Chapter 101 Hunting and Interrogation

In the night, a figure was running quickly in the streets.

In the early hours of the night, these hurried and rapid footsteps were particularly obvious. When some guards patrolling the street intersection heard it, they immediately shouted together.

"You! Stop, what are you doing? If you run away again, I will kill you." The voice was urgent and fast.

Hearing the shouting behind him, the adventurer in hunting attire stopped and instead ran faster.

He quickly jumped onto the low wall on the side, and then approached the city wall, preparing to find a gap and force a breakthrough.

Although Viscount Moreau is a real nobleman, he does not have many guards under his command. Although there are people on duty on the city wall, they are scattered scattered, with only two or three people every 100 meters.

"Catch him!" Seeing the figure leaping up the city wall, anxious shouts came from the streets, and the people on duty on the city wall also reacted and began to gather here.

The iron chain jackets and pieces of armor rubbed against each other as they ran, and some guards began to take out their crossbows and aim at the figure that kept jumping and running in the dark night.

Whoosh——

With several bow sounds, the arrow cut through the air and shot through. The tip of the arrow flashed with a slight blue light, like reflective glass. It suddenly penetrated into the adventurer's right chest, causing him to let out a muffled groan, and then his body Fell down.

"Chase!"

Several sergeants in black speeded up again, jumped over the long arc, and rushed towards the place where the figure fell.

"Yeah!" In the dark alley, the adventurer pulled out the knife in his hand, and a bright and dangerous red light adhered to it. Then, his figure was like lightning, and he rushed back to face the pursuing black sergeants. The demonic sequence has always been so dangerous, whether to others or to oneself.

Dang Dang Dang——

There was a fierce collision in the alley, sparks flashed in the darkness, and then there were several injured groans.

‘Cutting and killing array! ’ During the brief stalemate, another man in black ran out of the alley. He also had epaulettes on his body. He seemed to be an officer.

Under the command of this newly joined officer, several pursuing sergeants immediately changed their bodies, and the sabers of several people simultaneously showed pale magic power, twisting the space in threads, and then chopped them off in an extremely high-speed manner, killing these soldiers. The narrow space is divided into several areas.

Blood suddenly splashed out, staining the walls and ground. The adventurer who had resisted fell down with a look of shock. There were several sharp and neat wounds on his body.

A sergeant stepped forward and checked the body again before turning back.

"Sir, he is already dead." In fact, the sergeant was a little confused. According to the previous form, it was obvious that he could be captured alive, but why did he suddenly use the combined combat technique of 'cutting and killing array' to kill this person? The criminal was killed on the spot.

"Yeah." The young officer looked at it before giving an explanation.

"We've already caught another one of them, so we don't need this one."

Afterwards, the night in the small town returned to calm, and the streets became quieter and quieter. No one dared to show up and run around at will anymore. Even those restless little gangsters know that this is an important moment, and if they don't get it right, they will die.

Inside the castle, the lights are bright. Viscount Moreau is sitting in the lord's hall, surrounded by two rows of fully armored guards. These people are the direct relatives of their family. Only under the protection of these sequence three guards can Viscount Moreau get some benefits. sense of security.

In addition to Viscount Moreau, there are several other people in the hall now. One is Miss Charlene from the Roentgen Chamber of Commerce, one is an official of the imperial military, and there is Kevin kneeling in the center of the hall.

The former captain of the guard was tied with a rope at the moment, and there were still traces of whipping on his body. The red marks, some of which were directly split, still contained dark red scarred blood.

"Useless thing!" Viscount Moruo held the wine glass in his hand firmly, wanting to crush it.

After a while, he calmed down a little and drank the dark red and transparent wine.

"Is this your way of repaying Captain Kevin! With so many subordinates and such tight protection, things have been stolen. It's hard for me not to doubt whether you are colluding with outsiders?"

Viscount Moreau sat on a high throne, looking down at Kevin, the captain of the guard who had failed in his duty.

"I...I'm sorry." Kevin lowered his head and gasped, replying hoarsely, and then lowered his head.

"snort!"

Viscount Moruo looked at this familiar face, and his heart was like a poisonous fire. Fortunately, he trusted this subordinate so much, and in the end, he allowed the thief to steal such a crucial thing.

What made him even more anxious and uncomfortable was that now there were investigators from the imperial military in the city. These people were directly taking orders from the royal family and were not easy to get along with.

