Red Dragon Emperor

"Nonsense!"

On the side, the Jackal police officer uttered disdainfully: "A thief, where can his heart shine!"

The kobold was not annoyed, and didn't say much. He just looked at the grimace pattern intently, trying to find more clues.

The group continued the discussion.

However, no results were discussed.

Officer Cook pondered for a moment: "Well, let's continue the discussion and there will be no results. It is better to go out and visit the surrounding residents around the scene of the crime to see if we can find some clues."

Kobold-Xingge raised his hand and said, "Sir, I have an idea."

"what idea?"

The police officers focused on the kobold.

Xingge went on to say: "This thief is likely to be a foreigner. It is better to go to the town gate with a group of people and check the record of the professional thief who entered the town."

Upon hearing this, Chief Cook's eyes lit up: "Good idea!"

After a pause, he went on to say: "Since you brought up the idea, then you can take the two of them."

"Yes!"

A minute later, Xingge set off with two police officers. One of the two police officers was a jackal and the other was a harpy.

Walking on the streets of Vic Town, Vic watched the pedestrians along the way.

Most of the pedestrians on the street are residents of the Kingdom of Fosse, wild boars, jackals, kobolds, and occasionally encounter a huge ogre.

In addition to domestic residents, the foreign population is obviously more than usual.

Due to the imperial ceremony, Oka City was full of people, and many people were diverted to the satellite city of Oka City-Vic Town.

In the town of Vic at this time, you can see the three religions and nine liu from all over the mainland.

A barbarian in leather armor, a handsome son of a nobleman in the southern country, and a halfling taller than a dwarf with a loud voice, Xingge even saw a few forest elves walking together.

Along the street, three police officers walked towards the gate of Vic Town.

In the Kingdom of Fosse, and even the entire Tedanor, most of the towns are surrounded by protective walls, and the number of exits depends on the size of the town.

There are two exits in the town of Vic, one in the west, the west exit leading to Oka City, the main entrance, and the back entrance in the east.

Nothing happened all the way, and a group of people came to the gate of the town.

At this time, there was a long queue at the gate of the town. Among the queues were local monster residents as well as outsiders such as humans and elves.

Each queuing person holds a certificate in his hand, waiting for the guard to check it.

The main means of transportation in Tedanor is horses. Most areas in the wild still maintain their original appearance. There are extraordinary beasts, monsters, and robbers living in the wilderness. Most people have never left 30 kilometers around their hometown in their entire lives.

Population movement is a very troublesome thing. People who are receiving citizens have a certificate of citizenship, people who are free citizens have a citizenship certificate, and nobles have aristocratic documents. Every town has a guard inspection certificate. If you can't get a legal identity certificate, you will be driven away by the town guard. In sensitive areas, they may even be directly arrested as robbers and spies.

The Kingdom of Fosse is strong, and the official kingdom has absolute power to control the situation. Outsiders are not so harsh, but they also need to be registered.

The jackal guard at the town gate raised his head and glanced at the green-haired elf in front of him: "Name?"

"Judith Lanfeng."

"Where do you come from?"

"Misty Forest."

"Well, there is no national agreement between Fosse Kingdom and Misty Forest. You need to provide additional identification."

"It's okay, I have an adventurer's certificate," said the elf, taking out a small brown notebook from his pocket.

The adventurer certificate is an identity certificate issued by the adventurer union. In most places in the world, the adventurer certificate can be used as a pass certificate. After all, adventurers can solve many problems that ordinary people cannot solve, such as extraordinary beasts and monsters.

The jackal guard received the certificate, used magic props to identify the authenticity of the magic mark on the certificate, and handed the certificate to the chubby boar registrar.

The Boarman registrar looked at the adventurer's certificate, holding a pen in one hand, and scribbling on the booklet on the table.

Return the ID to the queued person after writing.

While the registrar was writing, the jackal guard collected the entrance tax of a copper coin from the elves, stuffed the copper coin into the tax box, and a complete entry procedure was completed.

"Next!"

