Fanatics of the Magic Academy

Rose rented a room in the slum for 400 marks a month.

He temporarily settled Tiana here.

After Tiana had cried enough, she lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Rose prepared some food and placed it on the table next to her so that Tiana could eat when she woke up.

Rose walked out of the house, intending to deal with Hope's mess first.

He plans to anonymously submit Hope's materials to the police department.

To Rose's great surprise, there was a police station in the slum.

He'd been living in the slums for so long, and only now did he realize there was a police station there.

The gangsters pulled out their modified automatic pistols and started shooting, but no police officers came.

Gangs brazenly extort protection money and rob property at will, and there are no police around.

He blew up an entire gang, and didn't see a single police officer...

Oh, it seems that large-scale destruction by magicians is not within the jurisdiction of the police department.

There is a corresponding organization to manage it. I don't know the full name of it, but according to the magician I worked with today, it is simply called the "Management Bureau".

Rose inquired a little about the police station.

Then he smiled with relief.

The police station in the slum only has 3 officers.

No wonder they don't care about gangs.

On the first day of my shift, I accidentally suffered acute metal poisoning on the second day after get off work.

It's not that slow.

The three police officers at the police station also possessed unique skills.

In addition to their fixed salaries, they also made extra money by trafficking corpses and collaborating with gangs.

In reality, what they call a cooperation is just the gang giving them some money and telling them not to worry about anything.

Why do we say these three brothers possess extraordinary skills?

It is said that the three brothers used their official positions to curry favor with the shooting range and supply it with corpses.

They did this to make money in order to find more bodies.

The three brothers even took turns infiltrating homeless shelters, posing as homeless people.

By offering small favors to the homeless in the surrounding area, one can quickly assess the situation and determine who is near death.

Then, taking advantage of their better physical condition than the average homeless person, they would preemptively seize the corpses and then sell them to the shooting range.

This led to the three brothers becoming known to the homeless.

God's.

The police and the people are like one family.

Later, the three of them stopped pretending and even stopped pretending to be homeless and just asked directly.

They sought out homeless people who were too thin to handle the corpses and were addicted to drugs.

They directly asked them for information, then gave them small favors, and these homeless people gradually became the three brothers' eyes and ears and undercover agents.

And so, the three brothers managed to do quite well.

They've truly settled in Bengbu.

Rose arrived at the police station and looked at the dilapidated police station, which had not been maintained for a long time.

He began to doubt whether the preparations he and the magician had made over the past half day were truly necessary.

However, considering Hope's official status, no matter how the three of them arranged themselves, or how Hope acted like a roadside figure,

These three guys also have to go through the same procedure.

Rose and the magician essentially gave the three of them a way out.

Rose placed the prepared report about Hope in a conspicuous spot on a broken table inside the police station.

Rose thought for a moment, folded the letter of complaint in half, stuffed 100 marks inside, weighed it down with a stone, and left the dilapidated police station.

Not long after Rossie left, Officer Harlow staggered in, reeking of cheap alcohol.

He collapsed onto the table like a lump of mud, falling into a deep sleep and snoring.

After an unknown amount of time, Haro woke up groggily, wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the paper on the table that was being held down by a pebble.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

After he unfolded the paper and saw the 100 marks tucked inside, he instantly woke up.

Harlow glanced around furtively, and after confirming that no one was around, he swiftly stuffed the banknotes into his police uniform pocket.

Then, he casually glanced at the contents of the whistleblower letter.

After reading it, he curled his lip and said, "Tch, I thought it was something serious, turns out that old geezer Hope just kicked a hornet's nest."

Yes, these three guys already knew about Hope's situation.

In the slums, when it comes to intelligence, these three guys are second to none.

One of the brothers' side jobs was providing intelligence to magicians or important figures who occasionally lurked in the slums.

Generally speaking, gangsters wouldn't even give them the time of day, nor would they cooperate with the three of them. "Go ahead and try to mess with us, and we'll see if we don't destroy you."

The reason the three brothers were able to cooperate with the gang was because the magician behind the gang had provided him with information for free when he first came to the slums.

Then they found their way onto this path.

As for the occasional big shots who come, it's because this is the most chaotic and impoverished place in Lovilia, and some of their children come out of curiosity.

The three brothers provided intelligence and escorted him.

Of course, there are also those with a morbid curiosity or a perverted mentality who come here just to rob and kill homeless people. They are purely addicted, and as long as they are paid, the three brothers will provide information and cover for them.

So the three brothers already knew about Hope's little scheme, and not only that, he also knew that a magician was standing behind her.

After all, it's hard for anyone not to notice those exotic enhancement agents.

These three guys are busy making extra money every day and can't be bothered with Hope's little quirks.

"However... Hope is supposed to be a soup kitchen, so it would be troublesome if he just died like that..."

Haro rubbed the banknotes in his pocket through the fabric, his cloudy eyes darting around.

Since the other party has already paved the way for me, I might as well go to the scene, go through the motions, and close the case.

Half an hour later, Harrow staggered and kicked open Hope's door.

He searched the house thoroughly, turning everything upside down, but found nothing of value.

He spat angrily on the ground and cursed:

"Fuck! I knew they were being generous by leaving a hundred marks; they'd already swindled themselves clean!"

Based on the contents of the whistleblower letter, Harlow went to the basement.

He picked up the diary and journal on the table and glanced at them.

Even someone as worldly-wise as him couldn't help but feel a little emotional:

"Hope is quite a character."

Although he knew Hope had some quirky hobbies, he never expected them to be this perverted.

His eyes darted around, and he stroked his chin, muttering to himself:

"Perhaps I could squeeze some money out of the soup kitchen?"

He picked up the journal on the table, and gradually made up his mind.

......

As Ross walked down the street, he pondered what to do with Tiana.

After thinking about it, he decided not to speculate on it himself and went to the supermarket to buy a bag of fruit.

You should ask Mason, who has a lot of experience, about these issues.