If one mistake is made, the existence of the ruins will be exposed, and then no ordinary noble like him will be able to get involved.

Thinking of this, he felt that the fire in his heart became much stronger.

"How is the situation in the city? Have you found anyone suspicious?" After a pause to calm down, the viscount asked the butler beside him.

"Sir, please wait a moment, someone has been contacted just now." The butler bent down and replied.

"Okay, I will reluctantly wait for a while." He closed his eyes and leaned on the throne behind him, and the hall fell into silence.

A few minutes later, a sound of footsteps came from outside, followed immediately by the sound of a slight collision of armor plates.

Viscount Moreau opened his eyes, and a guard came in a hurry to report.

"He's caught, my lord," he breathed.

While reporting, several investigators wearing black cloaks and armor came behind him.

"Lord Viscount Moruo, I found some traces." The investigator immediately stepped aside and asked someone to press an embarrassed adventurer forward. There were still some blood stains and tears on his clothes. It seemed that he had experienced Had a fight.

"Where are the things?" Viscount Moruo didn't care about people's problems, he just wanted to get back that precious magical creation.

"He admitted that he stole the items, but hid them elsewhere." The investigator said the answer he had just received from the interrogation.

"That's right." The adventurer spat, then raised his head and looked at the short old man in front of him.

"You must guarantee my life before I tell you the hiding place."

Hearing such an answer, No Ruo's face turned cold. He did not speak and stared coldly at the adventurer in shabby clothes.

"You are not an ordinary person."

After a while, Viscount Moruo said in a low voice.

"I'm familiar with you guys. If you are an ordinary adventurer, you will never do such a high-risk thing, and you will not know the situation in the castle."

"You should be a thief or assassin trained by an organization to have such courage." Viscount Moreau is not one of those hedonistic aristocrats. He understands these lower-class people in the empire.

"Let me think about it, there are not many organizations with such intelligence capabilities in Longyi Province."

"Except for some profit-seeking and cowardly chambers of commerce, you, the poisonous snakes in the forest, can be so sharp."

Compared to before, Viscount Moruo calmed down now. He leaned back on the chair, crossed his hands in front of him, lifted and pressed them from time to time, analyzing and thinking calmly.

"'Poisonous Water Lizard', 'Blindfolded Man' or 'Fire-Eyed Warbler'? Other small organizations can't afford to support experts like you." He said a few names, and then asked people to check his weapons and belongings. .

Several guards held the adventurer down, and then kept searching and placing things neatly on the ground, including small hooks, ropes, flints, daggers in boots, small magic crystals, and small alchemists that played sounds. Creation, whistle, coins, chalk, knife, wound medicine powder, mosquito repellent spices, clean gauze.

After searching for things, Viscount Moruo slowly glanced over, and then slowly spoke.

"It seems that you are not a poisonous water lizard. You did not bring poison on your body, and you did not commit suicide. Although I can't guess the remaining two, they are easy to deal with."

"Come here, cut off his two hands and give them to the two organizations respectively, so that they can come forward to clarify. Otherwise, his body will be seen hanging on the city gate tower in a week." Viscount Moruo's face was The shadow of his fingers covered the part, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In this era, although disability is not incurable, it requires someone with Angel Sequence 7 or above to take action, and such noble people are basically not accessible to lower-level organizations. In this way, this person's life is considered useless, but compared to his dead companions, maybe he is slightly luckier?

"Ah, no!" After hearing such an order, the held adventurer struggled violently, but the guards beside him held him tightly and prevented him from struggling.

Then, two axes sounded, and a hoarse scream sounded in the hall, and then it fell silent again.

Seeing the man collapsed on the ground, Viscount Moruo asked someone to take him down.

"Let the priest in the city give him a simple treatment so he doesn't die soon."

"Yes, sir." The guard replied with his fists raised, and then dragged the man down.

After handling it, Viscount Noro felt a little relieved, but he was a little irritated when he thought that the things had not been returned to his hands.

"Any other findings? Inspector Pansy." He looked at the experienced soldier in the hall.

This capable soldier watched all this with cold eyes and did not speak until then. "Not yet, but I want you to seal the city for a few more days. Maybe we can get new clues."

"Of course, even if you don't mention it, I will continue to seal the city." Viscount Moruo nodded and asked the butler on the side to give instructions.