Of course, such a process is only for outsiders. If you are a domestic resident, you do not need to register, show your citizenship certificate and pay the entrance tax.

If you are a local resident who knows the guards again, it is even simpler. You just need to put a copper coin into the box and say hello to go in.

"Hey! Cousin Waza!"

Hearing the greeting from behind, the jackal guard turned his head and saw three police officers. The jackal among the three police officers was his cousin.

"Hey, Cousin Bra, what brought you here."

"We are investigating a criminal case and we need to check the register of outsiders in recent days."

"Okay," the jackal guard pointed to the hut to the side. The hut at the entrance of the town was connected to the city wall. Behind the town gate, the purpose of building the hut was to serve as a lounge for the guards and to store some documents.

"The register is kept inside. You can check it yourself. I'm busy, so I won't accompany you."

The Boarman registrar added: "Be careful, don't mess up the order of the register."

"Ok, we will pay attention."

Regardless of the busy registrars, the three police officers walked into the cabin and saw the scene inside the cabin at the entrance of the town, a table, a few benches, and some wooden shelves against the wall. The wooden shelves were neatly placed. document.

Jackal——Bullah is obviously a frequent visitor here. He walked straight to the wooden frame in the corner, picked up a book on the wooden frame, and flipped through it: "I found it. This is the record of the foreigners entering the town we are looking for. ."

Xingge and the Jackal carried the record book to the table and greeted the harpy to read it together.

"The first theft case occurred three days ago. You don’t need to check the records of the past two days. You can check the records three days ago. Focus on checking professional thieves, especially those above the advanced level. The thieves’ level is very high. High-level, even master-level."

After speaking, the kobold turned to the first page of the booklet, and saw that the form recorded a dense number of people entering the town.

The information consists of eight elements: registration time, name, race, gender, age, place of origin, occupation, and type of town certificate.

"Well, Joyce, a human, male, forty-eight years old, a viscount noble from the Pompeii Empire, noble certificate, he is not the one we are looking for."

"Barbie, elf, female, two hundred and twenty-one years old, from the misty forest, senior hunter, using an adventurer certificate, she is not the one we are looking for."

"..."

Due to the recent surge in the number of people entering the town, three police officers checked the records for three hours before finishing checking the records.

Outsiders who can come to the Kingdom of Fusai are either big merchants or nobles with guards, or professionals with their own power.

And high-level professionals, no matter in that country, that force is a professional talent worthy of being attracted, and one of a hundred exists.

Therefore, among dozens of books and thousands of outsiders recorded in the books, there are only 60 people above the high-level powerhouse level, half of them are fighters, and there are fewer thieves, and there are only five people in total.

Xingge first ruled out the female elf wanderer of the misty forest, because this female elf is the guard of an elf nobleman, and the guard of the elf nobleman is likely to not do such things as theft.

After excluding a master-level thief who had been active in the Triangle Plain for many years, there were only three remaining, all of which were high-level thief.

Three police officers recorded information about the suspected thieves.

"Duis, human, female, twenty-eight years old, from the Kingdom of Lyden in the middle of the mainland, high-ranking thief, using an adventurer certificate."

"Harris, halfling, male, fifty-four years old, from the fertile plains in the southeast of the mainland, high-level thief, using an adventurer certificate."

"Ayden, human, male, 19 years old, from the Pompeii Empire, high-level thief, using an adventurer certificate."

Kobold-Xingge looked at the information of the three people, and stayed on the halfling information for an extra second: "These three people are very suspicious, emmmm... Duis is a little less suspicious, I know this person, she is from the south A member of an organization of thieves."

Jackal-Bullah analyzed: "Among Harris and Aiden, I am more inclined to commit crimes by halflings. Most halflings are in the lawful and kind camp, and occasionally have a funny comparison. Of course, I don't rule out. This 19-year-old human teenager is young and frivolous, and has nothing to do to find excitement."

"Anyway, let's check the back door register before talking."

The three police officers set off again and came to the back door of Vic Town.

Compared with the front door of Unicom Oka City, the back door is much deserted, and the number of registered outsiders is also much less.

