dead must be confirmed! The family has to be checked! Catch them all for now! Let's talk about it after screening! When the secretary took the papers, Dean added.

"Catch it again?" The secretary looked at the gloomy Diens and asked subconsciously. He had the impression that he had already arrested a lot of people this month, a lot more than last month......

"I can't help it! Who made this bunch of bastards not afraid of death! Dean gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and hammered them on the table, and vented fiercely: "Catch as many as you want!" Arrest them all! Strict interrogation! Pry their mouths open! I want everyone to know that the family of the traitor is not at peace! ”

"Yes!" The secretary didn't dare to persuade more, bowed his head and agreed, turned around and left Deans's office.