There were two more officers with tasers in the interrogation room today, and in the middle was the grizzled magician. Prancy, who had been dug up from the dining table by helicopter earlier from Shield City, immediately recognized the arsonist's identity as the Bilunar Church when he saw the wand, and such a sophisticated appearance was certainly not something that ordinary people in the Elta Magical Association could have.

The wind swept away a box of Yangzhou fried rice, and Prancys, who was amazed by the Tieguanyin of a certain police officer on duty, asked the police officer to give him the wand of the Double Moon Magician. Well...... On the one hand, I sighed that Prancy, you kid learned to use chopsticks and drink tea so quickly, and he chose the right time to eat and was thick-skinned. Forget it, I'll send you the evidence and the magician's other magic pink crests and the like. Looking at Prancy, who was still holding a teacup, the police officer comrade silently felt that there was no need to be afraid of whether he was firm in his thoughts, this tea drinker was already addicted, and he would not be afraid of rebellion if he had tea in his hand in the future.

When physical evidence is in hand, it is not difficult to obtain human evidence. No matter how strong a magician without a wand and magic powder is, he is just a scumbag, and the tightly bound arsonist knows that there are two other guys with magical traps next to him. The moment he was hooked by the electrodes, he didn't have time to react at all, and his muscles were directly numbed because of the high current. Of course, the wand was gone.

Without any amulet, the magician's strength against interrogation is naturally far inferior to others, even if he has received considerable physical training, but psychologically he is still unprepared. Without a few detours, the officer made two gestures with the yellow taser gun, and the arsonist recruited everything.

The transcript was written so that the hands of the seed trainees were straight and sour. From the dispatch order of the Bimonthly Church to how to connect with the thieves, to how to become a latent worker in the new area, to how to squat and send back information, what information was sent, how to draw a map for the thieves to how to set fires, all talked like beans poured into a bamboo tube for most of the night.

When these contents were translated page by page, the new district knew how inconspicuous it was to be stuck in the behemoth of the new district! Even the leaders in charge of the police came to cordon off the interrogation room, and only a copy of the materials and recordings written from here tonight can be left, and no more extraneous branches can be made! Everyone is also required to sign an additional non-disclosure agreement on the spot!

The lethality of this material is so great that it is basically a gift that Wattaf left for the new district before leaving. Of course, Wattaf will not send only one dead man, and those who are unknown to the new district and the arsonist may not have acted yet, or may have returned in vain. For example, the magician who had poisoned the water source had already arrived at the lake half a month ago, but all his poisoning was stopped by the sedimentation tank of the waterworks, and there were also lurking people who had been researching how to imitate the coins of the new area. Even if it hasn't been exposed, the twelve-minded new district police have already determined that the nails of the other Bilunar churches exist.

From another point of view, this material could almost lead the new district to launch a direct attack on the Church of the Two Moons or Lancas. This blatant kidnapping of votes is akin to State terrorism in the eyes of modern people. If all of these materials were published under the local sun, I am afraid that the majority of the people would be in favor of an outright war against the Bilunar Church.

At present, the country is still tight, and the Northern Independence Alliance and Britain, which are still in the process of self-purification, still do not take on the important role of the core of all parties, and for a while, the country of the black flag that was once knocked to the ground, the immortal ghost has once again gathered in the cracks of Eurasia from all corners of the scattered world. How much power does it take to deal with the country of a thousand islands, which is 5,000 kilometers away in Hirzi, Elta, to cross the ocean? Those who shout to use force to the end will not understand the price and cost of picking up a knife and a gun.

However, this breath also has to come out. The arsonist who prayed to spare his life and even released him back to Lancas was able to get his wish. This is thanks to the fact that he provided the address of the Bilunar Church in Hilzi. The new area happens to have a map of Hirzi and a color photo of Elta thanks to the satellite launched by the Long March 6.

The arsonist, who had survived a night and still hadn't figured out what was going on, had just drunk the paste made of compressed dry food, and secretly wondered if the interrogation room was empty, and whether this group of people who were discussing outside with a solemn expression had already given in to the greatness of the Church of the Two Moons and Lancas, and were going to send him back? Of course, it was not for nothing that he was afraid to think about how to be executed, but he was overly optimistic that it was unlikely.

"Don't take yourself too seriously, boys." The leaders in charge of the police violated the regulations and trampled the cigarette butts of Zhonghua Tobacco under their feet, and the people of the police system and the military stayed up all night without sleeping, not because they were worried about how to deal with these two groups of miscellaneous pieces left in the past, but because they looked to tomorrow, where should the new district go?

On the first day of the new year, the ground is unusually cold before the sun rises. The arsonist who was escorted out of the interrogation room found that his clothes had not been returned at all, and he was coldly loaded onto the helicopter bound for the portal base. Yes, the new district really wants to return him to the Bimoon Church in the fastest way possible, definitely fast enough, absolutely exciting.

"Are you sure it's really okay to play with this moth on the wing?" On Elta's side of the portal base, an engineer is fitting a new round steel sleeve under the winged steel sleeve of the Thunder II laser glide bomb.

"Hey, you just fly, this thing is lighter than a bomb, what are you afraid of? Your wingman has to follow the target, then it hurts, and you can't miss it. The Engineer was still hammering at the disobedient steel sleeve.

It turned out that the diameter of the Thunder II was only forty centimeters, and it couldn't fit a person at all. By the way, this time I want to send the arsonist children back to the church of the Double Moon Church in a high-speed and convenient manner in front of everyone's eyes, and give them a gentle little warning.

If the church is located in a suburb where there are no houses next to it, then you can directly tie a person under the bomb with a warhead, so as not to get up in the middle of the night and get tired and tired, and tie a few bundles of duct tape to the ground crew! The engineer thought indignantly as he welded the shell.

Of course, anyone who knows a little bit about aviation knows that the cold, low pressure, and high-speed flying winds can take the life of this magician in less than five minutes, but who cares about this? As long as the corpse can be sent to the Twin Moon Church in Hilqi relatively intact, so that they can take a good look at what the funny trick will be, won't it be done? It's also free of charge, which is really a conscience.

If the big guys on the main island of Lankas still know how to "make a lot of money in silence", it will still be too late.