Congratulations on Your Arrest

  Chapter 342 Work-study X Fugitive (big chapter)

  【Turn the tide! The mysterious strong man behind the bat mask! 】

  【Surprise! The three major organizations, the Student Union, Brotherhood, and Mithril Association, conducted a comprehensive investigation. Which organization did the savior of the school belong to yesterday? 】

  【Thousands of calls! Thousands of people seek the true identity of the bat masked person]

  【Exposure! According to reliable sources, the figure in the bat mask is suspected to be a woman, with a beautiful face! 】

  【Beauty saves the hero, love at a glance! The first name that President Gaia called out after waking up was]

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After finishing the morning training, Higashinohara was eating breakfast in the star-rated cafeteria of Stafford Private Great Sword Academy. He chose cheese bacon, beef steak and fried egg pancakes as the Romans did. Coffee is of course a must. less preference.

  Taking advantage of the gap between eating breakfast, Higashinohara, who was fiddling with his mobile phone, was thinking about how to hunt for source points and attribute points.

  Inadvertently, he remembered the Stafford campus network forum mentioned by Senior Sister Fanny yesterday, so he opened it and took a look, and the scene above was imprinted in his eyes

  Gossip is indeed a commonality of human beings.

  Higashi Nohara thought that the most outstanding human ability academy in the United States of Targos, such as Stafford Private Great Sword Academy, should be full of academic discussions, theoretical research, experience sharing and other things on the forum.

   Unexpectedly, after opening it, almost the entire forum was discussing him wearing a bat mask yesterday.

  Some popular posts have over a hundred replies, and they are still superimposed on top of each other. After several pages, all the students in Stafford are discussing with unprecedented enthusiasm.

   Am I being too loud?

   Higashinohara's face suddenly became weird, and he scratched the center of his eyebrows.

  Actually, it’s not that he is high-profile, it’s mainly because of the “simple folk customs” here in the United States of Targos.

  Except for terrorists robbing banks, hardly anyone wears a mask

  The black bat mask on Higashinohara's face is like a pair of extreme black silk, which tickles everyone's heart and is full of eagerness to explore.

   While eating and browsing the forum with his head down, Higashinohara suddenly felt three people approaching not far in front of him.

   Two men and one woman, wearing a very chic bird badge on the chest of their well-tailored school uniforms.

  The other party was not directed at Higashino, but stopped at the dining table of two couples who were having breakfast and feeding each other not far away, and took out the notebook to inquire about something.

   Higashino originally thought he was a discipline committee member.

   It turns out not to be.

  The Disciplinary Committee of Stafford Private Great Sword Academy probably doesn't care about the intimate behavior of "feeding", unless the two people feed in a different way in public.

   "Hello, classmate, I'm Molly, the head of the psychological counseling department of the student union."

  The girl has blond hair, fair skin, facial features, and a very friendly and contagious smile. She passed the couple and stopped not far from Higashinohara.

   "Ah, hello." Higashinohara nodded.

"Don't be nervous, we are just conducting a routine questionnaire survey to assess the psychological trauma of the students after yesterday's incident." Molly smiled and put a questionnaire in front of Higashinohara, "About your personal subjective thoughts and For psychological changes, you only need to truthfully check the answers to the questions, and you can skip temporarily if you are not sure."

   "Is that so? Okay."

  Higashi Nohara was kind and kind, took the carbon pen handed over by a boy next to him and made a few strokes, and quickly completed the questionnaire.

"Is this okay?"

   "Okay, thanks for your cooperation."

"You're welcome."

   After finishing speaking, Higashinohara suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, excuse me, I would like to ask if the school has any outside work."

  When he was in Takehara Minami Private Academy in Wano Country, Higashinohara chose to work as a social discipline committee member in the student union for a part-time work-study program—similar to older volunteers holding small red flags on the street to maintain order.

  But if it is in the "pure folk customs" of the capital of the United States of Tagos, Maizi Mansion.

  If Stafford Private Great Sword Academy has similar social activities and work, it is a good reasonable and formal channel for hunting attribute points and source points, and it can also rush to the scene of the crime as soon as possible through the other party's information and intelligence network.

After Molly put away the questionnaire, she heard the words and glanced at Dao Higashino, "Do you work in the field? Most of the training in our academy is on campus, but there is an executive team in the Mithril Society that will be invited to participate in some off-campus social activities from time to time. Activity."

   "Will Mithril meet?" Higashinohara had a thoughtful expression on his face, and silently wrote down the name.

  Three members of the student union looked at Higashinohara's serious look, and a boy couldn't help laughing, and quickly suppressed it, looking at Higashinohara with a strange expression.

   Higashinohara looked at several people in surprise.

