Orc Tyrant

"What a timely blow, sir."

Zoya said as he rushed into the entrance, and began to respond to a smuggler who was looming behind a box in the corner. The man screamed and disappeared, but I don’t know if he was hit, or just scared. Stay in the sight of a veteran who is rushing in his direction.

"Actually I aimed at his arm."

Adelin regretted it, although killing a smuggler would not cost them much information-these types of people are one that is stubborn and difficult to interrogate, and the other is that they are too stupid to notice or understand anything that is happening around them.

On the other hand, normal people can confess a lot of things to them-quickly confess, if they have a bit of brain, but if they don't, it won't be delayed for long.

Then he raised his hand to show the prosecutor's ID in his palm, and raised his voice.

"In the name of the Public Prosecutor's Office, surrender immediately!".

The sound of the weapon landing briefly echoed in the warehouse.

It seems that these people still have IQs, at least for now-there is no doubt that some of them will regret that they have not resisted to death when they are still able to resist.

"We didn't expect the Public Prosecutor's Office to come in person."

A faint accusation sounded, and the owner of the sound was walking out of the box full of light bullet marks by Zoa, and several other people also appeared from their narrow hiding places one after another, blinking non-stop. Eyes, like those who just wake up from hibernation and find that their natural enemies have been waiting

The rodents at the door are the same.

"Everyone didn't know before committing a crime."

Peter answered, staring at the speaker in visibly disgust.

The other party was wearing a cheap robe of the famous copycat style, wearing too much jewelry, and exuding a strong perfume smell. He tried too hard to appear to be a successful person, but he was a failed liar.

"What's in the box?"

"goods."

The leader waved at the surrounding boxes and packages.

"I swear to the Holy Father that these are completely legal, and I have documents with me..."

"As legal as hallucinogenic drugs."

Adelin said in a sarcastic tone, and at the same time gave a kick to the box that had almost been shot to pieces by him.

In an instant, the wood chips smashed apart, and the fragments of the earthenware tableware were scattered all over the floor. Several smooth and slender white plastic squares were apparently hidden in a soup bowl.

"Could you explain that."

"It's... medicine."

After a brief silence, a dry, slender voice added.

"According to Article 602 Regulations of the Republic's Pharmaceutical Administration Regulations——"

"Thank you, please shut up."

Before a guy who looked like a lawyer was about to start citing legal orders one by one, Adelin interrupted him indifferently and motioned to other teammates to move closer to him.

Then he turned to the businessman who was a little embarrassed.

"I need a name, from whom do you buy the goods, and to whom do you sell the goods."

But the other party did not answer, apparently trying to fabricate several reasons, so Adelin raised his pistol.

"Now it's best, unless you think you can live without a kneecap."

"You, you can't abuse lynching!"

"I didn't talk about lynching, but someone tried to resist just now, and the two sides exchanged a short fire, so a sad accident happened, didn't you?"

He smiled and glanced at his subordinates, and everyone nodded in unison.

"Happy to help."

The man was obviously not in the mood to guess whether he was just bluffing, and nodded sincerely, making big beads of sweat everywhere.

The Procuratorate is not a law enforcement agency with a long history. In fact, it was established in the past two years, and its purpose is to eradicate some internal "hidden dangers."

After the disastrous Western Campaign ended, the official media exposed a large number of spies and traitors to provide intelligence and sabotage to Oak during the campaign, and attributed the main responsibility for the failure of the campaign to the disunity of human beings.

Therefore, in order to eliminate these "non-humans", led by the internal security agency, the Kaimon Church Tribunal provided assistance, and various law enforcement agencies mobilized elite personnel to form a prosecutor's office under the President's Office, which was specifically used to picket domestic cultists and cultists. "Oak spies", and saboteurs.

The power of the Prosecutor’s Office is very large. Strictly speaking, it can even act outside the legal framework of the Republic. However, due to the short set-up time, which leads to mixed personnel, the current efficiency is still relatively low, and it is more often used to monitor and combat serious crimes.

Some people also criticized that such an institution would cause the Republic to become a "police state", or a "secret empire" like the East Benedictine Empire. However, the reality is grim. The blood of hundreds of thousands of people has not dried up, and there is no more. s Choice.

"I bought the goods from Bourbon Broca, the captain of the Grey Snake,"

Adelin heard the name again, but did not hum.

"He has been running on the side of the Benedict Empire, bringing back some weird antiques. I never knew he would do this kind of business. I have to deal with the Holy Father—"

"Of course you don't know."

Adelin weighed his tone and made the suspicion in his words just to make the weird believe that he could save his life as long as he cooperated.

"But we still need to check what he has secretly left you."

"Please, but I need Zhang Shu-"

Suddenly, he obviously changed his mind temporarily, shook his head, and swayed more unpleasant beads of bean sweat.

"You guys are free."

"We have always been like this."

Peter smiled and said:

"The privilege of doing this."

"Peter, shut your stinky mouth and work!"

Adelin watched his team disperse, conducting a quick and detailed search, while Zoa was armed to guard the smugglers who had completely lost their fighting spirit.

No one tried to escape: one was that the giant man was still exposed in front of them, and the other was that Zoa couldn't miss the shot at such a short distance. Peter opened the boxes one by one, and found almost a dozen contraband from more normal goods.

Cardola and Yang De communicated in a low voice, recording every new discovery in the book.

Only Rogers was still as inattentively as usual, with empty eyes, whispering and dangling in the storage area.

It took a while for Edlin to realize that the wizard’s swaying path was actually regular to follow: she kept turning around a certain storage shelf, as if attracted by a certain kind of gravity, and because the angle of incidence was different. A comet that flies right over and reappears.

"flash."

Suddenly, she whispered quietly, only those closest to her could hear her clearly.

"what?"

Peter looked up, saw where she was looking, nodded, and walked across the room a few steps to the shelf.

Rogers was still immersed in her thoughts—presumably the Holy Father didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't even notice him leaning up, and after hitting him, she walked away without any response.