"Bokaro, do you look at me like this, are you suspicious of me?" Broger looked at the several straight lines on the face of the magic mentor all squeezed around the two circles, looking angry, the magic master frowned, and heard Brog's tone was not good, thinking that he had been a magic tutor in the tenth class of the first grade for more than ten years, and Brog was the same, but Bocalo always couldn't see through Brog, he always had mysteries that could not be solved, and there were countless of them.

After teaching for so many years, Pocaro has a lot of experience in looking at people, but he can't see through this companion who is also the warden of the Imperial Prison and gets along day and night, which makes Pocaro somewhat discouraged, relatively speaking, he still prefers to understand the other two mentors, and it is pure waste to understand Brog.

"The people of the Imperial Ministry of Security are all rice buckets!" Seeing Pokaro's words, Brog squatted down with some effort to carefully examine the attacker's wounds, and said slowly: "The person who shot was very fast, directly pierced this person's neck, and killed him with one blow, but he killed him happily, but the clues left for us were broken because of this, how is Calle doing now?"

Pokaro shook his head slightly and said, "There is no major problem with the body for the time being, but Lin is afraid that ......"

"That's ......" Brogg nodded and got up, not looking at Poccaro's face, turned and left, and when he walked to the door, Brog's words made the magic master's face change slightly.

"Destiny is returned, fate should not be extinguished, I will inform the people of the Ministry of Public Security, you should leave now. ”

The voice fell into Bo Caro's eyes There was no longer Brog's figure, the room was empty, and he suddenly looked cold, glanced at the already cold corpse, and left directly with a shake of his hand, with Brog there, even if he was the first person to arrive at the scene, the people from the Imperial Capital Security Department would not find him first, the headache was the Ministry of Security, after all, the prince of another country in the imperial capital was assassinated, if this matter is not handled well, I am afraid that the two countries will have disputes, and the small country is fine, but Kahler is the prince of the Kotler Empire, one of the three major human empires on the mainland, and his status is noble, so he naturally needs to be valued。

As for Lin, the magic master sighed as he walked, Brog left halfway, and did not feel the power of those two powers, Lin is indeed a genius, but in the face of absolute power, he is also powerless, I think they should find Lin's corpse now, right?

After Pocaro returned to the academy, he was stopped by a volunteer student in the infirmary, hearing the news that Lin Zhen was not dead, Pocaro couldn't help but be stunned, Brog's words were still in his ears, for a while he was actually stunned in place, the student looked at him suddenly in a daze, and it was not easy to speak, just called softly, and after two breaths, Pocaro finally came back to his senses.

"Take me to see it!"

When the two of them arrived, the infirmary was already full of people inside and outside, all of them were the first and second year students, and there were seven or eight noble students who didn't know what the reason was, and they also came here to watch, but they were very interesting, far away, without the slightest intention of approaching, and they were talking to each other in twos and threes, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Glancing, Pokaro spotted a petite figure among them, and after a moment's hesitation, turned and walked towards the figure.

"Jasmine, why are you here, Lord Dean?"

That petite figure was Jasmine, the granddaughter of Dean Brooke, but looking at her expression, Pocaro actually felt a little surprised, she was actually laughing!

But there was a hint of relief in this smile, it seemed that Lin was injured and freed herself, Pocaro didn't know why he felt this way, but he knew that this feeling was absolutely real, although he didn't understand why Jasmine was afraid of this Lin who had just met once, at the gate of the academy, the news that Jasmine left in horror after seeing Lin was true.

On the day Lin started school, Jasmine, who had been rampant on campus, suddenly disappeared, and according to Poccaro's understanding, Jasmine had locked herself in the house for the past few days, refusing to come out, and Lin was injured, she came immediately, and showed a relieved smile, could it be that the two had met before, and Jasmine had suffered Lin's loss, but was afraid of this......

No, it should be said that it is so frightened that Lin has done something to Jasmine? Jasmine rarely goes out of the campus, and even if she does, she is with the dean Brooke, there is a sage level on her side, even if she has seen Lin, if Lin bullies her, I am afraid that the dean who protects her short-term will directly let Lin turn into ashes and give Jasmine her anger.

"Grandpa was summoned into the palace, not long after leaving, Uncle Pokaro, why are you here?" Jasmine put away her smile and looked up to answer the magic master's words, and then sneaked a few more glances in the direction of the infirmary, and her face was a little more anxious.

