"Is it underground?"

Roger guessed.

But this time Henrik did not respond to him, but took Roger to the back of the police station.

He and Peter took out the badges of the two of them and put them on their chests, "Leave the weapon in the car, you are not a demon hunter of the Hunters' Guild, you can't bring a weapon into here." ”

Roger hesitated for a moment, but followed Henrik's instructions.

Henrik was in front of Roger, and Peter was at the back.

"Let's go."

Following the bustling crowd, the three of them walked into the side door of the police station, but the scene they saw when they pushed the door made Roger slightly stunned.

There was no familiar flow of people and facilities, and what appeared in front of Roger was a quaint hall decorated with solid wood.

The space was very open, a chandelier with a diameter of 10 meters hung from the ceiling, and the place where they entered was an open space, with an information desk on the right hand side, and a staircase going up.

Looking back, through the glass was across the street and a fast-food restaurant, although it was the first time to be here, if Roger remembered correctly......

Coming in from the side should be from the police station......

"Haha, don't check anymore."

Henrik interrupted Roger's thoughts.

"This isn't the police station you see, it's another place."

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and a word blurted out.

"Alternate space?"

"Yes and no." Peter on the side spoke.

"It's okay if you think of it as a separate space, but the more you come into contact with it, you should have a deeper understanding."

Peter explained.

"If you put the exit in such a conspicuous place, you are not afraid of being discovered by ordinary people or breaking in by mistake?"

Roger asked with some curiosity.

"No, it won't."

Henrik tapped his badge, "Peter and I activated the badge at the same time to successfully bring you here." ”

"In addition, I also reported to the above beforehand, otherwise, even if you really break in by mistake, you will be taken back to the original world the moment you step here."

"Let's go, do the registration, let's go upstairs."

With that, Henrik took Roger and walked to the information desk on the other side.

There weren't many people in the entire hall, and the few Roger saw occasionally were sharp-eyed and serious-looking.

These people are supposed to be demon hunters affiliated with the Hunters' Guild, just like Henrik.

"Sir, I must remind you once again that you are not allowed to carry any weapons on your body......"

The hostess at the information desk swept her eyes over Roger, as if checking something.

Henrik filled in some simple information and took Roger up the stairs.

The whole building is in an arc, with an exaggerated chandelier in the middle, and the three of them follow the stairs all the way to a room on the fourth floor.

knocked on the door, but just as Henrik was about to follow up, he was stopped by the staff on the side.

"Mr. Henrik, this inquiry is for Mr. Roger alone, please wait outside."

Henrik was stunned, apparently he didn't know about this beforehand, and he gave Roger a relaxed look.

"We're waiting for you outside, just going through the process."

"Okay."

Roger didn't think much of it and followed the staff into the room.

The décor of the room is basically the same as that of the outside hall, with solid wood floors, covered walls, and a long table of cedar wood in the middle of the room.

When Roger entered, the three people sitting behind the table looked up at the same time and looked at Roger with scrutinizing expressions.

Sitting on the far left was a pale, emaciated middle-aged man, with short black hair clinging tightly to his head, thin eyes, and bright light shining in his pupils.

His lips pursed slightly, and although his gaze did not fall on Roger, it made people feel a faint chill, which was very uncomfortable.

Sitting in the middle was an old woman with a kind face and gray hair, who looked like she was not much different from the ordinary women she saw on a daily basis.

Gazing at the woman, the old woman suddenly spoke.

"Roger, you were recommended by Henrik, I have read your profile."

"Let me introduce myself, I'm the head of the Bordeaux Hunters' Chapter, Linda the Dream Diviner."

"Sitting next to me are Mr. Dickinson and Ms. Arlo."

"Mr. Dickinson represents the Demon Hunters, and Ms. Aurora represents the Voodoo Society, and despite her young age, she is the beloved disciple of the Voodoo Queen."

Roger followed Linda's guiding gaze to a black woman with long hair sitting on the other side of her.

Unlike Betty's beauty, the woman in front of her had many local Aboriginal features, with higher cheekbones, the lower part of her cheeks protruding slightly forward, and a golden ring on her thick lips.

With Roger's eyesight, he could easily see the tiny patterns carved on the lip ring.

Could it be a mystery item?

"Then we will officially begin the inquiry, Mr. Roger, and you must answer truthfully." Linda looked at Roger.

"If you're lying, trust me, it's impossible to escape the perception of a dreamer and the observation of a demon hunter."

"And me!"

Arlo on the side suddenly interjected.

"Okay, the inquiry has officially begun!"

Next, led by Linda, the three began to inquire about Roger, including the cause, process and development of the incident, and the basic process was not much different from what Henrik had guessed.

After asking repeatedly for more than 10 minutes, just when Roger thought that everything was about to end, Dickinson, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke: "The information says that you come from a declining demon hunter family. ”

The narrow eyes were fixed on Roger.

"Can you tell me which family it is?"

"I've heard of the Demon Hunter family in Bordeaux City and the surrounding area, is there only one descendant left in your family?"

"Dickinson!"

Just when Roger didn't know how to respond, Linda on the side suddenly spoke.

"Sorry...... It's me who is abrupt. ”

Dickinson lowered his head and said nothing.

At this time, Arlo on the other side suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Roger, after you burst into the room, the python sealed the door with its body, that is, the period before Mansu's death......"

"You're the only one facing her, is that right?"

Arlo's eyes flashed with a strange light, and Roger's heart froze slightly, but he still nodded.

"That's right."

"You said you killed her with Henrik's help, with a sword?"

Arlo's eyes were full of scrutiny, "It's not that I don't believe in your strength, but that you, a demon hunter who uses outdated weapons, can actually kill a witch alone?"

"Even a weakly weak witch."

Before Roger could answer, she asked again.

"Also, didn't you find anything else on her besides that black witch robe?"

With a pounding of his heart, Roger knew that this question should be the key to this inquiry!

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