Three guys wearing brown robes and wide-brimmed hats stood in front of the steps.
Ronald on the second floor couldn't see their faces.
But you can understand the identity of these guys from the shunned attitude of the people around them.
secret police——
There are two types of secret police in Greed.
One is the real secret police. They are special agents who protect regional and national security order, have extremely high authority and keep their identities confidential.
Another type is the superficial secret police.
Although the same identity is kept confidential and has extremely high authority, the second person only uses this identity to facilitate activities, and the two parties are not the same department at all.
They are actually members of the "Grid Mysterious Incident Investigation Bureau".
The mysterious side of the police.
The official kind.
Before Ronald entered Burrenwich, he was scrutinized by the local Bureau of Investigation personnel.
Although the gentleman who examined me at the beginning is not in front of me.
But as long as you see the momentum of these three people blocking the administrative building of the railway station, you know that the people from the Investigation Bureau have not escaped.
At the station, the only person responsible for negotiating with them was Adams.
Real top people rarely come here.
As a middle- and senior-level member of Burrenwich Railway Station, Adams is already the highest-ranking member of staff on duty.
It's a pity because this 'highest' doesn't work very well now.
Even because he was in such a hurry when he ran out, Adams was only wearing a thin shirt at the moment. Like his secretary Martina, she could only endure the cold winter air.
Ronald only stared for a few seconds.
One of the people from the Investigation Bureau quickly raised his head and looked over.
At this moment, there were very few people on the second floor who noticed the movement and came out. The man who raised his head immediately fixed his eyes on Ronald.
Without hesitation, he immediately asked Adams in front of him something.
Adams then raised his head and glanced over, and soon he said loudly:
"Ronald, come down here for a moment."
"This gentleman has something to do with you."
"Run faster!"
"..."
Shrugging, Ronald turned and walked towards the stairs.
This was no different from what he thought.
There were only three mysterious agents in the entire vicinity of Burrenwich Railway Station.
Apart from himself, the other two people stayed in a house outside the station all year round, which was one of the registration offices for mysterious persons entering Burrenwich.
Strictly speaking, it is considered a subordinate unit of the Investigation Bureau.
If Patricia had really just gotten off the train, she should be sitting there checking in right now.
So Ronald was the only ‘outsider’ at Burrenwich Station.
It was natural to be called down immediately.
As soon as they walked down the stairs, one of the three people took the initiative to walk towards Ronald.
Adams was behind, and he didn't forget to shout to Ronald, "Just answer whatever they ask."
However, compared to Adams, the investigator in front of Ronald was not so domineering.
The face under the brim of the hat was half covered by shadow, but it was not difficult to make out.
This is a young man, he looks to be under 30 years old.
Arriving in front of him, he first nodded slightly to Ronald:
"Hello, Mr. Ronald."
"You don't mind if we find a place with fewer people to talk. It's not very convenient here."
"Of course." Ronald said in a confident tone, and even suggested proactively, "We can go to the conference room on the second floor of the office building. It's quiet there and no one will disturb us."
The investigator nodded:
"Then let's go."
Ronald led the people from the Bureau of Investigation to the second floor.
Since the conference room had just been used, the two of them went in and randomly picked two chairs and sat down.
Immediately, the investigator recited a spell in a voice that could only be heard by himself.
Then he turned his attention to Ronald:
"We can get started."
"no problem."
Ronald didn't know that the ability used by the other party originated from that original book.
But this does not prevent him from knowing the effect of this spell.
Before entering Burrenwich, Arida had imparted common sense to him, a novice on the mysterious side.
As long as a member of the [Grid Mysterious Events Investigation Bureau] joins the organization, the first thing they get, in addition to the school mark, is a spell for detecting lies.
This ability is not a hierarchical discerning machine of the laws of cause and effect.
Rather, it is based on the physiological response of the conversation target to determine whether the other party is lying.
If the interlocutor undergoes strict training, he can be completely deceived.
Of course, Ronald had not gone through this kind of training, so he planned to talk to the other party honestly.
The kind with a little bit of skill.
At the beginning, the investigator asked a seemingly irrelevant question:
"When did you come to the train station today?"
Ronald replied honestly:
"It's the same normal working hours as everyone else, around 7 a.m., and all my colleagues know this."
The investigator continued to ask:
"According to the registered information, you are a member of a group called the Copenhagen School, right?"
"That's right."
"Why work at Burrenwich Station."
"Because a friend introduced me, it's Arida, as you know."
"You come from the edge of the forest of Yoiz..."
"That's right..."
The two of them asked and answered questions, and time passed by minute by second.
Finally, after a question that had nothing to do with today's incident, the investigator suddenly asked:
"Did you know that you used your own school's technique today?"
"Huh?" Ronald asked with a confused look on his face, "Use a spell...?"
Immediately, Ronald's face suddenly dawned:
"etc!"
"I see!"
"It was a car accident at the entrance of the station... No, you should have faked the scene."
"You are here today to investigate the mysterious side..."
"Shut up!" Ronald's rambling was immediately interrupted by the investigator. He glanced at Ronald with a low look, "Tell me whether you used magic today, and don't make blind guesses."
"..."
Ronald shrank his head in fear and defended himself with a trembling tone:
"I don't even have the school mark..."
"Whether it's the Copenhagen School or other schools, I can't even use the spells I learned."
-Ronald didn't lie.
——He has never learned magic, he uses the original scriptures.
The investigator frowned, but continued to ask:
"Have you had any arguments with anyone today?"
Ronald still answered honestly:
"I didn't argue with anyone today, and I didn't have any arguments."
——A magic book can’t be considered a person, right?
"..."
The investigator was silent.
I have never used spells, and I have never had any disputes with others...
After thinking for a few seconds, he took out his notepad from his brown coat and then said:
"Tell me more about your itinerary today."
"I'll just make a note at the end."
"no problem."
Ronald smiled happily and honestly stated today's itinerary.