Vito City Security Agency, Temporary Detention Center.

Luo Wei jerked up from the plank bed, his eyes widened and he took a deep breath.

It wasn't until the gas mixed with an unknown sour, musty, and foul smell poured into his nasal cavity that the intense stimulation brought him back to his senses and woke him up from the nightmare he had just had.

I wasn't flushed down the toilet......

Wait a minute......

Where is this?

It was surrounded by a small room made of heavy stone bricks, with no windows, only a wooden barrel and a broken wooden board used as a bed. There is also a lantern with a dim light, which hangs from an iron hook on the roof.

Who am I? Where am I? Horse what plum?

Luo Wei looked confused, and as soon as he wanted to open his mouth to shout for help, a strong twitch felt in his brain. The discomfort caused him to tilt his mouth and eyes, and he collapsed back onto the bed.

At the same time, a large number of memories poured into the mind. Countless familiar and unfamiliar scenes, faces, voices...... Like a high-speed shot, it flashed in Luo Wei's consciousness.

After a long time, when everything finally stopped, Lowe was deeply aware of one fact.

I crossed the ...... myself

Traveled to a completely unfamiliar world.

Lowe Austin, a twenty-two-year-old in the old neighborhood of Vito. Occupation...... It's hard to describe, anyway, I rely on odd jobs like drawing illustrations for postcards to make a living.

His parents, both archaeologists, died in a ruins collapse accident three years ago. The family left behind an old house, as well as a younger sister who was studying.

"I have a sister and a house, and my parents are dead...... The protagonist of the time-traveling novel is equipped with a standard yes. Lowe couldn't help but mutter.

Then he realized something was wrong.

"This isn't my house either, is it? Where am I now? Cell? ”

Although there is no reference information, this dark, musty, and foul-smelling environment looks like a prison cell no matter how you look at it.

Lowe patted his head. His mind seemed to be filled with something like cotton wool that made his mind sluggish and swollen, and countless fragments flashed through his ears.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally pieced together some information from the fragments of his memory.

After the death of his parents, because of the family's financial constraints, this young man named Lowe Austin gradually became addicted to metaphysics, and as a result, he got into a big disaster......

Although he graduated with good grades from Vito City College with a major in art, it is clear that in this society, art majors are not popular.

He has joined a small studio, worked as a teacher, and sold paintings on the street...... But it is either squeezed, or it makes too little money to sustain.

And on the other hand, my sister, who is still studying, also needs to be supported.

Today, Lowe's family is on the verge of bankruptcy.

A familiar face flashed through Lowe's mind. He has long blond hair, two thick beards, a high nose bridge, and a conspicuous mole on the left side.

"Mr. Lawrence...... Oh, I think I'm in big trouble. ”

The fragments of memory, finally pieced together around Lawrence's face-

Luo Wei got a mystical technique from an unknown book, which is said to be able to reverse fate and make people soar from now on.

Then he found the only person he knew who knew magic, Mr. Lawrence, a former priest, and begged him to help him with the technique.

Because the spell is a completely ancient spell, the two made an appointment to go to the underground drainage system of Vito City and cast the spell in secret.

Luo Wei only remembered that after the operation began, his eyes lit up, followed by loud noises, tremors, and screams...... This is where the memory comes to an abrupt end. Apparently, he lost consciousness at this time.

"Mr. Lawrence won't ......"

Luo Wei had a very bad premonition in his heart. Combined with the situation that he is now in prison...... The former priest is afraid that he has really died.

According to memory, if Mr. Lawrence is really dead, then he is a murderer. And the identity of the other party is a respected former priest...... If you really want to be sentenced, I'm afraid that I will be guilty again!

Lowe doesn't know what the specific law is, but there is a basic common sense in this world: blood for blood, tooth for tooth; Kill to pay for life, pay off debts.

"Shhh...... What a start. ”

Lowe was a little desperate, he was in prison now, and he couldn't do anything. There is also a minor sister at home...... Although it is equivalent to picking it up for nothing, this feeling of having it but losing it makes him quite uncomfortable.

"Gan, why do you believe in such an unreliable spell...... Wait, there's magic in this world? ”

Lowe finally reacted.

But he doesn't have the memory of "the streets are full of magicians". Luo Wei speculated that this may be similar to many movies and television works he has watched, that magic exists in the world, but only a few people can use it. The vast majority of people are completely uninformed Muggles.

This......

You're a Muggle, so you're a Muggle.

It's okay to study the magic of a hairy man!

Playing yourself in prison, what is it? This is irresponsible for myself, and even more irresponsible for my sister!

My sister is very cute in my memory! And at only sixteen and a half years old, it's still the same age as flowers!

"Woo, sister, woo."

Luo Wei looked around, except for an iron door farthest from the bed, and there was not even a hole in the room.

"No, we have to find a way to get out. If you want to be released, you have to find a way to prove your innocence...... Is it possible? ”

Logically, what happened was that he asked Mr. Lawrence to cast a spell, which led to Mr. Lawrence's death......

Even if the "spell" layer is removed, just from a Muggle perspective, it is "two people go to the sewers, and one person dies".

In the face of the facts, it seems that no matter how you explain it, it is not convincing.

Isn't this inexplicable...... Lowe was a little desperate.

"Tsk......"

"Is there a hanging, goldfinger or something?"

"System, invincible luck system!"

"It's okay to give a portable grandfather......"

At this moment, Luo Wei definitely looks like a fool talking nonsense to outsiders.

