"Mr. Moore, is Mr. Coleman here?"

Qian Qiao still remembered the person who killed the student of the Magic Academy earlier, and now that person must have run away, she must find Mr. Coleman as soon as possible to report the matter.

After getting along in the past few months, Qian Qiao already knows very well how unreliable the Mr. Moore in front of her is, and it is safer to find Mr. Coleman for this kind of thing.

"Oh, he's on the first floor of the hotel, you can go find him yourself~"

Although Rudy Moore didn't understand why this little girl was looking for the old fox as soon as she came up, she saw that the other party's expression was so serious, so she didn't ask much, and directly pointed to the tall building of the magic academy not far behind her.

"Thank you, Mr. Moore..."

After thanking the other party, Qian Qiao quickened his pace and ran towards the hotel, while Noctis Dewey, who was one step behind, wanted to follow, but was stopped by Rudy Moore.

Although Noctis Dewey was unwilling, he could only give up Qianqiao's side first, and maintained his own personality to talk to Mr. Moore.

"Mr. Coleman, I have something to say to you..."

After entering the hotel, Qianqiao found Mr. Coleman very smoothly and highlighted what happened in the White House.

"Before today, the number of students coming out of the secret realm was zero..."

Listening to Qianqiao's report, Evan Coleman frowned, although there are many dangers in the secret realm, and death is the norm in both the cultivation realm and the magic realm, but the loss of dozens of students at once is still a bit heart-wrenching.

“......”

Qianqiao thought that she was not a virgin, but when she heard Mr. Coleman's words, she felt very uncomfortable.

The oldest of the students of the Academy of Magic was only in their twenties, let alone the youngest, and such a fresh life disappeared like this, and Qian Qiao only had a real sense of this other world at this moment.

"You go back and have a good rest, and leave this matter to our adults..."

Seeing that Qianqiao was silent, Evan Coleman patted the girl's little head and comforted softly.

"Well, trouble Mr. Coleman..."

Qian Qian also knew that thinking about this now would not change anything, so she nodded and turned to go out.

She originally wanted to inform the school of the murderer she had seen, but she didn't expect that there would be a video recording function on the original college medal.

And this function is only triggered before the student dies, so I think this is not the first time that the Academy of Magic has encountered this kind of thing, but I don't know who made this medal.

"I hope everything goes well with Ah Jun and Mr. Leng..."

Thinking of the medal, Qian Qiao thought of Nangong Jun and Mr. Leng, who had been away for several months, and didn't know when they would come back.

*

"May I ask where you got the inspiration for the book "Demon Dragon Spirit" in the first place?"

In the private room of the restaurant, which is simply decorated, a man in black with an ordinary appearance is interviewing a young man with a slightly chubby body, who is the author of "The Demon Dragon Spirit".

"Hehe, you may not believe it when you say it, I don't know what's going on during that time, I always repeat a dream, and a person named Leng Yan will always appear in the dream, and I have seen a lot of things about him as a bystander~"

The slightly chubby young man smiled a little shyly and said, he didn't expect that he would become popular because of this dream.

"So you just recorded the dream?"

Although the man in black interviewed looked ordinary, his deep and magnetic voice was very distinctive, yes, this person was a cold face after disguise.