Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

As an experienced veteran policeman, the case handling experience enough to compile into a criminology book tells him that no matter how bland the outcome of each case, the beginning stage must be the most interesting and challenging.

This time it seems to be no exception.

Xavier Mach's senior detective is leaning against the expensive sports car. The metal parts that are not accidentally put on may scratch off the paint, sniff the air with the smell of car wax, and ignore the silence that rushed past with his head down The crowd, he gave a friendly smile to the boy in front of him.

"Pierre Marseille Youth League member?"

"Yes, sir."

"Outstanding youth league member badge winner, first place in the entrance exam for the whole year?"

"Yes, sir."

"That's really great, what about your sword?"

The boy proudly drew his dagger from his waist, holding in both hands the symbol of honor that only a handful of fourth-grade minor citizens can obtain. Mach took the dagger, looked at the imperial eagle emblem at the end of the hilt, and looked carefully at the boy with his head raised and chest in front of his eyes, but showing humility.

--interesting.

Yu Guang's face is vague, but Mach has outlined Marseille's life portrait in his head.

He is full of enthusiasm, full of ambition and enterprising spirit. He is not very comfortable with the status quo, but he dare not challenge authority. The so-called outstanding students and the so-called model nationals are nothing more than a higher ladder to him, and they are meaningless otherwise. There will be an almost fanatical enthusiasm for anything that helps to stand out, as if there is energy that will never be used up.

Mach has seen many such fourth-class citizens, from adults to minors, who are basically small bureaucrats out of a mold. Know how to succeed, how to please the strong, cunning, smart, and snobbish.

The various characteristics of Marseille are no different from those of people. It is reasonable to say that when such a person sees a member of an anti-government organization or finds a clue related to the anti-government organization, they will definitely report it as soon as possible to obtain Reward and accelerate the opportunity to advance. Discussing the case with such a model fourth-class citizen is obviously a waste of time and energy, and may also lead to information leaks. It may be better to go to those places where anti-government organizations often infest. Perhaps a breakthrough may have been made long ago.

However, the reason why Mach chose Marseille as the first search target was not a whim, nor was it too troublesome to select one by one, and he clicked on the boy with his eyes closed.

In his mind, the boy was among the top few on the list of suspects.

Years of experience in handling cases have given Mach an intuition similar to the sense of smell of canines. Just looking at the face, he can smell the offender's breath, just like a fox or a hungry wolf sniffing out the hiding place of prey.

Marseille's performance is very normal, calm, calm, courteous, polite, and cleverly control the distance and conversation in the middle of the area that will not make the other party offend and too flattering. It is completely in line with the etiquette and attitude that should be given to the contact between first-class citizens and first-class citizens.

Too normal and too calm-it revealed that he did have a problem.

Is it possible for any fourth-class citizen called by the secret police of the Imperial Social Order Security Bureau to ask questions so easily and naturally? There are not many people who can speak without stuttering.

Interesting, really interesting.

Mach returned the dagger to the boy, and looked at the model student again carefully. School life has not yet imprinted the adult's mark on the child's face. This is a pink, delicate face with a hint of girlish temperament. It looks simple and harmless, and it will not intersect with negative words such as "criminals" and "traitors".

"Your family members must be proud of you."

Mach concealed a beast-like sneer and asked in a kind tone, sounding like the child's uncle, not a secret policeman.

"Yes, sir."

It was still a formal answer, and the expression on his face showed a trace of pride and pride.

But the more this time, the sudden attack, the more caught off guard and embarrassed, and then flaws in the perfect lie will smash and collapse in one breath.

"By the way, the day before yesterday you went to the municipal library and heard that there was a gun battle?"

Maher said casually, he noticed that the boy's cheeks twitched unnaturally.

"That's a pretty bad experience."

"Yes... yes... that was the first time I saw..."

If it is replaced by a person in the army, after listening to Marseille's turbulent answer, it is estimated that the whole brain is full of thoughts such as "After all, it is only a fourth-class citizen", "People who target the army will be afraid of corpses!" Mach didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

Even after training in military life, the first recruits on the battlefield would still hesitate about the corpses and killings, not to mention a boy who had not yet entered the military camp for rigorous training. It is obviously too much to demand him by the standards of professional soldiers.

Mach softened his tone, then said:

"You don't have to think too much, we just came to verify the situation with all the witnesses who had written notes that day because of the new progress in that case."

"Okay, sir, please."

"There were three people with you at the time, one was a school classmate, and the other two were strangers you didn't know?"

"Yes, sir."

"After finishing the transcript, will you go home with your classmates?"

"Yes, sir."

"Go home directly?"

"Yes, sir."

Every answer is in line with the standard, and every one is impeccable. Even if he pointed out that the time he spent from the municipal library to his home was more than half an hour longer than the normal trip, he would say "Sorry, sir, because of the shooting, My brain was very chaotic. I went the wrong way on the road and wasted my time. Otherwise, it would be "Sir, I was dazed by the Seine because of the shooting." Until decisive evidence is obtained, his statements are reasonable and irrefutable.

