It was a small room that only took about ten steps from the doorway to the opposite wall, and the window facing the door was blocked by heavy curtains, making the room look a little dim.

There are simple desks and chairs on the walls, and in the center is a lattice sand that is supposed to be for visitors. There are hardly any decorations in the room, and solitary foliage plants are placed in the corners. The door to the inner room opens through a crack to reveal the desk and the academic books and bookshelves inside.

"So, Cruise François has officially commissioned you to investigate the Warehouse Street robbery?" said a slightly tired middle-aged man's voice from the room inside, "You're still as strange as ever, and you can always get some jobs that ordinary mercenaries can't get." ”

The person who spoke was none other than the owner of the room, Second Class Sergeant Grostide of the Garrison. He hadn't gotten any normal rest for the past few days, and his face was as bad as Curt had seen him that day—the only thing that was a little better was that his dark circles had subsided a little.

Curt, who was sitting across from him, spread his hands a little exaggeratedly: "Who knows what he thinks? At least that's what he told me, and he officially commissioned the management office this morning." Seriously, this 'Wind of the Twelve-Directions' is really as unpredictable as his title. ”

Cruise François began to speak to Curt about the commission last night after O'Rodin provided the footage. He asks Curt to investigate the true identities of the men in black who carried out the Warehouse Street robbery, and to report them to him about their organization.

Although this was a personal commission from Cruise François, as a sign of good faith, he indicated that the Academy would provide technical support for Curt's investigation. At the same time, all departments involved in this investigation will be contacted to facilitate Curt on a certain number of occasions.

So when Curt went to the mercenary management office early this morning to report, the eldest sister threw Cruise Francois's power of attorney in front of him with a puzzled look of "what the hell did you do", and made him feel that Grostide's office explained the commission to him.

"I've seen that projection you mentioned, but I really can't figure out how that Cruise François could be interested in a robbery. Grostide looked at Curt thoughtfully, "Although the academy is willing to help, it will definitely help our investigation." ”

The projection of Aurrodin had been presented to Grostide as evidence on a cover, although he was unaware of the existence of the Eyes of Knowledge. He simply had the feeling that a group of magicians, possibly a heretic organization, had looted the contents of the warehouse for some purpose.

"You see, there are so many mages among the criminals who ransacked the warehouse, even he can't sit idly by. I think it's probably the same as he says, and you can't let the magicians who can unleash high-destructive spells like Burst Fireball go unchecked. ”

Curt waved his hand casually and changed the subject with a haha.

It's not that he wanted to keep it a secret from Grostet, but that Cruise François had explicitly stated that "it is forbidden to sue Grostide about the 'Eyes of Knowledge.'" It was a commission from the employer, and on the basis of professional ethics, it was indeed inconvenient for Curt to tell Sù Grostide part of the information.

In a written notice provided to the garrison by François, it was stated that he, as the administrator of the Catrice Wizards, had the duty to investigate this group of unsolicited illegal wizards. But for many reasons, this work had to be delegated to Curt and let him carry it out on his behalf.

Grostide breathed a sigh of relief and said tiredly, "Although as a security officer, it is against the rules to involve someone like you who should be a civilian group in the investigation...... But personally, I'm grateful for your help at this time. ”

Now he was almost too busy to even borrow the cat's hand, Grostide muttered like a complaint.

Every time Curt saw Grostide during this time, he seemed quite tired, and it was obvious that he hadn't had enough rest in a while. Curt alone knew that there were three incidents he was responsible for investigating, and there seemed to be quite a few other incidents piling up on him.

According to Cruise François, the deterioration in law and order in recent months is not a simple "minor problem". Even Grosted, who was mainly responsible for the heavy dà incident, did not have enough time to rest, so you can imagine how stressful the work of other departments is now.

Curt had not heard of the understaffing of Catrice's garrison in the past, and now that it was encountered, it was likely that someone was deliberately putting pressure on the garrison. These people are not just trying to make up a warehouse for spell equipment.

