Monster Hunting High School

"What's this?"

"Two dark wizards."

"I know... I mean, why did you catch two dark wizards?"

"They robbed me."

"Robbing you? Where? First University?"

"Outside the school... I asked you why you have so many questions. Can't you just throw them into a black prison?" Zheng Qing asked impatiently - the previous battle consumed a lot of his energy, and now he In great need of rest - the little white cat in his arms stretched out his paw and patted the wizard's arm, signaling him to calm down.

Zheng Qing sighed deeply.

This is the Sancha Sword's office in Beta Town.

After the brief but fierce battle before, the drug on Zheng Qing had inexplicably failed - the wizard attributed it to inferior quality medicine with poor efficacy - and the little white cat had not yet returned to its original state.

Facing the two tied up and unconscious dark wizards, Zheng Qing only hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to hand them over to the Trident Sword instead of the school.

But he obviously underestimated the caution and complexity of the procedures of 'formal law enforcement agencies' when facing this kind of thing. After handing over the three-pronged sword to the two dark wizards, he was brought into this office and began to answer all kinds of boring questions.

It has been going on for more than half an hour.

This made the boy's little patience gradually disappear. He originally thought this was a very simple matter - catch the bad guy, hand him over to the police station, explain the situation and leave - but the existence of magic made many things simpler, but also made many things more complicated.

For example, the staff of Trident Sword need to use some gentle means to ensure that the boys are not lying, they need to check whether the spells used by the boys during the battle are against the rules, and they also need to use divination to determine the identities of the two dark wizards and dispatch corresponding investigations. Officers went to the site for cross-examination.

This all takes time.

The three-pronged sword investigator sitting behind the desk glanced at the little white cat in the wizard's arms, reached out and pushed the tea cup in front of the wizard: "Drink tea, drink tea... Young man, don't be so impatient. These are all rules. . And just two ordinary dark wizards are not qualified to enter the dark prison."

What a damn rule.

Zheng Qing muttered in his heart, picked up the small white porcelain tea cup, blew on it, took a sip of the clear tea, and then patiently continued to answer various boring questions on the questionnaire opposite.

"...You mentioned before that you are a student of First University, why are you wearing a gray robe?"

"That way it looks more low-key in the North District."

"You said you were a first-year student?"

"Jiyou Academy Astronomy Class 08-1, Zheng Qing, Guan Er Zheng, Sanqing Tianzun's Qing."

"Hmm... A first-year student can defeat two dark wizards? That's amazing..."

"I am a government-funded student, and I have also won the Medal of Merlin." Zheng Qing answered dryly, and unexpectedly found that he no longer had the same uneasiness and embarrassment as before when he said such somewhat boastful words.

"Awesome, really awesome... I remember you said before that you defeated these two dark wizards with a rune gun. Do you have a gun license?"

Does a rune gun still require a gun license? Zheng Qing had never heard of it.

When he was thinking about how to answer this question, the office door creaked open. A round-faced witch walked in holding a large cardboard box, with the three-pronged sword symbol hanging on her chest.

"These are the stolen goods found in the space bags of the on-site investigators and the two dark wizards. You sign, and I will stuff them into the warehouse." The witch put the big cardboard box down with a bang and asked. in front of the person.

Zheng Qing noticed a women's gray robe that was very familiar to him on the top of the carton.

"Aren't those things returned to the victim?" he couldn't help but ask.

"According to regulations, we have to confiscate these stolen goods." The round-faced witch turned around and replied patiently: "...If a victim applies, after confirmation, it can be returned to the original owner."

"Wait a minute, those are not stolen goods, those are my things!" Zheng Qing reminded him immediately as he looked at the investigator with the three-pronged sword who was about to take away all Jiang Yu's amulets, robes, Dharma books and other things.

"Your stuff?" The investigator glanced at the robe, then turned to look at the wizard beside him, with a somewhat uncertain tone: "Women's clothing? Well, that's really... disrespectful."

What a disrespect! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Zheng Qing almost dropped the teacup in his hand on the investigator's chubby face.

"It's not a big deal... Even if you are young, you can understand it." The investigator sounded like someone who has experienced it before, patting the young public-funded student on the shoulder: "You are at the age where you like to have fun."

"That's not mine, it's hers!" Zheng Qing forced a slightly twisted smile on his face and raised the little white cat in his hand: "I went to the street with her..."

The investigator with the Three-pronged Sword quickly glanced at the tail of the little white cat.

The little white cat glared at him fiercely and purred threateningly in its throat.

"Hmm... a witch who uses shape-shifting? Have you registered with the Wizards' Union?" The investigator quickly returned to his previous serious look, picked up the quill and continued to ask.

"Young people nowadays are really good at playing." Zheng Qing faintly heard someone whispering in another corner of the office.

He felt the smile on his face getting stiffer and stiffer.

"boom!"

The office door was violently pushed open again.

The investigator behind the desk was displeased and looked up at the visitor.

"You can go." A familiar voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears. He turned around and saw that it was Andrew who he had dealt with several times before, the short and fat wizard Andrew with the three-pronged sword.

"They haven't finished the interview transcript yet," the investigator behind the desk protested loudly.

"Witnesses provided valid testimony to prove their confessions." Andrew, who had just walked in, threw a file on the desk without talking nonsense.

The investigator took the file, glanced at it, and then looked up at Zheng Qing in surprise.

"In that case," the unhappiness on his fat face quickly dissipated, and he smoothly squeezed out a bright smile: "Then you can go back to school first... If you think of any other details, you can tell us at any time."

As he spoke, he gestured to the round-faced witch: "Arrange this classmate's belongings and return them to him... We can't let the hero who defeated the dark wizard bleed, sweat and shed tears, right... Hahaha."

While he was talking, he enthusiastically ran out from behind his desk and rummaged through every confiscated object in the box, asking Zheng Qing and the little white cat to analyze each item - never mentioning the gun license and illegal transformation - At the end, he also gave Zheng Qing a few help talismans, claiming that he could get help from the three-pronged sword at any time when he was in danger. This was a treatment that every wizard could get.

Zheng Qing took over a lot of things suspiciously and left the Sanchajian office in a daze.

behind him.

It's still the same office.

The round-faced witch glanced at the dossier that Andrew had given to the investigators before, and shouted in a fussy tone: "It turned out to be a certification document issued by a great wizard... Are all publicly funded students today so good?"

"Not one, but two." The investigator pointed to a string of slender signatures and a cat's paw at the end of the file. Thinking of the casualness of the previous chat, he couldn't hide his uneasiness: "...Tell me, does he know how to do it? Will you complain to us?”

"It's hard to say. After all, you love to talk nonsense."

"Perhaps we can give him a pennant to commend the contribution of 'an enthusiastic citizen in maintaining social harmony'?" The investigator wrung his fingers and walked around behind the desk: "He will never say bad things about us after receiving the pennant. Bar."