  Molly couldn't help but smile and said, "You should be a newcomer who hasn't joined the club student organization yet, right?"

   "Nope."

   Higashinohara nodded, "I'm an exchange student from Wano Country, and I just went through the admission procedures yesterday."

   "That's no wonder."

  Molly explained with a smile, "In addition to interest clubs in our academy, there are only three official student organizations: 'Student Union', 'Brotherhood' and 'Mithril Society'."

Speaking of this, Molly paused and said, "But the three organizations are not so easy to advance. They are all gathering places for the elites of the academy, and the executive team of the Mithril Club is the elite of the elites. If you want to enter the Mithril Society, I'm afraid you have to work hard."

   After finishing speaking, Molly didn't stop, and they still had to take advantage of breakfast time to complete the post-war psychological trauma questionnaire.

   I have to say that Stafford is quite humane.

  During the morning training this morning, Higashinohara saw that everything in the academy was as usual. At that time, he really thought that the students here had a big heart that put life and death aside.

   But the executive team of the Mithril Society?

   It sounds similar to the Trinity Church in Zhuyuannan, when some large-scale activities need young and energetic ability users, they will cooperate with the academy.

  The organizer of the event can spend less money, and the school can also take this opportunity to show the "muscle" of the school to all walks of life and increase its popularity. It can be said to be a win-win situation for both parties.

  If Higashinohara can join the executive team of the Mithril Society, maybe an event encounters a terrorist attack, and he can use the strength of his colleagues to obtain attribute points without wearing a mask.

  It's pretty beautiful when you think about it.

And now that you have come to this elite academy, the academy is full of elites, the student council president Gaia Solomon you met yesterday at the entrance of the gymnasium is even a young seventh-level absolute ability user .

   Higashinohara's current normal attributes are converted, and the real strength is about to fluctuate around the seventh level.

The Takehara Minami Private Academy in Wano Country may be an astonishingly excellent near-monster. After all, the strongest person recognized in this exchange program as the "King of Forces" Shibo Yu is only a fifth-level power user—so he He also firmly believes that he is the "Savior of Heaven" in the future of Wano Country.

   It can be placed in the environment of Stafford Private Great Sword Academy, where monsters are everywhere.

   Higashinohara felt that even if he showed his normal strength, he was at best good enough.

  Of course, the premise is that when he is not wearing a mask, he will not show the relatively highly recognizable abilities that he used in Wano Country, and turn on the transformation of "Doomsday Apocalypse".

  Under this premise, Higashinohara felt that he might try to rely on his true identity to reverberate some names in Stafford Private Academy.

   It will be easier to do things in the future.

  Mu Xiu Yu Lin Feng will destroy this kind of words.

  In a place where everyone is keen to show themselves, such as Stafford Private Great Sword, the top academy in Tagos,

   I am afraid that it needs to be viewed dialectically.

   While in Higashinohara, he was thinking about how to avoid the risk of exposure through formal channels to maximize his own benefits and the feasibility of joining the academy club organization.

  North of Meiji Mansion, King's District.

  The black mansion of the Judgment Department in Targos is surrounded by an empty green lawn.

  In fact, the adjudication department does not allow any high-rise buildings around when selecting the site of the official residence in any country. Even if there are, they will be ordered to be demolished within a time limit by the municipal department on the grounds of affecting public order.

  In the early morning, the looming black buildings in a white mist are like monsters lurking under the sea, and the obsidian-built exterior walls are full of a gloomy and terrifying visual perception.

At the very least, when Fanny walked into this building last night, she, who had been cooperating with the investigation on behalf of Phoenix Academy Kaguya and Shiboqiong, felt a wave of retreat in her heart. It was so free and easy and natural, and even a little regretful.

  Why do you want to pretend to be a hero with a swollen face?

   Fanny, Fanny.

  You are already a mature girl.

  Your dream is to pay off your car loan and save enough for a down payment on an apartment in a coastal city.

   It's not about being some kind of **** hero locked up in this dark dungeon and belching muddleheadedly.

  That's right, Fanny was imprisoned in the dungeon of the Judiciary's mansion.

  Those of the Black Robe Executive Team,

  Cooperate with the investigation,

   As a result, when they arrived at the official residence of the Adjudicator, they threw them all into the dungeon.

   So far, no one has been seen.

  Fanny wanted to cooperate and explain all the information she had inquired in the academy over the years.

  Even the headmaster Lao Jifuting went to the red-light district to drink flowers and wine on weekends.

   Something is wrong!

   This is very wrong!

  Fanny recalled all kinds of dark legends in the Judgment Department, and she crouched in the corner and shivered for a while, and once again cursed herself in her heart for being a hero.