Then he looked at the blood on the ground, stood up and prepared to go back to rest.

"Lord Mo Ruo." The investigator called to the viscount.

"What's up?"

"Can you tell me briefly, some key treasure was lost?"

"This is our family's secret. Please stop asking, Mr. Investigator. Perhaps you should focus on another aspect, such as the bugs that light the fire, or the descendants of the red dragon."

After saying that, he turned and left, taking away all the guards in the hall.

"Don't you want to say it..." Looking at the figure gradually disappearing into the shadows, the investigator slowly savored it, and it took a long time before he led his men away from here.

Just like Viscount Moreau said, they should really focus on those bugs. Although the feuding among the nobles seems unpleasant, it is nothing more than a trivial matter compared to the rebellions that have been set off.

Not long after the beginning of the year, riots broke out in Zishan Province, and uprisings also emerged in several surrounding provinces. The nobles of the local fiefs carried out difficult suppression before they could suppress the flames of these uprisings. Soon after, the descendants of the red dragon in the southern region also launched various rebellions. Some of the so-called descendants of the Paskar family were real and some were fake, which made people angry.

For this reason, for the sake of stability in the south, the regent specifically asked the military to set up a search agency. Several powerful and professional search teams patrolled the empire to capture possible Mars, and they were one of them.

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On the other side of the city, the turmoil of the search gradually calmed down, and the sky became dark again.

"Is Miss Mecia here?" Lorraine Hill got up not long ago. He heard Miss Charlene's voice looking for her.

"Yes." She bit the hair tie, looked at the dressing mirror, quickly tied the hair on the back of her head, and then tied it before walking out of the door.

Miss Charlene was still dressed as before, with a braided waistcoat draped over her shoulders and a dark dress. She was decent and yet kept a low profile.

Miss Charlene looked at Lorraine Hill. The blond swordsman was still so cute. "Did you rest last night?"

"Well enough."

"That's good." Miss Charlene pressed her forehead lightly with her finger.

"There will probably be a lot of things going on recently. Why don't we go have breakfast together and I'll talk to you."

"Yeah." Then the two of them walked downstairs.

When they came to a place in the yard, members of the caravan had already prepared breakfast, and Charlene asked someone to bring them two portions.

After simply eating bread, Miss Charlene began to tell what she had seen last night.

"At first, I was called over by Viscount Moreau to check some situations. After all, our Chamber of Commerce is the one who comes in and out of the castle more recently."

"But fortunately, Viscount Moreau didn't doubt us much and quickly focused on other things."

"Kevin is in a worse situation this time. He will probably be punished and locked up for a period of time. But in my opinion, there is no need to worry too much. After all, he is also an old man of the Moruo family and has been serving the Moruo family since his grandfather's generation."

"Although Viscount Moruo is very angry now, he will not kill him because of it."

"But I'm afraid it's not that simple for others. When I stayed there yesterday, I saw an adventurer who was captured. He seemed to be from a certain organization..." Miss Charlene said with lingering fear about last night's events. Condition.

"These nobles, despite their pleasant appearance on weekdays, can become brutal and bloody if they are really offended."

"The recent lockdown will continue for a while. If possible, Mecia should not run around and stay here to avoid attracting attention."

"Thank you, Miss Charlene." Lorraine Hill expressed his thanks, then hesitated for a while before asking.

"Why does Miss Charlene take care of me so much?" In fact, they have not known each other for a long time.

After hearing this, Miss Charlene blinked, looked at Lorraine Hill and laughed again.

"Why? Because I am a businessman."

"Mecia is very unconscious about certain things. How many geniuses do you think there are in the Southern Territory who can reach Sequence 5 before the age of 20?"

"A genius like you, in a few years, will probably become a big shot that I can't reach. And you are so beautiful, maybe one day you will be noticed by a prince and become the mistress of a certain family. "

"So, it's natural to build a good relationship now." Miss Charlene smiled calmly. Over the past few days, she has gradually understood the character of Mecia. If she uses other sweet words to fool her, I am afraid it will only tarnish this heart. A flawless gem.

"Maybe one day in the future, you will become the supporter of a weak woman like me." After saying that, Miss Charlene pressed her chest lightly with her fingers to express her pity and weakness. However, such behavior is really unconvincing.