Red Dragon Emperor

"Nonsense!"

On the side, the jackal police officer said disdainfully: "How can a thief who steals have a bright heart?"

The kobold wasn't annoyed or said much. He just looked at the grimace pattern intently, trying to find more clues.

The group continued their discussion.

However, no results were discussed.

Officer Cook pondered for a moment: "Well, if we keep discussing, there will be no results. Why don't we all go out and visit the surrounding residents around the crime scene to see if we can find some clues."

The kobold Xingge raised his hand and said, "Sir, Sheriff, I have an idea."

"what idea?"

The police officers focused their attention on the kobold.

Xingge continued: "This thief is most likely an outsider. Why not divide a group of people and go to the gate of the town to check the records of professional thieves who have entered the town."

Hearing this, Chief Cook's eyes lit up: "What a great idea!"

After a pause, he continued: "Since you came up with the idea, you can take the two of them there."

"yes!"

A minute later, Xinge set off with two police officers, one of whom was a jackal and the other a harpy.

Walking on the street of Vic Town, Vic observed the pedestrians along the way.

Most of the pedestrians on the street are residents of the Kingdom of Fossey, wild boars, gnolls, kobolds, and occasionally a huge ogre.

In addition to the local residents, the foreign population is obviously larger than usual.

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

In Vic Town at this time, you can see all kinds of religions from all over the mainland.

A barbarian wearing leather armor, a handsome nobleman from a southern country, a halfling who was as tall as a loud-voiced dwarf, Xingge even saw a few forest elves walking together.

Down the street, three police officers walked toward the town gates of Vic.

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

There are two exits in Vic Town, one is in the west, the west exit leads to Oka City, which is the main entrance, and the back entrance is in the east.

The journey was uneventful, and the group arrived at the gate of the town.

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

Everyone in line holds their ID in their hands, waiting for inspection by the guards.

The main means of transportation in Tydanor is horses. Most areas in the wilderness still maintain their primitive style. Extraordinary beasts, monsters, and bandits live in the wilderness. Most people have never left the thirty kilometers around their hometown in their entire lives.

Population movement is a very troublesome thing. Citizens have citizenship certificates, free people have citizenship certificates, nobles have noble documents, and every town they go to has a guard inspection certificate. If you can't produce a legal identity certificate, you will be driven away by the town guard. , in sensitive areas, they may even be directly arrested as bandits or spies.

The Kingdom of Fusai is strong and powerful.

The kingdom officials have absolute power to control the situation and are not so harsh on outsiders, but they still need to register.

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

"Judith Lanfeng."

"Where are you from?"

"Misty Forest."

"Well, there is no agreement on national exchanges between the Kingdom of Fossey and the Misty Forest. You need to provide additional identification."

"It doesn't matter, 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 Guild. In most places in the world, the Adventurer Certificate can be used as a passport. After all, adventurers can solve many problems that ordinary people cannot solve, such as extraordinary beasts and monsters.

The gnoll guard took the certificate, used magic tools to identify the authenticity of the magic mark on the certificate, and then handed the certificate to the fat wild boar registrar beside him.

The wild boar registrar looked at the adventurer certificate, holding a pen in one hand and writing on the booklet on the table.

After writing, return the certificate to the person in line.

While the registrar was writing, the gnoll guard collected the city entry tax of one copper coin from the elf, stuffed the copper coin into the tax box, and a complete entry procedure was completed.

"Next!"

Of course, this process is only for outsiders. If you are a resident of the country, you do not need to register, just show your citizenship certificate and pay the city entry tax.

If you are a local resident and are familiar with the guards, it will be even easier. You only need to stuff a copper coin into the box, say hello and you can go in.

"Hey! Cousin Waza!"

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

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

"We are investigating a criminal case and want to check the outsider register in recent days."

"Okay," the Jackal guard pointed to the hut on the side. The hut at the town gate is connected to the city wall. Behind the town gate, the purpose of building the hut is to serve as a rest room for the guards and to store some documents.

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

The wild boar registrar added: "Be careful and don't mess up the order of the register."

"Okay, we'll pay attention."

Ignoring the busy registrar, the three police officers walked into the hut and saw the scene inside the hut at the entrance to the town. There was a table, a few benches, and some wooden shelves against the wall. Various items were neatly placed on the wooden shelves. document.

Jackal-Bula was obviously a frequent visitor here. He walked straight to the wooden shelf in the corner, picked up a book on the wooden shelf, and flipped through it: "Found it, this is the record of outsiders entering the town we are looking for. .”

Xinge and the Jackal put the record book on the table and asked the harpy to read through it together.

"The first theft case occurred three days ago. There is no need to check the records of the past two days. Just check the records from three days ago. Focus on checking professional thieves, especially high-level ones. Those thieves must be very skilled. High level, even master level.”