Others may think that Jasmine is worried about Lin, but Poccaro, who has just seen Jasmine's weird smile, knows that the little female devil in front of her is not worried about Lin's death, but Lin's life, because once Lin survives, I'm afraid she will face a fear that she can't bear at all, so she hopes that Lin will never wake up.

"Jasmine, Lin is the one who was personally selected by the dean. After saying this, Pocaro turned around and entered the infirmary under the leadership of the volunteer students, and the others who said this were shocked and inexplicable, but Jasmine gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, and turned away.

The conversation between the two people was incomprehensible to the aristocratic students around them, but they heard an unbelievable news: the black-haired boy in the tenth class of the first grade was actually a student recruited by Dean Brooke himself!

You know, although Dean Brooke often travels to find qualified students, but from the beginning to the present, I heard that he has found a person, and now this person is the tutor of Class 10 Brog, Brog has spent more than ten years from entering the campus to becoming a tutor, as the only astrologer on the mainland, Brooke has not missed people, some people can't get into the eyes, and others can't get into the heart, so if you want Brooke to take a fancy to it, you need too many things to have, but does that brunette boy meet that standard？

The aristocratic cadets looked puzzled, and so did Pocaro in the infirmary.

"What?" Hearing the words of the priest in front of him, Pocaro looked at Lin who had been wrapped into a rice dumpling, and couldn't help but cry out.

The priest in front of him is one of the highest-ranking in the academy, but what he said just now made Poccaro lose his temper directly, Lin is not dead, although his appearance is destroyed, the external burn area of his body is as high as ninety percent, and the internal organs are displaced and have varying degrees of damage, in this case, Lin actually has a heartbeat, although he is in a coma, but his body has begun to heal automatically, and the speed of recovery is even three points faster than ordinary people.

On the other side of the room was Kahler, the second prince of the Cutler Empire, who fell into a coma after being kicked out of the test field by Lin, and the two people who were also on the field also fell into a coma, but one was seriously injured and almost lost his life, while the other was only slightly injured, if the attack was successful, there would be no two people lying here now, but two corpses.

Glory City, inside the prison.

Brogg sat in his own unique chair, the long whip in his hand kept turning, as if to show the restless and hesitant mood of the whip's owner, when a jailer came to him, whispered two words in his ear, Brogg nodded and slowly sat up straight, and then said in his unique voice: "There must be more than one person on the other side, and now you have to aim to find the clue." ”

"My lord, this should be done by the people of the Imperial Ministry of Security, right?

Brogg looked up at him, shook his head and said: "Do as I say, in addition to intrigue every day, those rice buckets are not as good as a rice bucket in dealing with this kind of thing, they investigate theirs, we investigate our own, and if necessary, just avoid them." ”

"Yes, my lord, let's do it!" After saying that, the jailer left with a few other jailers, and Brog continued to turn the blood-colored whip in his hand, and suddenly smiled coldly and said to the vacant: "It's all here, don't hide, the smell on your body is incompatible with here." ”

The room was still silent for a long time, and Brogg turned his head slightly and continued: "My whip, I will definitely see blood when I make a move, do you want to ask for your own hardship?"

As soon as the voice fell, a chuckle came from the direction that Brogg was looking, and a man with a slender body, sword eyebrows, square face, and hooked nose slowly flashed out of the darkness, and after a few steps forward, he came to the opposite side of Brog, looking at Brogg with a smile on his face, and said nothing.

"Say, what are you doing when the boss of the Ministry of Public Security of the Imperial Capital came to my small prison, according to the procedure, the people from the Ministry of Public Security should escort the prisoners to prison, your boss came here in person, where is this felon?"

The middle-aged man still said with a smile on his face: "You went to the assassination site, I went to the slaughter site, normally speaking, you are right, but I can't hand over the prisoner to you, because what he killed is not from the Ron Empire, and it is purely self-inflicted to arrest him." ”

didn't expect the person on the other side to talk like this, Brog's already lowered head couldn't help but raise it, and he couldn't see any expression on his face, and his tone was naturally very flat.

"You may not know that when Prince Calle Kotler was attacked, someone killed Kotler's embassy in the Ron Empire, a total of fifty-six people, all of whom were killed, and the murderer is still at the door of the embassy. ”

The whip in Brog's hand stopped rolling as the sound fell, but he had already fixed his eyes on the table in front of him.

"Who is this man? This is a provocation and a conspiracy!"

The square-faced man hesitated for a moment, then continued: "His name is Faramir, and as far as I know, he should be a subordinate of the Kotler Empire. ”

After Brogg nodded, he said in his heart: The peaceful period of these three empires has passed for so long, and you must be more careful in times of peace.