In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Generally speaking, Heroic Spirits will not change the system of the old era, so the French police are divided into three categories. Rosen couldn't tell the difference, and nodded slightly after realizing that this was an ordinary person.

"Talk while walking, talk about the specific situation."

"Yes!" The inspector couldn't resist the coercion that gushed out, his forehead was immediately covered with beads of sweat, and he quickly followed his steps.

"Your Highness, this castle was attacked by explosives around 11:[-] this morning, with an equivalent of ten tons! The main structure of the castle was destroyed in an instant, and then the shock wave spread around, and most of the windows in Orleans were shattered. !"

"Are there any survivors?" Rosen touched the ruined wall, and there was still heat on it.

"No, no, there are very few corpses found so far." The middle-aged man swallowed, and suddenly found a smile on the man's face, but only for a moment, like a hallucination.

"There are no survivors." Rosen stopped, and turned his head with anger and sadness on his face, "This is the greatest provocation to the Roman Empire! There are terrorists who came to Orleans to attack the royal assets, and The French police don't know anything!"

"Dereliction of duty! This is dereliction of duty! Inspector Bastian, do you understand!?"

"I understand that the national police will do their best to solve the case!" The poor middle-aged man kept wiping his sweat. Luo Sen's words were not too violent, but the coercion of the heroic spirit almost made him kneel.

A full three heroic spirits were staring at him, and he felt like a salted fish was on the cutting board.

Rosen angrily found a broken wall and sat down. His tone was indifferent: "But I doubt the ability of the French police department! Combined with the assassination case that just happened, I decided to participate in the investigation."

"Your Highness, this is against the rules!" Before the inspector could speak, the military police of the two countries were in a hurry. They were ordered to escort Rosen back immediately.

However, the man's sweeping gaze made them swallow the words that followed, and they could only stand still and listen to the training.

"A total of fifty Romans died here, including ten nobles. Are you telling me the rules at this time?"

"But......"

"No but! Go ask your superiors!"

The 'furious' Rosen breath was fully open, and the coercion of the heroic spirit seemed to be able to choke the throat, making people breathless.The two looked at each other, and there was really nothing to do, so they had to run to make a phone call.

Several factions in France check and balance each other. Even if some people want to declare war, it is impossible, not to mention that dozens of people died in the Roman Empire. It is not too much to ask for a joint investigation.

All the surrounding policemen dispersed at once, and no one dared to come up to make trouble at this time. After a few minutes, the two national gendarmes left and returned.

"Your Highness, the high-level meeting has agreed, but the gendarmerie must accompany you throughout the process."

No one would let the three human-shaped nuclear bombs out of sight. Rosen was not surprised. He nodded slightly and agreed, then stood up, clapped his hands and said:

"Okay, let's search together to see if there are any clues!"

Rosen went into battle in person, leading hundreds of policemen to search for clues inch by inch, busy from noon to sunset.

The attackers were extremely clever, using all kinds of high-tech equipment, but they couldn't find a single clue. Serious nobility.

The search work never stopped, mutilated corpses were carried out from the ruins, but everything including the monitoring room was completely destroyed, so many policemen could do nothing but serve as construction workers.

Finally at [-] o'clock in the evening, the 'anger' in the heart of the bullshit prince finally subsided, and he clapped his hands to let the tired Gallic chickens rest.

Under countless curse-filled gazes, Rosen called the inspector, looked up to the sky with a slightly melancholy sigh and said, "It seems that the clues are hard to find."

"The criminal is a master, maybe we should change our thinking." The middle-aged man's feet trembled, and he couldn't remember how many times he had walked back and forth on this damned ruin!

"Yes, you must never give up!" Rosen remained serious, and said slowly: "I think this is a half-heroic or heroic spirit who committed the crime. Search in this direction."

"Your guess is good, but no trace of magic power has been detected!"

"That's because the inspection was not careful enough! Some heroic spirits are good at hiding, but they will leave clues anyway." Rosen pointed at the bricks and stones. "Take every piece of gravel for inspection! Remember, every piece! This way you will definitely find the magic remnant!"

"Huh??" The inspector glanced at the ground, his knees gave way, and he just sat down on the ground.

.........................

The hard and tiring job was naturally handed over to the police, and Rosen returned to the hotel after making a suggestion.

Now that he has a different status, the hotel is naturally arranged by the French government. It is located in the city center, and it is an old castle.After taking a shower, Rosen was wearing pajamas and was sitting on the sofa enjoying Mordred's wanton laughter.

"Hahaha, Rosen! I never thought you would be so troublesome! Check every brick and stone? Haha, you can't finish two years of work!"

The brat was rolling on the sofa wearing a shirt, and Emiya Kiritsugu wasn't a god. Of course, these idiots could detect the magic power, but it's hard to tell when.

Rosen glanced at the swaying big white legs, and shook his head slightly: "I'm just giving my allies an excuse. If Queen Mary hadn't been determined to cooperate, it would be impossible to agree to such a rude request."

"Then you're going to play with the poor man? Are you afraid of being cursed for the eighteenth generation of your ancestors?" Mordred rolled his eyes, despising Rosen's behavior.

"Please, I'm saving France, so the police can work a few extra days so they can go to the front and die."

"That's true." Mordred stopped talking. Based on the rookies he saw today, he wouldn't survive three days on the battlefield.

"Okay, forget about the boring things, go, and summarize the details of today's battle."

This brat is not doing business for a day, if he really wants to rely on her to protect him, he will be cold already.

After leaving these words, Rosen ran to the window to smoke a cigarette, and Mordred didn't blow his hair, after all, she had no power to fight back against the Weng of the Mountain.

The knight should be ashamed, Mordred is not arrogant enough to distinguish right from wrong.

Just as the cigarette was lit, there was a knock at the door. It turned out that Tamamo had come back. The fox had not gone the same way just now, and said he was going to visit Orleans.

Heroic Spirit is of course not afraid of looting money and sex, so Luo Sen nodded and agreed, and by the way, it was also an investigation.

"It's not even ten o'clock. Is Orleans really that small?"

"Lord Rosen, it's meaningless without you~~~~" Yuzao squeezed into the sofa under the disgusting gaze of the bear child, and put the envelope on the table with a 'snap', "And, Yuzao received One item."

"Letter? Who sent it?"