  If I can do it all over again.

   Squeak—!

   At this moment, the door of the confinement room where she was held was suddenly opened, and after a while, light came in from outside the door.

Immediately, Fanny turned over from the cold floor and got up, jumping up like "the master Qingtian is the master of the people" in the film and television drama, and rushed forward, afraid that the door would be "slapped" closed for her if she was a step too late. .

   "Cooperate with me! Captain, I will cooperate with everything!" Fanny said loudly.

   Outside the door was the captain of the black-robed execution team from last night, and he glanced indifferently at the fawning red-haired girl in the confinement room.

  Objectively speaking, Fanny's appearance is still very good, she is beautiful and smooth, and belongs to the category of a beautiful girl that can be seen in any country's aesthetics.

   But thinking of the big man who came to Beijing, the captain of the black-robed executive team quickly withdrew his scrutiny, and said lightly:

   "Come out with me."

   "Ah, have I been released?" Fanny was overjoyed.

  The other party didn't answer, and Fanny, who was following behind, felt uneasy.

  But after the two came to the elevator, the captain of the execution team pressed the "↓" button.

  Fanny's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

  She was thrown into the first basement when she came in last night, and now she is going to the second basement. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a development to let her out.

  She looked at the back of the head of the captain of the executive team in front of her, and thought of the probability of her punching down and knocking the opponent out of the Judgment Department.

   Immediately drooped his head in frustration.

   Except for Wano Country’s official residence of the Judgment Division, which was killed by people, there is no other country that has had problems with the black and gloomy Judiciary’s residence, which represents absolute power and deterrence.

   Maybe one day in the future, the official residence of the Tribunal of the United States of Targos will be killed,

   But that person is obviously not me.

  On the descending elevator, Fanny sighed.

   Soon, the elevator stopped on the second basement floor, the door was opened with a ding, and the bright corridor lights were in front of him, and the leader of the executive team walked out without saying a word.

  Fanny was reluctant, but she could only follow along.

  However, unexpectedly.

  After reaching the second basement floor, the other party did not detain him again, but instead brought him into a brightly lit interrogation room.

  In the interrogation room sat a middle-aged man with a beard. He leaned back slightly on the chair, with a document in his hanging right hand and gently patted the leg of the chair, with a bored smile on his face.

   It’s better if it’s not a confinement room.

  Fannie was afraid that the other party would lock her up without asking any questions, and when the time came when she needed to be beheaded, she would be dragged there to make up for it, so there was nowhere to cry.

But when she entered the door, out of the corner of Fanny's eye, she saw a tall and slender woman at the end of the corridor where she had just arrived, wearing a white velvet veil and a black veil on her face, she didn't look like her The same people who were arrested.

   Before he had time to look more, the Fanny walked in.

  As soon as he entered the door, the middle-aged man sitting there looked up at her, stopped slapping his hands, and said to her with a gentle smile:

   "It's Miss Fanny Nancy, right?"

   This was the first time someone smiled at her since she entered the dark dungeon of the Judgment Department. Compared with the captain with Sima's face, she was much better.

  Fanny suddenly had the feeling of seeing a light in the darkness, and hurriedly trot to the interrogation table, bent down and bowed flatteringly, "You are too kind, just call me Fanny.

  The middle-aged man chuckled, and said indifferently, "Okay, Fanny, please sit down. I am the judge Mishus under the command of the Second Arbiter."

   "It turns out to be Lord Judge Metheus."

  Fanny was sitting upright, with a sincere and fearful expression on her face, "Oh, what an embarrassment, you are so busy and come to investigate in person, don't worry, I will cooperate! Absolutely cooperate! I must know everything and say everything."

  When she said this, she patted her heavy chest and vowed, profoundly showing the awareness of good people under a world government.

   "Just cooperate."

   "Can we start then?"

"sure."

  Judge Mishus looked at the flattering woman in front of him with a smile, raised the document in his hand with a half-smile, put it on the interrogation table and pushed it over.

   "Just sign below."

   "Signature?"

  Fanny was stunned for a moment, what about the investigation?

  When she took the document carefully and read it word by word, her face turned pale, and her breathing became short of breath.

This document is a "self-surrender plea", which voluntarily explained how an inexperienced girl was brainwashed by the forces of the Dawn Rebels and became an intelligence officer of the rebels to contact many upper-level people in the United States of Targos. And explained in detail a list of people involved in the Meiji Mansion.

   Don’t mention the names of those powerful members of parliament, she only saw them on TV—but in this confession, she became their contact with the Dawn Rebels.

  The flattering smile on Fanny's pale face finally disappeared, and she said with trembling lips, "My lord judge, I am not."

   "Isn't it important?"