After a while, Luo Wei, who confirmed that there was no outside assistance, sighed.

"Oh, it's over. Nothing. ”

"I'm tired."

"Send."

"Swing!"

With a mutter, he lay back on the bed, ready to enjoy the last days of his life. By the way, imagine whether you will cross in the next life, and where you will cross.

At this time, outside the quiet cell, there was a sound of heavy footsteps from far to near.

Then came the sound of a key inserting into the lock hole.

Click. Squeak –

The shrill push of the door was accompanied by a bright light on Lowe's face, causing him to sit up again.

In front of him was a figure that couldn't see the shape at all.

"Lowe Austin, come with me to the quarantine room, someone wants to see you."

……

Two minutes later, Luo Wei, dressed in a yellow one-piece prison uniform, sat behind a thick glass wall in the isolation cell.

The glass walls have only a few round holes the size of fingernails, and a window that resembles a bank counter to pass items.

Soon, the opposite door opened.

A tall and thin man in a long black robe, led a little girl in a blue dress who was significantly shorter, walked in.

"Belinda!" Luo Wei subconsciously rushed to the glass.

"Please be seated, Mr. Austin." The man in black interrupted Luo Wei succinctly and forcefully, and took his sister to sit unhurriedly on the two chairs opposite.

Lowe noticed that his sister was holding a book tightly in her arms.

Although there was no expression on her face, the concern in her eyes and the tightly pursed lips let Luo Wei know that something very important would definitely be involved next.

He quickly sat down again, pulling a stool to keep himself as close to the glass wall as possible.

"Mr. Austin, a brief introduction. I'm Vito City Security Department, the leader of the wizarding squad of the Tower, you can call me Evan. ”

The man paused, and without waiting for Luo Wei to speak, he continued: "You can also simply understand that I am a senior police inspector. This time, I will preside over the investigation and handling of the case you are involved in. ”

Lowe nodded, choosing silence.

It was only now that he realized that from the time he woke up, English was used in his surroundings...... This kind of switching and acceptance of language is as natural as breathing. He didn't even notice how he was able to translate everything in his head into English without thinking.

Obviously, in my last life, I was just a scumbag who barely passed the fourth level of English, and the vocabulary reserve started from Abandon to the end of Aboard.

Ahem.

"Before we can meet with the family, we need to make the necessary inquiries about you. You have to answer all the questions that are asked, and it is relevant to your next situation, understand? The man glanced at the girl beside him, or more precisely, at the book that was held tightly.

Lowe nodded again.

"First question, what is your relationship with Father James White Lawrence?"

"Mr. Lawrence was my father's high school classmate." Lowe recalled, cautiously recounting, "I heard from my father that he once wanted Mr. Lawrence to be my godfather, but Mr. Lawrence refused. ”

"So you don't have a good relationship?" The man across from him asked.

"No, sir, we have a very good relationship. In fact, after my father's death, Mr. Lawrence often helped us. I always thought of him as a godfather in my heart. Lowe said truthfully.

At least as far as I can remember, this amiable former priest is like an uncle, worthy of half of his parents.

Hearing him say this, the man turned his head to look at Belinda next to him.

Seeing the little girl nodding vigorously, he was silent for a few seconds before saying, "But according to what we know so far, you murdered Lawrence in the No. 42 sewer tunnel around yesterday afternoon. ”

"I don't have any memory of that time...... But I can tell you about the previous events and speculations. ”

Lowe was extremely sincere, and told the police inspector in front of him about how he had been destitute, looking for a spell, and asking Mr. Lawrence to cast a spell.

He hid almost nothing...... The experience of two lives has taught him that in the face of this kind of thing, he often confesses truthfully in order to have a good end.

What's more, the man sitting opposite him is most likely a wizard, and any tricks may be debunked on the spot.

When he finished speaking, the man opposite nodded: "It is basically the same as the facts we have." There are two questions you need to add, though. ”

"First, how did you know that Mr. Lawrence could use witchcraft?"

"Mr. Lawrence told me when I was a kid, and I've seen him demonstrate it himself." "When I was a kid, Mr. Lawrence came to our house, and Belinda and I were playing with pillows and accidentally broke the vase. ”

"Lowe!" Belinda let out a short shout.

"Oh, no. It's just me playing around. Lowe coughed, "Anyway, the priest saw Bei...... When he saw that I was scared and cried, he used witchcraft to restore the vase and told us that it was a little magic. ”

"That's it."

The man glanced at the red ears of the little girl next to him, didn't ask anything, sat up straight and said seriously: "Second question, where did you get the technique, and what is the specific content?" ”

"I don't know. Exactly, I don't remember. ”

"Don't remember?"

"Yes, I know for sure that I got the spells and spells from a certain book, but I can't remember which book it is." Lowe scratched his head, "As for the specific incantation content...... I couldn't read it at all, so I just copied it down and wrote it down in my diary. ”

……

The man's brow furrowed more and more, and there was a long silence in the isolation room.

Until Belinda quietly tugged on the man's sleeve, and then shook the book in her hand to inquire.

"Oh, I'm done with my question, it's time to visit." The man looked up at Lowe and said, "The case is still pending, so you have to stay here for a while before the trial." ”

He didn't wait for Luo Wei to reply before he stood up, and raised a palm to Belinda beside him: "Five minutes." ”

Belinda nodded obediently.

The man closed the door and left. Belinda raised her hand with a complicated expression, and stuffed the brown cover book that she had been holding in her arms into the object transfer window in front of her.

"Your diary."

Lowe: "?! ”