After saying that, the kobold opened the first page of the booklet and saw dense information on the people entering the town recorded on the form.

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

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

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

"..."

Due to the recent surge in the number of people entering the town, three police officers spent three hours checking the records.

Outsiders who can come to the Kingdom of Fusay are either big businessmen and nobles with escorts, or professionals with power in their own right.

As for high-level professionals, no matter which country or force they are in, they are professional talents worth attracting, and they are one of a hundred.

Therefore, among the thousands of outsiders recorded in dozens of books, there are only 60 high-level experts and above, half of whom are warriors, and even fewer thieves, with only five people in total.

Xingge first excluded the female elf wanderer in the misty forest, because this female elf was the guard of an elf noble, and the guard of the elf noble would most likely 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, and all three were high-level thieves.

Three police officers recorded information about the suspected thieves.

"Duis, human, female, 28 years old, from the Kingdom of Leiden in the middle of the continent, a high-level thief, using an adventurer certificate."

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

"Aiden, human, male, nineteen years old, from the Pompeii Empire, a high-level thief, using an adventurer certificate."

Kobold——Xing Ge looked at the information of the three people and stayed on the halfling information for a second longer: "These three people are very suspicious, emmmmm..., Duis is slightly less suspicious, I know this person, she is from the south A member of a band of thieves.”

Jackal Bra analyzed: "Among Harris and Aiden, I prefer the halfling to commit the crime. Halflings are mostly from the lawful good camp, and occasionally they will make a joke. Of course, this is not excluded. This nineteen-year-old human boy is young and frivolous, looking for excitement with nothing to do."

"No matter what, let's check the register at the back door first."

The three police officers set out again and arrived at the back gate of Vic Town.

Compared with the front door of China Unicom Oka City, the back door is much deserted, and there are far fewer registered outsiders.

It took only an hour for the three police officers to check the records. Surprisingly, the registration record for the back door also contained a halfling thief named Harris. The time the two entered Vic Town was only half the time. Hours.

"There's something wrong with this Harris!"

Xingge looked solemn and turned to the harpy: "Go and report our findings to Chief Cook!"

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

The kobold turned to the jackal aside: "Bula, let's go find this halfling named Harris first. Let's start from the tavern in Vic Town. Most outsiders stay in hotels and taverns, and halflings like to be lively. With good wine, he is more likely to live in a tavern, and according to the halfling’s bragging character, he shouldn’t be difficult to find.”

The Gnoll agreed.

The two of them walked along the street towards the nearest pub.

As Zinge 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 am involved in a serial theft case?"

"My friend, today is not April Fools' Day."

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

The halfling also noticed something was wrong and frowned: "Three days ago, I just arrived in Vic Town. After a long journey, I ate in a tavern and then went to take a shower and go to bed."

"I spent the past two days wandering around the town during the day, and spent the evening drinking, bragging, and sleeping in the tavern."

Xingge had been observing the halfling's expression and felt that he did not look like he was lying, so he put his mouth to the gnoll's ear and whispered a few words.

The jackal nodded, then stood up and walked away, walking to the tavern counter and talking to the boss.

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

Xingge took the pen and paper and handed it to the halfling thief: "Here, draw anything you want."

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

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

Of course, this doesn't completely clear the halfling's suspicion.

Thieves are a skilled profession, and their ability to control muscle details is the best among all professions. Many people can forge different styles of text.

Xingge asked the halfling thief many questions, and the halfling thief answered them fluently. The results of the jackal's inquiries to the tavern owner and drinkers were also in full agreement.

"Let me ask you another question, have you ever lost your adventurer certificate?"

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

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

"Officer, I remembered!"

The halfling slapped the table: "A week ago, my adventurer certificate was lost for no reason, but it came back later. I always thought it was a prank and didn't take it to heart. It was because my identity was stolen..."

"etc!"

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

"That's right."

Halfling - Harris rolled his eyes and looked at the wooden beams at the top of the tavern, recalling: "That was seven days ago, when I was still in Triangle Plains, staying at the Arrow and Cat Tavern on St. Cassie Street, that night , I drank a little, but I swear, I’m not drunk!”

"Officer, you know that in our profession of thieves, the most important thing is to keep a clear mind at all times. Otherwise, no matter what happens, you will die without knowing it."

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

Xingge nodded: "Well, what next?"

"Then my adventurer certificate disappeared! Oh my god! I thought I was hallucinating for a while! I am a high-level thief! Someone could actually steal my personal adventurer certificate under my nose!"

"Officer, you have to keep this matter a secret for me. My reputation will last forever!"

"Don't worry, we have received professional training. No matter how funny it is, cough, cough," the kobold coughed twice: "No, we will definitely keep the victim's secret. Then, how did you get the adventurer certificate back?"

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

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