Chapter 62: The Three-Pronged Sword Inquiry
"What is this?"
"Two dark wizards. β
"I know...... I mean, why did you catch two dark wizards?"
"They robbed me. β
"Where are you robbed?"
"Outside the school...... I said, why do you have so many questions, can't you just put them in the black prison?" Zheng Qing asked impatiently--the previous battle had consumed a lot of his energy, and he needed to rest very much now-The little white cat in his arms stretched out his paw and patted the wizard's arm, signaling him to calm down.
Zheng Qing sighed deeply.
This is the office of the Trident in Beta.
After the short but fierce battle before, Zheng Qing's drug inexplicably failed - the wizard attributed it to the inferior product and the poor efficacy - and the little white cat had not yet recovered its original state.
Faced with two sturdy, unconscious dark wizards who were tied up, Zheng Qing only hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to hand them over to the Trident Sword instead of the school.
But he clearly underestimated the level of caution and complexity of the process for 'regular law enforcement' in the face of such matters. After handing over the two Dark Wizards to the Trident Sword, he was ushered into the office and began answering all sorts of boring questions.
It's been going on for more than half an hour.
This gradually evaporated the boy's little patience. He thought it would be a simple matter - catch the bad guys, hand them over to the police station, explain the situation and leaveβbut the existence of magic makes many things easier and more complicated.
For example, the Trident staff needed to use some gentle means to make sure the boy wasn't lying, to check that the spells used by the boy during the battle were not in violation, and to use divination to determine the identities of the two dark wizards and send the appropriate investigators to cross-check the scene.
It all takes time.
The three-pronged sword investigator sitting behind the desk glanced at the little white cat in the witch's arms, reached out and pushed the teacup in front of the wizard: "Drink tea, drink tea...... Young people, don't be so impatient. It's all the rules. And just two ordinary dark wizards are not qualified to enter the black prison. β
What a hell of a rule.
Zheng Qing muttered in his heart, picked up the small white porcelain teacup, blew a breath, took a sip of clear tea, and then patiently continued to answer all kinds of boring questions on the opposite questionnaire.
β...... You mentioned earlier that you are a student at the First University, why are you wearing a gray robe?"
"That's a little more low-key in the North End. β
"You say you're a first-year?"
"Jiuyou Academy Astronomy 08-1 class, Zheng Qing, Guan Er Zheng, Sanqing Tianzun's Qing. β
"Hmm...... A first-year student can defeat two dark wizards......?
"I'm a government-funded student, and I've won the Merlin Medal. Zheng Qing replied dryly, unexpectedly finding that he no longer had the uneasiness and embarrassment he had before when he said such a somewhat boastful remark.
"Awesome, awesome...... I remember you said earlier that you defeated these two dark wizards with a talisman gun, do you have a gun license?"
Zheng Qing had never heard of it.
He was pondering how to answer the question when the office door creaked open. A round-faced witch walks in with a large cardboard box and the three-pronged sword logo on her chest.
"This is the stolen goods found in the space bags of the on-site investigators and the two dark wizards, you sign, I'm going to stuff them into the warehouse. The witch slammed the large cardboard box in front of the inquirer.
Zheng Qing noticed a women's gray robe at the top of the cardboard box that he was very familiar with.
"Won't those things be returned to the victim?" he couldn't help but ask.
"According to the regulations, we will confiscate these stolen goods. The round-faced witch patiently turned her head and replied, "...... If a victim makes an application, it can be sent to the owner after confirming that it is correct. β
"Wait, those aren't stolen goods, those are my things!" Zheng Qing saw that the investigator who was looking at the three-pronged sword was about to take away Jiang Yu's talisman, robe, law book and other things, and immediately reminded him.
"Your thing?" the investigator glanced at the robe, then turned his head to look at the wizard next to him, and his tone was a little uncertain, "Women......'s clothes?" Disrespectful and disrespectful. β
Disrespectful!(β―β΅β‘β²)β―(β»ββ»
Zheng Qing almost dropped the teacup in his hand on the investigator's round fat face.
"It's not a big deal...... If you're young, you can understand it. The investigator patted the young public-funded student on the shoulder in the tone of a passer-by: "It's the age of fun." β
"That's not mine, it's hers!" Zheng Qing squeezed out a slightly distorted smile on his face, and raised the little white cat in his hand: "I went to the street with her......"
The investigator of the three-pronged sword glanced quickly at the tail of the little white cat.
The little white cat glared at him fiercely, a threatening whine coming out of its throat.
"Hmm...... Shapeshifting witches?' registered with the Wizards' Alliance?" the investigator quickly regained his usual form, picked up a quill and continued to ask.
"Young people nowadays are really playful. Zheng Qing faintly heard someone whispering something in another corner of the office.
He felt the smile on his face stiffen and stiffen.
"Bang!"
The office door was once again violently pushed open.
The investigator behind the desk was displeased and glanced up at the visitor.
"You can go. A familiar voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears, and he turned his head, it was Andrew, who had dealt with a few times before, and Andrew, the short and fat wizard of the three-pronged sword.
"They haven't finished the interrogation transcript yet. The investigator behind the desk protested loudly.
"There are eyewitnesses who have provided valid testimony to prove their confessions. Andrew, who had just entered the door, didn't talk nonsense and threw a file on his desk.
The investigator took the file, glanced at it, and then looked up at Zheng Qing in surprise.
"In that case," the unhappiness on his fat face quickly dissipated, and he smoothly squeezed out a bright smile, "Then you can go back to school first...... If you think of any other details, feel free to let us know. β
As he spoke, he motioned to the round-faced witch: "Straighten out this classmate's belongings and return them to others...... We can't let the heroes who defeated the Dark Wizards shed blood, sweat and tears, can we...... Hahaha. β
While talking, he also enthusiastically ran out of the desk, rummaged through every piece of confiscated items in the box, and asked Zheng Qing and the little white cat to distinguish one by one - never mentioning the gun license and illegal deformation - and at the end, he also stuffed Zheng Qing with a few distress charms, claiming that he could get the help of the three-pronged sword at any time in case of danger, which was a treatment that every wizard could get.
Zheng Qinghu took a lot of things suspiciously, and left the office of the three-pronged sword in a daze.
Behind him.
It's still that office.
The round-faced witch glanced at the file that Andrew had given to the investigator earlier, and exclaimed in a fussy tone, "It turned out to be a certificate issued by a great wizard...... Are all the current public-funded students so handy?"
"It's not one, it's two. The investigator pointed to a string of slender signatures and a cat's paw at the end of the file, and thought of the casualness of the previous chat, and his face could not hide his uneasiness: "...... You say, will he complain about us?"
"It's hard to say. After all, you're so talkative. β
"Maybe we can send him a pennant in recognition of 'an ardent citizen's contribution to maintaining social harmony'?" the investigator twisted his fingers and walked around behind his desk: "He won't speak ill of us again when he receives the pennant." β