In the basement, which is only illuminated by a dim guiding lamp, Xiao Du pretends to be asleep, thinking about the way out of life.

After only a few hours of coming to the other world, he lost his freedom, which made Xiao Du's enthusiasm for crossing turn into a thousand alpacas.

How do you get out of here? Xiao Du pondered hard.

The sheriff walked into the office and saw his assistant sitting by the iron gate, guarding the mob, and was very satisfied, and asked, "What did they say?" ”

"Nope. They were quiet all the time, as if they knew we were listening. ”

The sheriff thought for a moment and said, "Bring out the prisoner who just went in the afternoon, and I will interrogate him." ”

"Name, place of origin?"

"Sterry S. Duchamp, citizen of the Erebonian Empire." Xiao Du replied with a name that he had already thought of.

The sheriff paused for a moment. He frowned and looked Xiao Du up and down, weighing in his heart how high the probability of this being the truth.

The Erebonian Empire was a hierarchical state, with only two paragraphs of names for commoners, and some of them did not even have a surname. And more than three paragraphs are often the surnames used by those long-established nobles, not to mention the rare word S in the middle.

Sheriff Ding stared at Xiao Du up and down a few times, and finally fixed his gaze on the bare feet, and sneered: "You are the first person I have seen with such a noble name, but barefoot. ”

Xiao Du looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees with his chin: "I'm afraid that in your life, you have never seen a person with a big S in his name, and the old man has lost a lot of blood." ”

The sheriff smiled coldly: "It doesn't matter what it's called, anyway, your crime of defaming the country has been established, and you will be escorted away tomorrow." Ordered the assistant who was taking the record: "Write down his charges and show them to me for signature." ”

Xiao Du Leng paused: "Don't you need me to confirm and sign this record?" ”

The sheriff sneered: "You are a prisoner, why should you be signed?" Illiterate. ”

"You are forging a confession, I don't accept it."

"Oh, that's an interesting argument." Outside the door, a man dressed in formal black walked in, saying as he entered, "On the mainland, only weak countries such as the Republic of Calvard have a weak provision that is confirmed by the prisoner. Mr. Spy, your country did too little homework when it sent you to infiltrate. ”

"What, spy!" Xiao Du, who has not yet escaped from the crime of defaming the country, has 100,000 small golden stars on his head.

At the same time, the sheriff stood up with a smile on his face and bowed: "Your Excellency Kennetz Investigator, you have worked hard, I didn't expect you to come today." ”

The man in black smiled reservedly, which was considered a return gift: "This group of criminals is related to the thug called Manglong, he is an important suspect in this railway bombing case, starting from these people, you may get unexpected clues, so the sooner you take them, the better." What does it matter if you work a little harder for such a serious crime. ”

Glancing at the sun outside the window, which was already setting in the west, the investigator said with regret: "It is obviously impossible to walk today, it is too dangerous to walk at night, so get ready, we will leave tomorrow morning." But," he said, turning to his prey in front of him, he said meaningfully, "it's not a waste of time, and by the way, clean up the big fish that I accidentally encountered." ”

The sheriff hurriedly and respectfully relinquished his seat.

The Kennetz investigator sat down, glanced at the transcript, and held out his index finger to point to the particular name: "Stellar S. Duchamp, there must be something deep about this name, right, Mr. Duchamp?" ”

Xiao Du said calmly: "This is my real name." ”

"Well, regardless of whether you're called that or not, let's start with the question of whether or not you're Calvard's spy."

The inquisitor took out a cigar from his bosom and put it in his mouth, the sheriff hurriedly sent a match, the inquisitor shook his head, did not light a cigarette, put the cigar in his mouth, and suddenly said:

"A good investigator does not need the criminals to tell their own guilty words at all. Mr. Duchamp, let us now talk about the flaws in you. ”

"First of all, Monsieur Duchamp, although you are wearing a tunic that is quite characteristic of the locality, it is a dress peculiar to the local elderly, and it does not match your age. Secondly, although you are barefoot, judging from the skin color of your feet and legs, you must have started barefoot today, people who have been barefoot for a long time will have their toes separated, while people who are used to wearing shoes have their toes together. Again, you are skinny and look like a malnourished, but you don't show any signs of sun exposure. Presumably some kind of laxative medicine that I took temporarily to make me look more like a homeless man. Finally, your accent, although both countries use the continental lingua franca, even if it is the same language, different pronunciation characteristics from place to place, and I don't hear the imperial accent at all in your words. ”

"As a result, from beginning to end, you are going against the role you play, even if you are quite forceful, with your bare hands like this, how can you avoid the demonic beasts that can be seen everywhere and suddenly appear in such a remote countryside?"

After saying this in one breath, Kennetz Investigator stood up, took a slight step forward, and raised his right hand dashingly, "Did you say, Mr. Spy?" ”

Looking at this bullfork posture, Mr. S. Duchamp's jaw dropped to the ground with a bang. He couldn't help but roar in his heart, Nima teased, you have seen too many 100,000 bad jokes, thinking you are Conan! Grandpa just fell from the sky and ran naked.

But who believes this, let alone can't say it.

It took more than 10 seconds for Mr. Spy to break his silence and say to the investigator who was waiting for him to confess: "Even so, now that I have been held in the cellar as a serious offender, what good is it for me to confess?" ”

The Kennetz investigator leaned forward sharply, lowered his voice and tempted: "Pleading guilty at this time will definitely do you more good than harm." First of all, once convicted of defamation of the state, it is punishable by 1 to 3 years in prison. Espionage, on the other hand, is a crime committed between two countries, and according to international law agreements, if it is not confirmed that the spy has stolen or sabotaged the country's intelligence, it can only be deported. Until then, make sure to treat spies well. And spies like you who have just infiltrated but have not yet taken any real action, we can only send them out. ”

Xiao Du's eyes lit up: "So, what about the kindness package that doesn't include ensuring an adequate food supply?" A smile appeared on the Kennetz Investigator's face, and the corners of his mouth pursed a hint of pride and said, "Of course, this is not a problem for our empire. ”

Xiao Du slapped the table and roared angrily: "Then what are you waiting for, Ye is a spy of the Republic, as long as you are full of food and drink, you can say anything." ”