The two of them had no intention of eating at the Mayflower Restaurant, so they hurriedly ate a ten-copper meal there. After returning to the mercenary gathering and putting away their books, they immediately reported the incident to the local Security Department.

incident. They also walked around the scene with the police on duty, but obviously found nothing.

But they couldn't just leave. Instead, they were forced to cooperate in the investigation... If Sheldon was not a certified mercenary of the mercenary gathering, it would be fine, but the Security Department actually used the compulsory recruitment method again.

He was recruited in a shameless way. After getting Merlin's acquiescence, Sheldon felt relieved and stayed with him in the Security Department for a short time.

That night, they met Webb James, who had stopped the carriage during the day, the policeman who the coachman said was close to the wanted criminal. His brother did not follow, and Merlin and Sheldon sat in the security department hall.

On the leather seat, I saw the other party rushing over in a slight panic from a distance.

"You two..." His chest heaved, and he whispered angrily, "Why do you... report the crime casually! When you came out, our Security Department hurriedly sent out a lot of manpower.

, checked the entire Vatican inside and out.”

"We did see the wanted criminal in the alley!" Merlin said firmly, "Both the driver and I saw it!"

Weber raised his eyebrows and waved his hand: "Let's forget it, you two... It's not easy for you two to leave now. I remember to interview you two tomorrow. You can tell me then.

I just happened to see a person who looked very similar to the wanted criminal. The whole reason was just that I was wrong. Don't let our Security Department increase the workload. You should know that a girl disappeared recently by reading the newspaper.

....”

"I understand." Sheldon pursed his lips and said word by word, "Can you let us go back?"

"We will gather here tomorrow, you know? The reporter will be at the door of the Security Department. Just do as I say." Weber's tone was very low, and his eyes seemed to be chasing away some intrusive reptiles.

He turned his head, quickly walked out of the security department's gate, got on a carriage and left.

Ford, who is also a witness, is in Olivia's magic materials store. The proprietress is not there, but the man is present. Olivia's husband is a psychiatrist who specializes in treating patients at night.

"What's wrong, Ford, can you sleep?"

Ford said calmly: "This disease won't keep me awake. I fell asleep while listening to "Luoyu", and now I can even memorize "Luoyu", you quack."

"Ha, haha..." the psychiatrist laughed awkwardly, "because this is a very strange disease, and there is nothing wrong with routine examinations."

Standing behind the doctor was a female employee who was tall and good-looking. She had always known Ford since she came to see him.

She took out an eraser that looked very similar to her husband's from her decent white coat, smiled slightly and said, "I have a doctor's eraser."

"What is that?"

"I don't know either. Maybe it will make you happy again? This is the master's original eraser."

"Who would want such a thing..." Ford sighed, even at night, his eyes were still filled with two dead fish.

"It is said that this is the only one in the world."

"Then why do you have it?"

"Ah... no..." The woman in front of her stuffed the rubber in her hand into the inner pocket of Ford's chest, "It's for you."

Robin Trelles, the psychiatrist, leaned back in his chair and said with a comfortable expression: "When you open "Rakugo", the scene will appear in front of your eyes at once. It is very comfortable to listen to."

"Really, but I think it's more boring than chanting sutras."

The pleasant expression on the psychiatrist's face disappeared.

"It's really serious to be so upset and still unable to sleep." Norma Jimenez, the woman behind the psychiatrist, said holding a clipboard.

The psychiatrist suddenly leaned into Ford's face and asked, "Ford, what do I look like?"

"Gorilla," Ford said matter-of-factly.

Norma smiled neither lightly nor heavily, while Robin's face was full of embarrassment.

"Not bad." The psychiatrist scratched his head, just like a real gorilla scratching his head. After Ford answered like this, the three of them quickly ran out of words.

"Ford, why don't you get married early?"

"These words are even more abrupt than my late biological mother crawling out of the grave to wake me up early."

"Master, the next patient is still waiting." Norma closed her eyes and raised her head gently.

"What's the matter... Once you get married, you can sleep peacefully." Robin swallowed and said with difficulty.

Ford stood up slowly. Although he was almost as good as not standing, he said expressionlessly: "This is a declaration of surrender as a doctor. Okay, I'm leaving."

The doctor immediately leaned to the table beside him and opened a receipt: "I will prescribe you some more powerful medicine. You have to go back to work later, right? Don't take it right away."

"I know." He slowly closed the door of the small clinic. The moment he closed the door, he saw Norma smiling at him.

To be honest, this woman was very beautiful, eighty percent higher than the average of all the women he had seen on the carriage. Therefore, Ford took another look at Norma. He walked out of the consulting room and found

A man was standing beside his carriage. When he looked closely, he saw that it was Weber who had stopped him during the day.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Weber said angrily: "We have received news that you are related to the disappearance of the young woman on Lily Street."

"Why do you know I'm here?" Ford used a declarative sentence instead of a question.

"I went to your house, but I didn't see your carriage. I originally wanted to force my way in." Weber looked at the window of the carriage, not directly at Ford's face.

"Then you want to pry open my car door?"

"If you cooperate with the investigation, I won't do such a thing."

"Is this really an investigation? Why are you alone?"

Weber did not directly answer Ford's words: "It's very simple. If you have done nothing wrong, just open the door."

Ford nodded and opened the car door. He looked inside the car, then to the front seat, and his eyes finally stopped on a technique in front of the car.

This is a technique that every taxi will be equipped with. It will record the driving traces inside and outside the car every day, including all the people seen along the way. This can be very effective in stopping evasion, or it can be carried out in the car.

Some bad behavior.

"This is a recording technique that can take pictures inside and outside the car."

"Yes."

"When is the filming time?"

"This is a trigger video. It will record when passengers behave suspiciously when getting on or off the bus. The video within the technique can be saved for almost two weeks."

"Then take the photo."

"What?"

"You picked up the girl from Lily Street." Weber said as he took out the stubby wand from his belt. With a slight tap on the spell, the content inside was absorbed into the tip of the wand.

"Me?" Ford still didn't understand what happened.

"In short, the videos of these two weeks will be kept by us and regarded as seizure. If you have any other questions, please cooperate with our investigation. However, please do not call the police."

"What if I go?" Ford said.

"I don't know, maybe there will be a wanted criminal with a magic gun coming to kill you." Webber said, got into a small carriage of his own, and walked away in shock, leaving Ford alone.

People stay in the dark night.

It's very dark and it's almost midnight.
Chapter completed!