  Misius leaned back slightly again, admiring the girl in front of him with great interest from the hope born in the pupils at the moment of entering the door to the despair at the moment,

   Said persuasively:

   "My request to you is very simple. You just need to sign below. You said you would cooperate with my work. I believe you will not let me down, right?"

   "What will happen to me after signing?"

   "Considering your voluntary confession, it may be locked up for decades, or it may be indefinite. You know. The Judgment Division has always been strict with the rebel forces."

  Mishus shrugged lazily and said, "But I don't think it will be a death sentence."

   Immediately afterwards, he looked at the pale girl in front of him, and suddenly slowed down and said:

   "However, if you refuse to cooperate with my work, I'm afraid it will be hard to say"

  When the man said this, there was still a tired and indifferent smile on his face, but at this moment, Fanny could see that the other party's "indifferent" was indifferent.

   Including own life and death.

  Because this is the dungeon of the Tribunal, and he is the judge who decides her life and death.

After a few minutes.

   Fanny, who was pale and her clothes were soaked in sweat, had no idea how she got out of the interrogation room.

  In the corridor, she only felt that the fluorescent lights on the ceiling above her head were extremely dazzling, and every step under her feet was as heavy as lead.

  She couldn't imagine that such a huge change had taken place in her life in just one day, and she fell from the ground into an endless dark abyss.

  unfounded charges

   Decades of imprisonment.

   Even a life sentence?

  This change made all her previous efforts, driving the school bus with a hot dog in her mouth against time to pick up the new body, handing out leaflets on the streets on weekends, and repaying the car loan on schedule every month to strive for good credit.

   All turned into a joke.

   It was like fate's merciless mockery of her.

  I knew it earlier,

  What's the point of those efforts?

Ha ha

  Walking in the corridor on the second floor of the Judgment Division's dungeon, Fanny tried to smile bitterly, but found that her cheeks were so stiff that she couldn't smile at all.

  While passing by the interrogation room, out of the corner of her eye, she saw through the transparent glass the woman covered in black veil who had just glimpsed when she entered the door. Was it she who was sitting behind the monitor in the corner of the interrogation room just now?

   Is my fate being manipulated by her?

  Following behind,

  Fanny lowered her eyes and walked into the elevator silently. The "↓" down button was still pressed.

   The third floor of the Judgment Division dungeon.

  The legendary hell.

   Soon, with a ding, the elevator arrived and stopped.

  The elevator door was opened, Fanny closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and finally squeezed out a sad smile from the corner of her mouth, stepped out of the elevator.

  Walking in the corridor on the third floor of the dungeon, she didn't turn her head, but the footsteps behind her clearly told her that someone was following her, and if she had any abnormalities, she might be killed on the spot.

  However, just as she walked through one dungeon after another and passed a corner, the sound of footsteps behind her suddenly stopped, and then the sound of footsteps following her changed slightly.

   Fanny, who was ashamed, didn't notice it immediately, until she turned a corner of the corridor again, and the footsteps behind her stopped abruptly.

She took a few steps forward, turned her head when she realized something was wrong, but was surprised to find that behind her was this woman who had just met in the room next to the interrogation room, with a black veil covering her face her countenance.

   Bang!

  The ventilation duct above the head snapped and fell off, and the cover hit Fanny's feet. When she looked up, she saw a hole that was almost open for people to pass through.

   "Let's go, there is no surveillance here." The woman wearing a black veil whispered.

"what"

  Fanny was dumbfounded.

The woman in black yarn continued in a calm tone, "However, after you go out, you must be mentally prepared to be wanted by the adjudication department. In the past few years, you'd better avoid the limelight and change your identity. Before I leave, I have a question I want to ask you .”

  Fanny finally regained her senses from the great surprise of being saved from desperation. She was ecstatic in her heart and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "You tell me! I know! I will tell you!"

   "Do you know the man with the black bat mask in your academy yesterday?"

   "Ah this."

  Fanny was taken aback, and said dumbfounded, "I really don't know that guy, he looks very strange, and I don't think he is from our academy."

   "Is that so?"

  The woman in black gauze nodded thoughtfully.

   Immediately, she turned away without saying a word, as if nothing happened.

  Fanny stood there looking at the woman's tall back, dumbfounded for a few seconds, and finally came back to her senses, shaking her head, and looked up at the dark ventilation duct.

   Immediately, she gritted her teeth and sprinted a few steps to kick off the wall with a reflexive bounce, and firmly grasped the edge with both hands,

  Little by little, the body disappeared into the empty corridor on the third basement floor of the Judgment Department.

  The career of fugitive wanted by the ruling department.

here we go.

   Please ask for a ticket at the end of the month~

  (end of this chapter)