The efficiency of the law enforcement team's search was astonishingly high, and it took more than ten minutes to find the entrance to the basement of the church.
The dimly lit basement was soon filled with ten illumination techniques, and the teleportation array constructed by the church privately in the basement also appeared in front of the Nolan law enforcement team.
"These are indeed the inscriptions used to build the teleportation array. The core of the underground is still running. Someone will erase these inscriptions and bring the core back to the council."
The leader of the law enforcement team issued an order to the others, and the Crusaders who followed the law enforcement team to the basement saw the evidence there and had nothing to say.
The Nolan law enforcement team could only be allowed to carry out indiscriminate demolition work on the basement of the church.
At this moment, the dark elf disguised as a member of the law enforcement team quietly took out the magic machine called "Magic Camera" that Joshua gave her.
She kept pressing the shutter in the upper left corner and recorded all the scenery in the basement.
Including the Crusaders standing next to the teleportation array, and the law enforcement officers who are "violently dismantling" the teleportation array, all the pictures were recorded by the dark elves in the form of "photos".
"Try to record the full picture of the teleportation array as much as possible, and don't forget to take the knights of the Crusaders together."
When the dark elf kept pressing the shutter, a text message popped up in front of her eyes, which was sent by Joshua.
This time, the dark elf will no longer be frightened by the magic net's text messages and bump into the window. She has already adapted to the magic net, and her typing speed has also been rapidly improved.
"Why not sell these...photos to the church, who will pay a hefty price to reduce the negative impact of this incident."
The dark elves responded quickly.
As Nolan's biggest intelligence dealer, she knows how to maximize the benefits of this intelligence, including some noble scandals.
This type of intelligence is "hot gold" for intelligence dealers. As long as they have enough guts, intelligence dealers can use these scandals to threaten those nobles, but because there is no evidence, the final result is often done directly.
But after the dark elves have the "magic camera", the results are completely different!
The iron evidence was held in her hand in the form of a photo, and the hot gold instantly turned into a warm nugget.
The dark elves believe that if these photos are spread in Nolan, or if they are directly posted on the caster forum, the reputation of the Holy Kingdom in Nolan will drop to a low point.
Privately building a teleportation array in the territory of another country is a hostile act like an invasion of the country.
"You are still too young and naive. Don't always think about making a lot of money. A competent reporter not only has to run fast, but also sometimes tries to make a big news."
Joshua's reply popped up again in the dark elf's field of vision. At this time, she was detouring behind the law enforcement team, ready to take pictures of Nolan's law enforcement team and the Crusaders standing helpless.
She saw this message posted by Joshua, and really wanted to tell Joshua her real age... But after thinking about it, she still didn't do such a meaningless thing.
The dark elves didn't spend any more time discussing with Joshua. The enforcers had already erased most of the inscriptions in the teleportation array, and one of the enforcers had cast magic to control the bricks on the ground.
The entire basement trembled, and the floor was lifted instantly, revealing the core and source of magic power of the teleportation array under the ground.
"Bring this core original spar back to the parliament!" The leader of the law enforcement team gave the order again.
After she recorded the core image with a camera, there was no more valuable information in the basement of the church.
But soon her keen sense of smell as a reporter came into play, and she… sensed the breath of the heretic inquisitors in the church.
There's a single heretic inquisitor left in the church!
The dark elves ran out of the basement without the law enforcement team and the Crusaders noticing, and began to walk into the depths of the church.
"Lord Chain, you... haven't left yet?"
When the dark elves pushed open the door of the room on the side of the church corridor, someone in the room suddenly asked.
Before the dark elf fully opened the door, she already heard the sound of the blade unsheathed.
She didn't give the judge a chance, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the judge wanted to stab the door with his sword for the first time, but he was greeted by four arrows with extremely strong penetration.
Four arrows hit the judge's hands and legs respectively, and they were nailed to the wall behind him. He wanted to struggle, and the next second, a sharp dagger pressed against his neck.
"It's you... the bloody traitor!" He recognized Qian Mian's true identity.
"I also remember you... You are the guy who is most afraid of death. For the sake of your previous missions under my hands, answer a few questions and I will let you go."
The dark elf's icy tone echoed in his ears, and the dagger against his neck was already embedded in the flesh, and if he pushed it forward one centimeter, it would sever his vocal cords.
"Give it up, traitor, your torture has no effect on me!" He shouted loudly, as if he wanted to use his voice to attract the attention of the people around him.
It is a pity that all the Crusaders in the church are with the law enforcement team, and the nuns are also closely protected, and there is no one around.
"Torture? It's not torture..."
The dark elf suddenly remembered that from today, her identity is no longer Nolan's dark side's number one intelligence dealer, and Joshua gave her a legal profession, a profession called reporter.
Therefore, her style of doing things should also be changed. The occupation has changed the title, and the things she does must also be called by a different title.
"This is... an interview! That's right, an interview... "
The dark elf repeated a word that Joshua had mentioned when he introduced her to the profession of reporter, and then she looked at the poor judge again.
"Please answer the next few questions and talk about how you feel now by the way."
Although what the dark elf said sounded very polite, the dagger she put on the judge's neck was getting closer and closer.
The judge was honored to be the first person in the world to be interviewed by a reporter, but unfortunately he was treated very badly.
The judge opened his mouth, as if hesitant, but soon his expression twisted, and the limbs of his body suddenly began to soften rapidly, like a mass of gel melted by flames.
The dark elf quickly took a step back, he... or it was still alive, and made a strange roar at the dark elf, and after the roar ended, the sound of the camera shutter suddenly sounded, and the next second, an arrow pierced through his mind. .
"It's… pathetic."
The dark elf looked at the judge who was lying on the ground with a distorted appearance, and shuddered in her heart. After taking a picture of the corpse, she chose to leave the church.