The two teams guarding Zheng Qing handed over according to the process. The team handed over was Qian Doudou's team affiliated to the professor's joint meeting office, and the team inherited by Ernest's team affiliated to the school work committee.
As an old school worker in the school, Master Ernest has the unique prudent habits of old-school wizards and the usual old-fashioned style of the school work committee. After hearing that the protection target changed his past habits tonight and chose to spend the night in the teaching assistant office, he frowned.
"Which office did you just say?" The old wizard took off the pointed wizard hat on his head, stroked the flat brim with his fingertips, and looked at the office building with a little inquiry.
"Thomas of the Assistant Training Corps are also a member of the Guards."
Qian Doudou handed his detailed guard report to the old man, and added: "——As planned, his duty time is at 8 o'clock in the morning..."
"It is a violation of school rules for students not to go home at night. Do you know this rule?" Old Man Ernest interrupted the explanation of the tall and thin witch in front of him, showing displeasure.
Sure enough, the young man was uneasy in doing things, and he shook his head.
When Qian Doudou heard the old school worker take out the "Campus Management Regulations", he was silent. He hadn't heard this word for a long time since graduation, and in his identity and the level of performing tasks, he rarely paid attention to the small problem of "students don't go home at night".
"Who is on duty near the office building tonight?" The old wizard turned to look at another gray robe beside him.
"Master Verne."
"Well, he had an intersection with the target, and his familiarity was just right...I inform Verne that there were students in the office building that were not home at night, so let him go over and check it out."
"yes."
A stream of light disappeared into the deep night.
Soon, a tall old wizard holding a long wooden staff appeared within the surveillance range of the guard team. The light green swaying breathless wind light on the head of the staff floated in the night, like a sneaky one-eyed ghost.
Qian Doudou remained silent from beginning to end, and did not make any excuses for her "taken for granted" handling method. She did not leave immediately because the shift was handed over.
Fortunately, he didn't leave.
Not long after the old man Verne disappeared into the office building, the lights in the office where he was targeting him lit up, and the monitors easily saw the tall figure knocking in the door.
"What is he doing?"
The witch behind Qian Doudou's tone was a little uneasy: "I mean, will the distance between Master Verne and the target be a little too close?"
Through the window, the monitors could clearly see that the old school worker with a long staff seemed to have put his face on the target. From any perspective, this did not meet the "check" standard.
The old man Ernest raised his hand and hesitated a little.
Just then.
A blue flame suddenly appeared in front of the monitors. The flames swirled around, and a blue bird quickly outlined. It shook its wings and opened its mouth, and an old and serious voice came out.
"Ernest, you're in trouble."
The voice of the old man Verne sounded in the blue bird beak and clearly came into the ears of all the guards present: "Although I don't know what you are doing to find Boy Zheng, I believe that the one you asked me to take care of is definitely not an alchemy doll, right?"
The six guards' faces changed wildly.
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"State of Emergency, codename 02-10-65!"
"Repeat, state of emergency, codename 02-10-65!"
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The short and sharp beeping repeated reverberations in the small lounge with a strong flash. Hilda covered her eyes and struggled to wake up from her sleep, feeling a little bitter in her mouth.
After a busy day, he had just closed his eyes - he wasn't even sure if he had just fallen asleep - and a panicking buzzing sound came from his ears.
After his brain was struggling for several thoughts, Hilda, who had reacted to the emergency code, felt as if he had been poured on a scoop of cold water on his face, and his whole body quickly woke up.
In the current task list sequence of the teaching assistant team, the codename 01 is the super project of the Fringe Academy, and the codename 02 is Zheng Qing's escort mission.
And ‘10-65’ means ‘the target is missing’ or ‘fire’.
It was quiet outside the window. During this period, if a fire broke out in the office building, the school guardian magic circle would definitely react. So there was only another possibility.
A possibility that Hilda finds extremely ridiculous.
Students are missing?
One of the safest places in the First University?
This seems to have happened in hundreds of years!
With a question mark on his head, Hilda reached into the lantern beside him, grabbed a small ball of flame, leaned over to his mouth, and replied in a low voice: "Confirm that the state of emergency has been received 02-10-65! It is meeting you! Repeat, meeting you!"
After saying that, the flame disappeared into the air with a "swoosh".
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The office building was pressed upside down by a light red, translucent ‘giant bowl’.
In the bowl, the school work committee patrol team and the teaching assistant team survey team were searching inch by inch by inch, and the fortune teller was also circling around with crystal balls, hoping to retrieve the missing boy before dawn and avoid further escalation of the situation.
After three repeated inspections, Hilda finally came to the familiar office on the third floor of the office building - Thomas's - but the process annoyed him a little.
Is it useful to have lost all the goals and still have such a complicated program? What did you do long ago? Now the more professional they are, the more responsible they are in their performance, and the stricter the procedures, the more ridiculous they feel.
At this time, he had a brief understanding of the incident from the other people, but was still a little unbelievable - Zheng Qing disappeared from Thomas' office, and the three wizards in charge of the guard were not even sure when the target disappeared, so he could only speculate that he was kidnapped and taken away by Thomas.
Thomas?
Abduct Zheng Qing?
Still in full view of everyone?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
He squeezed through the crowd with a gloomy face - at this time, the small office was already full of wizards from three parties, and the men of the teaching assistant team and the wizards of the joint meeting office of the professor were blaming each other in fierce language and gestures.
The people at the joint professors believed that the selection of the teaching assistant team was unknown and that dangerous elements were the biggest responsible party for the accident; the people at the teaching assistant team said that the goal was missing during the escort of Qian Doudou Squad, so they should be responsible.
Of course, both sides showed great restraint and their voices were not loud.
"Hilda! Hilda! You are finally here! I was doing my homework, but these people suddenly broke in... Can you tell them and let me go back to the dormitory to sleep?"
Zheng Qing's familiar voice came into Hilda's ears, but the practical teacher looked at the scene in front of him and felt a chill on his back and his face became increasingly ugly.
Because the "Zheng Qing" who was talking had only one head - its body was sitting behind the desk at the edge of the crowd, and was now greeting his practice teacher with his voice, as if he had not yet discovered that he had lost his head.
Magic circuits of varying thickness were exposed outside its neck, and from time to time, a few magic sparks burst out in the air, intertwining with the suppressed and fierce quarrels in the crowd, making people breathless.