"Nonsense!"

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

　　 Kobold is not annoyed, and doesn't say much, just looking at the grimace pattern intently, trying to find more clues.

　　 A group of people continued the discussion.

　　 However, there is still no discussion.

　　 Officer Cook pondered for a moment: "Well, we will continue to discuss it and there will be no results. It is better for the big guys 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?"

　　 All the police officers focused on the kobold.

　　 Xingge went on to say: "This thief is likely to be an outsider. It is better to go to the gate of the town 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!"

　　 One 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 street in Vic Town, Vic watching the pedestrians along the way.

　　 The pedestrians on the street are mostly residents of the Kingdom of Fussy, such as wild boars, jackals, kobolds, and occasionally a huge ogre.

　　 Except for local residents, there are obviously more foreign populations than usual.

　　 Due to the Imperial Ceremony, Oka City is full of people, and many people are 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, a halfling taller than a dwarf with a big 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 Fusai, 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, a group of people came to the gate of the town.

　　 At this time, there is a long line at the entrance of the town. Among the queues are local monster residents, humans, elves and other outsiders.

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

　　 Tedanor’s main means of transportation 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 mobility is a very troublesome thing. Recipients have citizenship certificates, free citizens have citizenship certificates, 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 in national power, 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 certificate," the elf took out a brown notebook from his pocket.

　　 Adventurer's certificate is an identity certificate issued by the Adventurer's Union. In most places in the world, the Adventurer's 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.

　　 After writing, return the ID to the queued person.

　　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 resident of your country, you don’t need to register, just show your citizenship certificate and pay the entrance tax.

　　 If you are a local resident and know 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."

　　 "Okay, 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 foreigners entering the town we are looking for. "

　　 Yuge and the Jackal carried the record book to the table and asked 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 finishing speaking, the kobold turned to the first page of the booklet, and saw that the form was filled with densely packed information 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.

　　The outsiders who can come to the Kingdom of Fusai are either large merchants or nobles with escorts, or professionals with their own power.

　　 And high-level professionals, no matter in that country, that power 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, only 60 people are high-level and above, 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 in the misty forest, because this female elf is the guard of an elf nobleman, and the guard of the elf nobleman is unlikely to do such things as theft.

　　 eliminated another master-level thieves who had been active in the Triangle Plain for many years, and there were only three remaining, all of whom were high-level thieves.

　　 Three police officers recorded the information of the suspected thieves.

　　 "Duis, human, female, twenty-eight years old, from the Kingdom of Raiden 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-ranking 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 a thief in the south Member of the organization."

Jackal-Bullah analyzed: "Among Harris and Aiden, I am more inclined to commit crimes by halflings. Most halflings are in the lawful and kind-hearted camp and occasionally make a funny comparison. Of course, this is not ruled out. The nineteen-year-old human being is young and frivolous, and has nothing to do to find excitement."

　　 "Anyway, let's check the back door register first and then talk about it."

　　 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 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."

　　 Jackal agreed.

　　 The two walked along the street to the nearest pub.

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

　　 In the second tavern, they found their target, a halfling with red cheeks 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, frowning and said: "Three days ago, I had just arrived in Vic Town, and I had a hard time in the town. After having a meal in the tavern, I went to take a shower and slept."

　　 "Wandering around the town during the day, and drinking, bragging, and sleeping in the tavern at night."

　　 Xingge has been observing the halfling's expression, feeling that it does not 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, 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 put the pen and paper in front of the halfling thieves: "Come on, draw anything."

　　 The halfling is unknown, but he still 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.

　　 Thieves is a skillful profession. The ability to control muscle details is the best in every profession. Many people can forge different styles of text.

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

　　 "Just 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 Vic Town. He is 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. I didn't take it to heart. My feelings were embezzling my identity..."

"and many more!"

　　 Koge is keenly aware of the problem: "You mean, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, your adventurer certificate is lost, and you are back?"

　　 "That's right."

Halfling-Harris rolled his eyes and looked at the wooden beams at the top of the tavern and recalled: "It was seven days ago, when I was still in the Triangle Plain, staying in the Arrow and Cat Tavern on St. Cassie Avenue. That night, I drank some wine, but I dare to swear, 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 good wine, I will never get drunk."

　　 Xingge nodded: "Well, what then?"

　　 "Then my adventurer certificate disappeared! Oh my god! I thought I had hallucinations! I was a high-level thief! Someone could steal my personally collected adventurer certificate under my nose!"

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

　　 "Don't worry, we are professionally trained, no matter how funny, cough," the kobold coughed twice: "No, I 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."

　　

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