"Hey, don't talk like I'm going to rob you of your job. The commission I received from Cruise François was simply to find out who they were. As for whether to arrest them or anything else, it's up to you to carry out it. To put it nicely, it doesn't hurt to assist in the search. ”

It's not the first time anyway.

The security forces are usually responsible for all security issues, and civil society is not allowed to get involved. But when a situation arises that they can't solve alone, they will ask various "civil society" groups that they themselves are forbidden to be involved in these incidents to assist in the search.

For some reason, most of the security officers were reluctant to let "civil society" assist in the search. By the time they made the commission, the matter was almost out of control.

Grostide was already more open-minded on this issue, and he did not value the merit and reward he received after the resolution of an incident, but how to solve the incident more quickly. Therefore, regardless of the position of the group to which he belongs, Curt was happy to help him.

"Hey, if I had waited for the official request to 'assist in the search', I would have died of overwork. Grostide said angrily, "That monster was like this last time, if it weren't for the people who 'assisted in the investigation', I don't know how much trouble it would have, and the investigation of these samples, thank you really for that friend...... It's only been so long, and even the toxic neutralizer has been concocted. ”

He gestured to the box that Curt had brought, the contents of which he had seen before. Aside from the fact that the color and smell of the antidote were a bit flattering, the results were pretty good. Once again, he felt that Curt, the "mercenary", was a little incredible.

"Excuse me, Second Sergeant Grostide. ”

Grostide seemed to want to say something, but the door to the room suddenly opened, and a man in the uniform of a junior security officer walked in and said, "Second Sergeant Amon please go to the conference room on the second floor now, there is progress in the case of Mistoni Mountain Daosheng!"

The Mistoni Hill Road is a road that leads from the nearby mountains to the southern seaport. However, Curt has not heard of any cases there recently, and now it seems that the security team has suppressed the news, and Grostide is also one of the people responsible for this matter.

Sure enough, after listening to what the junior security officer said, Grostide suddenly stood up from his seat: "Is there any progress there? I'll go over now." ”

"I'm sorry, Leonster, I have urgent matters to attend to. Then he looked at Curt and said apologetically, "I'll talk to my team member in charge of that incident, and you can go to the scene of the robbery tomorrow at the latest." ”

"It's okay, you go to work, I won't bother you. I'll let you know if there's any progress in my investigation. Curt stood up and said goodbye to Grostide, "Also, if the company to which the warehouse belongs has any clues, please remember to tell me." ”

The purpose of coming to the garrison headquarters today to find Grostide had been achieved, and there was no need for him to stay in this building, which was vulnerable to suspicion in his own identity. After a brief goodbye to Grostide, Curt left the building where the garrison headquarters were located.

Opposite the garrison building is a street park, like a strawberry dotted in the middle of a cake, and a small green park is embedded in a square. Although the sparrows are small, the small park has simple flower beds and playground equipment, and comfortable paths crisscross the park.

After stepping out of the garrison building, Curt headed north from the direction where he could see the buildings standing in the distance, across the palm-sized park, and headed towards the central plaza where the mercenary management office was located. The weather was nice today, but there weren't many people in the small park.

It's not a day off, it's normal for there to be no visitors in the park, and the sound of the driving car on the road and the excessively strong sunlight make people feel subtly uncomfortable. With a rambling stride, Curt walked down the park path, sorting out the information in his head as he sorted out the information in his hand.

Out of the street park is a straight road, but Curt did not hesitate to walk into the side of the path. There are many main roads leading from the garrison building to the central square, but almost every time, Curt chooses to go around the labyrinthine alley for half a day.

He prefers quiet paths to avenues full of smoke and noise from vehicles.

Suddenly, a woman shouted hoarsely from the alley that led to a more secluded place by the side of the path he passed: "So what do you want?

The voice of the voice seemed familiar, and the woman who spoke should be someone she knew. After a moment's pause, Curt turned into the alley that led to the source of the sound.

Some of the problems seem to be impossible to change until death, and he laughs at himself as he walks.

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