——It’s good to be young, ignorant and fearless, as if the entire world is in your hands, as if you are omnipotent.

Leaving a feeling of mockery and envy in his heart, Maher smiled and said suddenly:

"Do you know the two strangers who were with you in the reading room that afternoon, one was killed and the other is unknown?"

The boy was shocked, then shook his head firmly.

"No, I don't know, sir."

"Oh, you don't know? Ah, this is very reasonable. You don't know them, and you don't remember their faces. So yesterday's official announcement did not attract your attention."

Mach said slowly, he noticed that the boy's body was tighter than before.

——If the full score is one hundred points, then the child can already get ninety points.

Calm and calm, with good psychological quality, and not being surprised-to be able to do this is either a powerful person who has long been in power, or a trained intelligence officer. Of course, it is more likely that this scene was as early as he expected, and he was mentally prepared.

"Youth Pierre Marseille."

Mach pulled a piece of chewing gum from his jacket pocket and handed it to the boy, pretending to ask casually:

"Can you take me to visit your house?"

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Mach didn't drive the car into that community, nor did he get out of the car and walk into the plain bakery. Through the "partner" Aipani's audio and video transmission equipment, he could fully control every move in the store. Naturally, there is no need to take the risk of beating the grass and the snake. By the way, this family will not be able to be a man in the future.

A shop patronized by secret police! Who dares to come home in the future?

To take a step back, Mach doesn’t intend to waste extra time in this bakery even if these human issues are not involved.

From the beginning, he determined two things-Pierre Marseilles suspected of hiding members of the anti-government organization for some reason, and the possible hiding place of the magician.

The reason why Mach will stare at this boy is simple, he has the conditions to commit crimes.

A whole day passed. A total of 19 bodies were found in the Lüders Special Administrative Region under the control of the empire. Some drowned the Seine, some committed suicide, and were killed by blunt objects. Among them, 9 had gunshot wounds. There were three more bodies inside because of the arrest and they were beaten on the spot. In the end, all nine corpses were sent to the Dili Institute of Biology. After "scientific and rigorous" screening, the magician research authority of the Dili Institute of Biology-Professor Joseph Menger and the Lieutenant General of the Defense Force- A figure resembling a jailer or butcher, rather than a scholar, made an authoritative conclusion that none of these bodies were magicians.

Seemingly seeing through Mach's suspicion of this conclusion, the Director-General hurled a thick stack of so-called "evidence" covered with the stamp of "the highest and top secret of the country" before Mach. There is a stack of test data from the Mauthausen-Goosen concentration camp in Lencia. From the date, these tests began before the war. The data contains the test results of various comparison tests, including anatomy, on prisoners and Charlemagne prisoners of war, and indicates that these human test data are limited to the system of the Royal Institute of Biology. The main content of the experiment is to distinguish the differences between the brain structure of ordinary people and magicians. The main method is biopsy, some are injecting medicine, some are removing specific parts, and some are implanted with fibers and then taken out, accompanied by a bunch of photos of the brain ——Those exposed after cutting off the skull, placed on the surgical tray, and soaked in the jar. On some data registration forms, the surgeon’s signature was Joseph Menger, whose title was Doctor of Medicine and Brigadier General.

These butchers are indeed authoritative for distinguishing the brains of ordinary people and magicians, and even the devices they invented specifically for killing magicians are the most effective...

Spit a cigarette ring~www.wuxiaspot.com~Mach pushed the cigarette **** into the ashtray.

Since there is no target he wants to find in those bodies, it means that the target is still "unknown", and the probability of living is quite high. Then the question is coming. After getting a shot, how to avoid the empire's eyeliner and get in touch with the local underground organizations? If he did not contact the organization to which he belonged, he hid temporarily and took out the bullet and treated the wound with extraordinary perseverance. How does he ensure food, water and medicine? You should know that the logistics channels of black and white have been controlled. To survive, these things are indispensable. As soon as the injured magician shows up, he will immediately touch the Empire's surveillance network. Being able to live without awakening the empire shows that this person is likely to be able to obtain supplies in the vicinity, without being noticed, or even receiving some kind of help—the Marseille’s warehouse meets these conditions. And the monitoring equipment on the street that day did indeed capture the scene of Marseille's infringement around the crime scene, combined with the inexplicable extension of his time away from the library and home... A detailed picture of the case is almost ready to come out.

Apanni's tour of the bakery seems to be coming to an end. The boy is feeling relieved that he hasn't shown his feet. Waiting for him to come back later, he took him to the warehouse, and then let Epanie take over...

Mach put his hands in his pockets, touched the cold police pistol, confirmed that it had been loaded with bullets, and put it back in his pocket. He adjusted his rearview mirror, trying to smile as kindly as possible. A secret policeman in the mirror grinned at his teeth.

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