"We're going to arrest all the prisoners so they don't dare to show their faces in Neverwinter again!"

The nightingale grabbed Asha's shoulder and said aloud. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Uh, yes...... Nightingale," Asha shrank back, "but it's almost time to sleep now......"

"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 of rats!" ”

"Yes...... Sister Nightingale. ”

Oh my God, Ah Xia didn't know why he, an ordinary townsman, was suddenly about to arrest criminals, wasn't that what a patrol should do?, and after returning from the prince's study, Lord Nightingale ...... No, Sister Nightingale has always been very excited, and she has said the phrase "catching the prisoner with her own hands" several times.

It seems that she is indeed a jealous witch warrior, Ah Xia sighed in her heart, but she ...... Can it really help her?

Thinking of this, she cautiously asked, "What are we going to do? I've never caught a prisoner." ”

"It's my job to catch the murderer," Nightingale said, patting her chest, "you just have 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?" Asha hesitated, "but how can I know when the other party did it?"

"Uh-" the nightingale paused, "that's right." How many times a day can you use your abilities?"

"I've been practicing with Sister Wendy for a week, and I've been able to use it four times so far, but this should be the limit," Asha said frustratedly, "My magic power is very limited, and if I want to extend the illusion time, the number of times will have to decrease." In addition, the time should not exceed two days, otherwise the mana consumption rate will increase significantly. ”

"What about the duration?"

"Half, half an hour. ”

"Hmm...... Not enough," said Nightingale, walking back and forth by the bedside, "and it would be a problem if the reappearance did not include the prisoners." She thought for a moment, "If you reduce the duration, can you try a few more times?"

"It should be possible...... But I don't know if I can do it," Asha muttered in a low voice, "Sister Wendy said that as long as you control the magic power precisely, you can control the time of the ability at will, but every time I use the magic power, I always feel that it can run fast. ”

"It's a pity that Count Speer isn't here," she said, looking a little regretful, "in that case, let's deduce a time, and try our luck." ”

"Bump...... Luck?"

"Hmm!" said with a smile, "I've always had good luck!, otherwise I wouldn't have met His Highness Roland." At this point, her tone suddenly dropped again, "...... It's a pity that it's a few days late. ”

Can that still be called lucky? A Xia seemed to have a voice shouting in his heart, no matter how you look at it, this luck can't be relied on! Not to mention a few days late, even if it is half an hour at night, his ability will be meaningless...... Whew, will you be able to catch the prisoner tomorrow?

"Okay, let's sleep. The nightingale blew out the candles, and the night poured in from the window and filled the room.

"Hmm," she replied, looking down and climbing onto the bed, instantly feeling herself surrounded by a soft layer of bedding.

Gods, is this the bed used by the nobles? It's too comfortable, Ah Xia buried his head in a pillow without any peculiar smell, felt the arc of his body sinking slightly, and the whole person stretched out, and after a while, a deep sleepiness hit his heart.

I wonder if the witch who lives in His Highness's castle can have such a comfortable bed? If you sleep on it every day, I'm afraid you won't want to get up again in the morning......

In a daze, she heard the whispers of a nightingale beside her.

"I am his shield ......"

Then Asha fell asleep.

......

The next day, just after dawn, she was woken up by a nightingale.

"Hurry up, it's time for us to go. The other party said energetically.

"Yes......"

Reluctantly, Asha slipped out of the bed, put on his coat, and followed the nightingale down to the first floor of the castle. In the hall, a tall brown-haired man was walking back and forth, and when he saw the two of them appear, he immediately greeted him, stroked his chest and saluted, "Hello, I am Wren Med, Earl of Elk, and I am waiting here on the orders of His Highness. You're the Nightingale, I don't know who this is......"

"Asha, my assistant. Nightingale tilted her head slightly, "She's also a witch." ”

"Is that so?" the other party looked slightly surprised, but quickly nodded to Ah Xia, "That's great, with your help, the prisoner must have nowhere to hide." ”

"Where's your manpower?"

"All on standby outside the castle. ”

"Very well, let them wait a little longer, I haven't had breakfast yet. ”

"Of course, please use it slowly. ”

Asha stared at the two intently, and it wasn't until the nightingale turned to walk to the dining room that she hurriedly followed. Oh my God, was that really Sister Nightingale just now, she had never seen the other party so majestic - no, it was not accurate to use majesty, but a kind of lofty momentum, as if she were also a nobleman.

That's not what civilians can see.

And the other party is an earl, and he is still an extremely young earl, and if he is placed in Golden Spike City, he is definitely the most perfect object in a woman's mind. If it was himself, I was so nervous in front of him that I couldn't even speak, but Nightingale didn't seem to care about this at all, and actually let the other party wait.

"Isn't that good?" Asha cautiously asked about the worries in her heart.

"Don't worry, Your Highness said that nobility is just a title in his domain, and the Count can't eat you in one bite," Nightingale smiled, "Besides, the Security Bureau is a department with a higher status than the City Hall, and I am his boss, why can't I let him wait for me?"

Ah Xia suddenly felt that the figure of the woman in front of him became unattainable.

After breakfast, the group left the castle and went to the site of the incident, where another victim had died in his home just last night, but this time on the corner of North and West Streets.

"Fourth," Nightingale frowned, "and the location is moving westward. ”

"This shows that the murderer noticed that if he always committed a crime in one neighborhood, the transmission effect was not so ideal," Wren nodded, "After all, the rat organization no longer exists." ”

Not long after entering a muddy alley, the police officer leading the way stopped in front of a dilapidated wooden house, "My lord, this is it." ”

Ah Xia followed the nightingale into the wooden house, and her heart jumped.

I saw a man lying on his back on the floor, his neck slit, and blood flowing all over the ground. On the wall facing the door, a dark red crossed crown mark was painted, and the strong smell of blood came to my nose.

"Vomit ......" she covered her mouth so violently that she almost vomited. (To be continued.) )