Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

"Are they so cautious?" Bai Mo couldn't help but asked.

"Humans are their necessity. They can only reproduce by eating a child or a young woman. Those mountain spirits who were not careful are already dead."

Old Man Bao glanced at the mountain spirit who was starting to look frightened. This guy seemed to know. If these people don't get any information from it, they will definitely kill it directly.

When Bai Mo heard this, he thought the same thing, but before that, he wanted to try to find out the traces of the student who disappeared from Lingling's mouth.

With a thought, Bai Mo released the mountain man's mouth. Before he could ask any questions, he heard the mountain spirit shout:

"Master Master! Master Master! I am willing to say, I am willing to say anything. I didn't eat those children. I don't like children. Yes, that's the bet...celibacy. Yes, I am a celibate. I have not eaten them. Man. You believe me!!"

These mountain spirits are there at a time when they shouldn't have too many brains. It seems that the wildness and fearlessness of the demons have also been lost.

"Have you really never eaten anyone?" Bai Mo looked a little convinced, but there was no change in his expression.

He is no longer self-sufficient in expression management.

When the mountain spirit heard what he said, he immediately emphasized again, "Yes, sir, I didn't, I can swear it."

Naturally, Bai Mo would not listen to the oath of a demon who had no sense of propriety, justice or shame, and whose actions were only driven by his own interests and desires.

A country is easy to change but its nature is hard to change. A monster is a monster.

Therefore, he waved his hand, indicating that the mountain spirit did not need to swear, but stared at it with indifferent eyes, and said calmly:

"Since you are willing to say it, then if what you say is true, I will give you a chance to live."

"What...opportunity?" Shan Jing didn't expect Bai Mo to agree so easily. There was doubt in its eyes.

"I will send you to the underground Colosseum. If you can win a hundred games, someone will buy you. Don't worry, I am the judge. I can't control where you go. Those people will not Welcome to me."

This kind of underground colosseum mountain spirit has actually been to it. As for winning a hundred games, it doesn't care. It's better to have a chance than to die now.

So it immediately nodded vigorously, looked at Bai Mo with a grateful expression, and said in a sincere tone: "Master Mage, don't worry, everything I say is absolutely true!"

"Very well, let's first tell you where the child you abducted near the school not long ago is."

"Actually, I hid it in a room next to it. It was my stronghold. I put all the children and women who had disappeared in the past few months there."

Hearing this, Bai Mo raised his head and looked at Lingling. Lingling was typing rapidly on her notebook. Within a few seconds, she stopped.

“I looked at the surveillance in that area and found that many places were blind spots, or were suddenly blocked by something for a period of time. Maybe it really was one of its strongholds.

I have issued an emergency commission in the Hunters' Alliance to go explore there. If we find the women and children trapped inside, we will rescue them.

However, it is not ruled out that there are people working for it, or human traffickers working with it, so in order to prevent armed resistance, I entrusted a few mid-level mages. "

As soon as Lingling finished speaking, the mountain spirit quickly shook his head.

"No, it's still a place where we temporarily hide goods and living people. In addition to throwing enough food and water in there, we will move it when ten people are full, so there is no defense force."

Bai Mo glanced at it and said in a calm tone: "Wait, if you find it, it means what you said is true. Only then will your next words be effective."

The waiting time is long for Shan Jing, but not for Bai Mo.

He glanced at Old Man Bao, who was leaning on the sofa with empty eyes, and took out a plastic bowl from the space with some steaming glutinous rice balls in it.

He handed the bowl of glutinous rice balls to Old Man Bao and said, "Old Man Bao, come and try it. My mother made it."

When Old Man Bao heard this, he raised his eyelids and took a look. Although the glutinous rice balls were a bit bigger and square, he had not had lunch yet, so he took them.

After taking a bite, he put down the bowl. Glutinous rice balls are a favorite of children.

He is an elder, so he only needs to take a small bite at the request of his juniors. There is no need to eat too much.

After a while, Lingling suddenly said: "The mission is completed. The news it just said is true."

"Okay!" Bai Mo nodded slightly and turned to the mountain spirit who was still in the air. He released his hand, put the guy on the ground, and then asked:

"Write down the list of all your subordinates, human traffickers, etc."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a pen and a pile of paper flying from the bar and landed in front of the mountain spirit.

The mountain spirit actually wanted to run away, but when he thought of the powerless feeling when being subdued by Bai Mo, he calmed down.

More importantly, it couldn't see through the unhappy-looking old man.

Picking up the paper and pen in front of me, I lay on the ground and started writing.

It took him some effort to finish writing the list.

"No more?" Bai Mo shook the two pieces of paper in his hand.

The mountain spirit lowered his head, "No more! Master Mage, many people are partners, and I don't know their identities."

Nodding, Bai Mo looked at the two lists and frowned in thought. He raised his eyes and glanced at Lingling.

"Leave it to the Tribunal and the Magic Association. I can't do this."

Lingling agreed, "This really requires people from the Magic Association and the Tribunal to come, but there are still things to ask."

"Do you know the identities of the other mountain elves in the Demon City?" Lingling's eyes were locked on the mountain elves.

"I don't know. We won't tell each other any information, but we all have nicknames for ourselves. I know that Dalabengba is very attractive. There is a black mole on her chest, and her nose is thin. He The butt is darker.”

"Okay, it seems he really can't ask anything else." Bai Mo interrupted, what are these names? Also, from what I mean, these mountain spirits don’t even wear clothes when they meet in the wild, but that’s right, they are not human after all.

Thinking of this, Bai Mo's thoughts began to stir up the space, imprisoning the mountain spirit again, and his eyes showed indifferent killing intent.

"Didn't you say you gave me a chance? Aren't you a judge? Judges don't keep their word!"

"Oh, I've got my chance back now."

Bai Mo said in a calm tone, "As for credibility, I am the judge. The credibility of the judge has nothing to do with me. You should just die."

With that said, he was going to crush this mountain spirit to death.

"Wait, Bai Mo." Lingling called out to him, and Bai Mo looked at her doubtfully. He saw Lingling looking at Old Man Bao, with persistence and even a bit of stubbornness in her eyes.

"Grandpa, is there really no way to investigate further?"

"There are still ways. There are ways to solve many difficulties in this world. But what we lack is the wisdom and heart to come up with solutions, and the strength and courage to implement them."

Old Man Bao leaned on the sofa, and his slow words fell to the ground calmly.

"What has happened before will happen again! Lingling, there is endless investigation into trafficking and fraud. Today there are no mountain spirits, but there will be wild monsters tomorrow. Are you sure you want to keep investigating?"