"We will arrest all the criminals, so that they will never dare to show their faces in Neverwinter again!"
Nightingale held A-Xia's shoulder and said loudly.
"Uh, yes... Lord Nightingale," A-Xia shrank back, "but now I'm going to sleep..."
"It's still early, let's think about tomorrow's countermeasures," her eyes sparkled, "no one can escape our pursuit, not even the most cunning mouse! By the way, you don't need to call me your lord, Alliance witches are used to calling themselves sisters."
"Yes... Sister Nightingale."
God, A-Xia doesn't know that he is an ordinary townsman, why is he about to arrest criminals all of a sudden? Isn't that what the patrol team should do? Moreover, after returning from His Royal Highness's study, Lord Yeinging... No, Sister Yeying has always been very excited, and she has repeated the sentence several times just to catch the prisoner with her own hands.
It seems that she is indeed a heroic witch who hates evil. A-Xia sighed in her heart, it's just herself... Can I really help her
Thinking of this, she asked cautiously, "What should we do? I've never caught a criminal."
"It's my mission to catch the murderer," Nightingale said, patting her chest. "You just need to recreate the murder scene, and let everyone see who the real murderer is!"
"Do you mean to recreate the moment when the prisoner made his move?" A-Xia hesitated, "But how can I know when the other party made the move?"
"Uh," Nightingale paused, "That's right. How many times can you use your abilities a day?"
"I practiced with Sister Wendy for a week, and I have been able to use it four times so far, but this should be the limit," A-Xia said in frustration, "My magic power is very limited, if you want to prolong the illusion time, the number of times will have to decrease. In addition, the time cannot exceed two days, otherwise the speed of mana consumption will increase significantly."
"What about the duration?"
"Half, half an hour."
"Well... not enough," Nightingale walked back and forth beside the bed, "If the reappearing moment does not include the prisoners, it will be troublesome." She thought for a while, "If the duration is reduced, can it be longer? How many times have you tried?"
"It should be possible... But I don't know if I can do it," A-Xia murmured in a low voice, "Sister Wendy said that as long as you precisely control the magic power, you can control the display time of the ability at will, but every time I use the magic power, I always feel it Run fast."
"It's a pity that Earl Spell is not here," she looked a little regretful. "In that case, let's deduce a time and try our luck."
"Take... luck?"
"Yeah!" The other party laughed, "My luck has always been good! Otherwise, I wouldn't have met His Royal Highness Roland." Her tone suddenly dropped a bit when she said that, "...It's a pity it's a few days late."
Can that be called luck? A-Xia seemed to have a voice shouting in her heart, no matter how you look at this luck is unreliable! Don't say a few days later, even if it's half an hour at night, my ability is meaningless... Ugh, can I catch the prisoner successfully tomorrow
"Okay, go to sleep." Nightingale blew out the candle, and the night suddenly poured in from the window, filling the room.
"Well," she replied with a bowed head, climbed onto the big bed, and instantly felt that she was surrounded by a layer of soft bedding.
God, is this the bed used by nobles? It was too comfortable, A-Xia buried her head in the pillow without any odor, and felt the slightly sagging curvature of her body, and the whole person stretched out. After a while, a deep sleepiness struck her heart.
I wonder if the witch who lives in His Royal Highness's castle can also have such a comfortable bed? If you sleep on it every day, I'm afraid you won't want to get up in the morning...
While she was in a daze, she heard a whisper from the nightingale beside her.
"I am his shield..."
Then A-Xia fell into dreamland.
…
At dawn the next day, she was woken up by the nightingale.
"Get up, it's time for us to go." The other party said energetically.
"Yes… "
Axiayi reluctantly got out of the bed, put on her coat, and followed Nightingale down to the first floor of the castle. In the hall, a tall brown-haired man was walking back and forth. When he saw the two of them appearing, he immediately stepped forward to greet them and saluted, "Hello, I am Earl of Elk, Rain Medd, on the order of His Highness. Wait here. You are Lord Nightingale, I wonder who this is…”
"A-Xia, my assistant." Nightingale raised her head slightly, "She is also a witch."
"Is that so?" The other party looked a little surprised, but he quickly nodded to A-Xia, "That's great, with your help, the prisoner must have nowhere to hide."
"Where's your manpower?"
"They're all on standby outside the castle."
"Very well, let them wait a while, I haven't had breakfast yet."
"Of course, please take it slow."
A-Xia stared at the two of them intently, until Nightingale turned around and walked towards the dining room, and she hurriedly followed. God, was that really Sister Nightingale just now? She had never seen the other party with such a dignified demeanor. It was not accurate to use majesty, but an aloof aura, as if she was also a noble.
That's not something you can see in civilians.
And the other party is the Earl! He is still an extremely young earl, and if he is placed in Jinsui City, he is definitely the most perfect object in a woman's mind. If it was me, I'd be so nervous that I wouldn't be able to say a word in front of him, but Nightingale seemed to not care about this at all, and even kept the other party waiting.
"Is this not a good idea?" A-Xia carefully asked out the worries in her heart.
"Don't worry, His Royal Highness said that in his territory, nobility is just a title, and the earl can't eat you in one bite." Nightingale smiled, "Besides, the Security Bureau is a higher-ranking department than the City Hall. I am His boss, why can't he wait for me?"
A-Xia suddenly felt that the figure of the woman in front of her became unattainable.
After breakfast, the group left the castle and went to the place where the incident happened last night. Another victim died at home, but this time at the junction of North Street and West Street.
"The fourth one," Nightingale frowned, "and the location is also moving westward."
"This shows that if the murderer notices that the crime is always committed in one block, the communication effect is not so ideal," Ren nodded. "After all, the rat organization no longer exists."
Not long after walking into a muddy alley, the police officer leading the way stopped in front of a dilapidated wooden house, "Sir, this is it."
A-Xia followed Nightingale into the wooden house, her heart skipped a beat.
I saw a man lying on his back on the floor, his neck was cut open, and blood was flowing all over the floor. On the wall facing the door, a dark red crossed crown mark was drawn, and a strong smell of blood came out.
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