Professor Ai was held by the assistant with one hand, and the assistant's other hand held the mobile phone to her mouth to make it easier for Professor Ai to speak.
"A spell that allows people to travel freely? Of course it does."
Professor Ai's answer did not go beyond Enid's expectations. In fact, it must have, otherwise it would be impossible to explain how the armored monster acted, but she had new questions.
"If there is such a spell, why hasn't anyone used it? And few people have mentioned it?"
"It's not that simple to carry out long-distance teleportation. Either the person who casts the spell has extremely strong strength, well, at least he has to have thousands of certificates of strength to be able to do it. Or he has to prepare extremely complicated rituals and consume a lot of materials.
and time."
"Thousands of certificates?" Enid clicked her tongue. The people she knew who definitely had thousands of certificates could be counted on two hands, and they were all well-known big shots. These people would definitely not pretend to be some weirdo in armor.
Even if you have to pretend, it is probably easy for others to guess your identity. After all, there are too few people with such power. In their circle, it is not so easy to conceal their identity.
As for the use of rituals, it is even more impossible. There are no relevant traces at the crime scene.
If this is the case, there will be no clues again. Enid was a little reluctant, "Apart from these two methods, are there no other possibilities?"
Professor Ai replied: "I remember you mentioned something to me, a point of view in modern criminal investigation, 'Any spell will leave traces on the scene'. Even if the other party really has some means that we cannot know, then it must be
There will be some clues left at the scene, right?”
Enid felt that this matter was getting more and more complicated, but the harder the prisoner was to catch, the more challenging it was. "Well, it seems I still have to go to the talk show to see it. Hey, I really hope that armor
If weirdos can stop committing crimes so frequently, it will be difficult for me to run away..."
.......
At this time, Renn really had little chance to commit a crime. Accompanied by Captain Seven, he was being transferred to Brica Prison by the security team.
After completing the handover process, Captain Seven found a reason to send the others away. He still had something to tell Ren.
After seeing the last person walking out and closing the door, Ren spoke first. He raised his hands and shook them. A pair of thick black handcuffs were on them, and he twisted his neck.
There was also a metal ring here, and then he raised his legs, which were also shackled.
“Do I have to wear these?”
Captain Seven snorted: "You are a prisoner now, or a key prisoner. These are required to be worn, hum!"
"No, I'm just a weakling with only one certificate or a junior high school diploma. Do I need to bring so many things?"
"Hmph, the rules of Brica City will not change just because of who you are or how strong you are."
"Are you a tauren? Why are you snoring all the time?"
"Hmph...well..." Captain Seven wanted to hum again, but because of Ren's words, he forcibly changed his accent, "Stop telling me these boring jokes, you will go to jail."
Be honest and abide by the rules, do you understand? I will pick you up after a while. "
"How long will it be before I have to go back to class?"
"It depends on my mood."
"..."
Captain Seven gave a few more instructions, which were just to tell Renn not to cause trouble in prison, to rehabilitate him, and to strive for... Well, there is no way his sentence can be reduced.
Then he handed Renn over to the people in Brica Prison.
Renn was put into a transport vehicle that was tightly closed on all sides. He didn't know where he drove all the way. It took about twenty minutes before the vehicle stopped.
Renn thought he would be sent to a cell immediately, but there seemed to be some procedures to be completed here. He was first taken into an office called the Prisoner Reception Office.
After an officer registered his information, he thoughtfully poured him a cup of tea, and the two had a pleasant conversation.
While drinking tea, Ren looked at the surrounding environment: "Sir, you treat prisoners very well here. As expected of Brica City, even prisoners can be treated so normally."
"There's nothing we can do about it." The officer named Grabo, who looked to be in his fifties, said with a smile: "The newcomers who have just arrived may respond with a straight face and a tough tone to the prisoners, but what's the use?
You can't hit or scold him, otherwise it's against the rules. Do you think you have to keep a straight face at work after working here for decades? Since you can't beat or scold him, there's no point in showing a bad face all the time, so why not?
Treat every prisoner kindly, so that they will be more cooperative with our work. Speaking of which, our prison can be regarded as a service industry, so naturally we must keep a smile and provide good service."
Renn gave a thumbs up and praised: "Sir, you really have unique insights."
"No, no, our colleagues are all like me, with a heart to serve everyone. I just hope that everyone can live happily in our prison and live in peace in their old age."
"Uh-huh......."
After sitting in the prisoner reception area for more than half an hour and drinking three or four cups of tea, Renn was taken away by the prison guards.
However, he cannot "move into" the prison yet. Before that, he must stay in the detention room and wait for the prison to arrange a separate cell for him.
Compared with the soft stools and sofas and the reception area for tea, the detention room is much simpler, with only a few small benches and a water dispenser.
Ren remembered what Grabo said that the people here were very kind, so he started chatting with the guard guarding him again.
"Sir, to be honest, this is my first time in prison, and I'm about to enter a key cell. I'm a little nervous now."
The guard waved his hand: "Don't worry, we are very regulated here, and prison bullying will never happen. What you have to do is to live in there until you die. If you don't have a family, we will bury you there."
.”
"You can't just pick a place and bury it, right?" Brica City is very expensive, so Renn doesn't believe that the funeral services provided by this prison are so good.
"Hey, you are biased against us. As I said, our prison is very standardized. We have established a very fair and just points system. Points are awarded to each prisoner every month based on the prisoner's performance during the period of detention.
If the prisoner dies, we will determine the scale of the funeral based on his points. The better his performance in prison, the higher his points. The higher the points, the more advanced funeral services he can enjoy in the end. If he reaches 100 points, we will bury him
In the cemetery, there is a special cemetery for burial at 1000 points. At 10000 points, people from our prison will attend the funeral of the prisoners as family members. Little brother, I heard your situation. You have to live in it for the rest of your life, and there is no
Family, right? Behave well, if I can survive until you die, I will be your father by then!"