It only took an hour for the three police officers to check the records. Surprisingly, there was also a halfling thief named Harris in the registration record at the back door. The time difference between the two entering the town of Wake was only half the difference. Hours.

"This Harris has a problem!"

Xingge looked solemn and turned to the Harpy: "You go and report our findings to Chief Cook!"

"Okay," the harpy flapped its wings and flew away.

The kobold turned to the jackal on the side: "Bullah, let’s find this halfling named Harris first. Let’s start with the tavern in Wick Town. Most outsiders stay in hotels and taverns, and halflings like to lively. It’s more likely to live in a tavern with good wine, and according to the halfling’s bragging character, he shouldn’t be hard to find."

The Jackal agreed.

The two walked along the street to the nearest tavern.

As Xingge said, bragging halflings are not hard to find.

In the second tavern, they found their target, a halfling whose cheeks were red from drinking.

Although Harris drank a lot, he was not drunk. He was very conscious and calm: "You said, I was involved in a serial theft case?"

"My friend, today is not April Fool's Day."

Xingge stared solemnly into the halfling's eyes: "Do you think we are joking with you! Please answer my question seriously, the night three days ago, the night two days ago, last night, where were you? "

The halfling also noticed something was wrong, and frowned, "Three days ago, I had just arrived in Vic Town, and I had a hard time in the pub. After eating in the tavern, I went to take a shower and slept."

"For the past two days, I wandered around the town during the day, and at night I drank, brag, and slept in the tavern."

Xingge has been observing the halfling's expression, feeling that it doesn't look like a lie, and put his mouth in the ear of the jackal and whispered a few words.

The jackal nodded, then stood up and walked away, and went to the tavern counter and talked with the boss.

Not long after, the jackal took a pen and paper and nodded at the kobold.

Xingge took the pen and paper and sent it to the halfling thieves: "Come on, draw anything."

The halfling didn't know why, but he did it. After thinking about it, he picked up a pen and drew a favorite apple on the paper.

Xingge picked up the apple drawn by the halfling and frowned slightly. The style of the apple's handwriting was completely different from the style of the grimace pattern left by the thieves.

Of course, this does not completely clear the suspicion of halflings.

The thieves are a skillful profession, and their ability to control muscle details is the highest among all professions. Many people can forge different styles of text.

Xingge asked many questions about the halfling thieves, and the halfling thieves answered fluently, and the results of the Jackal's verification from the tavern owner and the alcoholic were completely consistent.

"One more question, have you lost your adventurer certificate?"

The halfling frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"I found another halfling named Harris at the back door of Wick Town. He is also a high-level thief like you. I suspect this person has stolen your identity."

"Police officer, I remember!"

The halfling slapped the table: "A week ago, I lost my adventurer certificate inexplicably, but later came back. I always thought it was a prank, but I didn't take it to heart. My feelings have misappropriated my identity..."

"and many more!"

Xingge was keenly aware of the problem: "You mean, you came back after losing your adventurer certificate?"

"Yes."

Halfling-Harris rolled his eyes and looked at the wooden beams at the top of the tavern~www.readwn.com~ recalled: "It was seven days ago, when I was still in the Triangle Plain, and I was staying on St. Cassie Avenue. With the cat tavern, I drank some wine that night, but I swear that I am not drunk!"

"Police officer, you know, the most important thing for us to be a thief is to keep your head clear at all times, otherwise you don't know what happens or how you die."

"So, although I like fine wine, I will never get drunk."

Xingge nodded: "Well, what then?"

"Then my adventurer certificate is gone! Oh my God! I thought I had hallucinations! I am a high-level thief! Someone can steal my personally collected adventurer certificate under my nose!"

"Police officer, you have to keep this matter secret for me, my fame!"

"Don't worry, we are professionally trained, no matter how funny, cough cough," the kobold coughed twice: "No, we will definitely keep the secret for the victim. Then, how did the adventurer certificate come back?"

The halfling thief's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "I was also puzzled. The next day, the adventurer certificate appeared in my pocket again."