Monster Hunting High School

The last question on the survey form is marked with an asterisk, meaning it is a required question.

‘Do you agree to go to Denhag if necessary and do your part in the cause of equality and justice? ’

'whether'

Zheng Qing bit the penholder, hesitated for a moment, and quickly checked 'yes'.

Dunhag is the seat of the Supreme Court of the Umbrella League, and is often used to refer to the Supreme Court in common language in the wizarding world. Just like wizards also use 'Buji Island' to refer to the First University, and 'Mariana' to refer to the long-sleeping Siren King.

As for the hidden meaning of the last question, the old school worker next to me also mentioned it not long ago - the testimony of eyewitnesses can be used as evidence before the Supreme Court.

The young public-funded students were not particularly clear about the concept of giving evidence in court, and they did not pay special attention to this check box.

He just followed his own conscience and chose the morally ‘right’ option.

In comparison, he was more concerned about another issue.

"What will happen to my headache?" When returning the 'Special Talent Level Form', Zheng Qing looked at the professor with some embarrassment and asked in a low voice: "Do all the witnesses have headaches? How do they usually solve it? "

"This is a more complicated issue." Old Yao bit his pipe and his voice seemed a little unclear: "Being a witness just means that your mind force field is shrinking in an irregular cycle and your spirit is in a sub-healthy state. But It doesn’t mean you will definitely have a headache…it may also be drowsiness, mania, or other side effects.”

"Headache is just a side effect, don't worry. This is First University, and we have dealt with not a thousand but eight hundred cases of similar symptoms."

Zheng Qing forced a smile.

Seemingly aware of the young wizard's uneasiness, the old school worker next to him said, "Before you woke up, Dean Yao and I had already discussed several safer ideas..."

"But we can't be sure yet." Lao Yao interrupted the old school worker and raised his voice slightly: "I will meet with Professor Yi later to further screen these ideas. After all, he is a professional fortune teller and is more knowledgeable about this kind of thing. If you have experience... you can go back to the dormitory first... Well, I will talk to you about the follow-up treatment during the regular meeting this weekend at the latest."

Zheng Qing became slightly excited and nodded quickly.

"Don't leave in a hurry yet." The old school worker took out a bunch of paper from his robe and waved it in front of Zheng Qing: "If you don't mind, you can describe the scene you just saw... The school working committee is very Willing to do a simple backup.”

The pipe at the corner of Lao Yao's mouth curled up, but in the end he didn't stop it and just blew out a large stream of green smoke.

Zheng Qing's shoulders slumped weakly.

"Are there any more, sir?" His tone was slightly rude: "I mean, if there are other forms, I can fill them out in one go."

"This is the last one." The old school worker smiled and knocked on the professor's desk: "And you don't need to fill it out, you just need to answer my questions."

Zheng Qing seemed to be aware of his rudeness just now, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

A green peacock feather quill jumped out of the pen holder and landed happily on the blank paper, with its tail twisting coquettishly.

Lao Yao shook his head, leaned back slightly, and folded his arms.

Across the large desk, Zheng Qing could only see streams of green smoke coming out of the pipe and piling up on top of his head, as if he was wearing a deformed straw hat.

"It's time to start." The old school worker twitched the corner of his mouth and tried to show a kind smile: "Don't worry, just say whatever comes to mind... We will not have any harsh requirements for untrained 'witnesses'... …I remember you mentioned that the dream was related to school security? Can you recall when it happened?”

"It should be at night, there is a moon." Zheng Qing frowned and slowly began to recall the remaining broken fragments in his mind.

"Can you recall where it happened?"

"I remember that the environment in the dream was very humid and there was the sound of water... maybe it was near Linzhong Lake?"

"Where are the relevant characters? Any figure or image in the impression will do."

Zheng Qing's eyes gradually widened: "Cat!... There is a little white cat... a little white cat! I remembered it!"

He stood up in panic, waved his arms vigorously, and shouted: "It's the little kitten that died by the Linzhong Lake, the kitten adopted by Jiang Yu... the kitten whose eyes were gouged out!"

Lao Yao and the gray-robed school janitor exchanged vague glances without interrupting Zheng Qing's description.

"I remember it was playing by the lake...and then I fell? No...it felt very cold, as if a cold wind was freezing my insides..."

"Then it died...but I remember that its eyes weren't gouged out."

Zheng Qing twisted his fingers together, murmured, and walked around the office uneasily, trying to recall the previous dream.

But the more I think about it, the more blank my mind becomes:

"...Hey, it's strange, I still remember it very clearly just now..."

"There should be a witch? No... maybe a wizard... very white... very white?"

He hammered his head hard, but couldn't get anything useful out of it.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." The professor held the pipe in his hand and comforted him repeatedly: "This information is already sufficient..."

"Am I useless?" Zheng Qing's voice sounded very frustrated: "The facts that are clearly within my reach... were thrown away by me in Java."

"As a newcomer, your performance is very good." Lao Yao comforted gently: "This is your first real contact with the 'witness scene', so it is inevitable that you are not used to it... Newcomers are like this. In fact, It’s because our brain can easily distinguish between dreams and reality that it casually erases memories that seem illusory.”

"When you get used to 'witnessing the scene', it may give us more effective information."

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…

When Zheng Qing followed Lao Yao out of the office, he was still struggling with what happened not long ago.

His mind was in a mess. He thought of the cute kitten for a while, Jiang Yu with red eyes for a while, and then Irina and that skirt.

He shook his head vigorously and gathered his thoughts back together.

The terms eyewitness and witnessing scene mentioned by the professor tonight, if you think about it carefully, there have been some clues before.

Ever since he was very young, when he was doing something, he would often have a sense of déjà vu, as if he had done these things before. The almighty Baidu told him that this situation is called 'déjà vu', a normal feeling that many people have. Therefore, he did not explore it.

Now that I think about it carefully, this feeling may be that I have witnessed a scene before and experienced it again, so I feel familiar.

"Take your copper coins." Old Yao suddenly turned around and warned: "For other people, maybe it is just a medium that can be replaced at any time. But for you fortune tellers with special talents , every medium is very precious... maybe after you throw away this medium, you will never be able to find a replacement. "

Zheng Qing clutched the coins tightly and nodded nervously.

Maybe he should go back and find a strong red rope and hang it around his neck, he thought to himself.

"Don't be too nervous. Sometimes the more you pay attention, the easier it is to lose things. This is a very common paradox in the magic world." Old Yao patted his head, laughed, and said goodbye to the young wizard at the door of the office building.

Zheng Qing touched his head, and the dead kitten suddenly appeared in his mind. The smile at the corner of his mouth quickly disappeared, and he slowly walked back to the dormitory with a frown.