Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Chapter 79 - 78 Aftermath l

Chapter 79: Chapter 78 Aftermath l

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The self-driving bus arrived at the station.

Link was the last one to get off.

Most of the returnees to school are local wizard apprentices or Storm Sea New Blood, uh… mostly Storm Sea New Blood, basically in groups of three or two.

Listening to their laughter, some voices crisp, some hearty, smiles either as warm as the spring breeze or as brilliant as the sun, unknowingly, softened Link’s intent and aura of murder.

There are many good things in this world.

There’s no need to let the mood be affected by slaughtering a piece of trash who abused the power of public opinion.

Link smiled and comforted himself and headed towards the school with big strides.

In no time, Link returned to the bottom of the dormitory building, but before he could go upstairs, his personal smart device started to vibrate.

He pulled it out to see, it was a notice from the College Law Enforcement Department, requiring him to go to the Administrative Building’s law enforcement office for questioning instantly.

Having understood the history, the current situation, and the rules and unwritten rules of the West District and the Black Market, as well as the attitude and routine treatment of the school towards the death of a wizard apprentice, especially the Storm Sea New Blood, Link had psychologically prepared for this.

It’s just that, his original plan was to slowly look for opportunities during a month and a half holiday, he didn’t expect to do it on the first day of the holiday.

The timing was just too good, and fleeting.

He felt sorry for such a good opportunity if he didn’t take decisive action.

Putting away his portable smart device, Link turned around and walked towards the administrative building.

The office of the College Law Enforcement Department is adjacent to the office of the school dispute and accident investigation and mediation, separated by a wall.

The door was closed.

Link went forward and knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

A familiar voice came from the office.

As Link pushed the door, he searched his memory, and immediately found the owner of the voice.

It was the person in charge of the office next door, an elder who, at a glance, put pressure on him like a mountain.

Why was he here?

A question flashed in Link’s mind, but it didn’t stop him from politely greeting: “Hello, I’m Link Grande, coming in for questioning.”

The elder, or Wizard Cody, sitting behind the office desk, glanced at Link indifferently and asked, “Do you know Harold Andrews?”

“I’ve heard of the name.”

Link had entered a purely rational state and replied calmly, “Perhaps I’ve seen him, but I don’t know him well, and we haven’t seriously communicated.” There wasn’t a single lie in the whole sentence, it was true.

His attitude was sincere.

Cody the Wizard didn’t believe these nonsense, this man killed someone, but he just met them?

But he was just following the investigation procedure in the College Law Enforcement department charter, and he didn’t particularily want to find out who killed Harold Andrews, then uphold justice.

So he just let Link gloss over this question.

Wizard Cody continued to ask, “Where did you go today? Is there any proof?”

“I went to Ravensmouth City, I browsed all five districts, to familiarize myself with the environment.”

Link continued to answer truthfully, without any deception,

“I first went to the Central City’s Main Tower, to get my residency certificate. Then I took the rail transport train through the North City District and got off the train in the East District.

After visiting the East District, I took the train to the South City District.

As for the West District, I had just had lunch at the time, so I walked there, incidentally to help digestion.

Perhaps, you can verify my travel records.”

Telling one lie, then you have to tell countless lies to make up for it.

The more lies you tell, the easier it is to be exposed.

So, Link adheres to the principle of not telling falsehoods and not telling the full truth to cope with this hearing.

Link believed that in this way, he could best “cooperate” with the College Law Enforcement Department and quickly downplay the matter of Harold Andrews’ death outside the school.

Although providing a reasonable explanation, it did not give the Law Enforcement Department of the College a handle to embarrass them.

Therefore, Link summed up his itinerary in general and used concise language to describe it comprehensively.

“Hmm.”

Wizard Cody, through the Main Tower Spirit of the intelligent management center of the Junior Division, got in touch with the Main Tower Spirit of the Intelligent Management Center of Ravensmouth City to verify the travel records of Link Grande.

After confirmation, Wizard Cody looked serious but murmured in his heart.

This kid is really cunning and thoughtful.

It was his first time going to Ravensmouth City, his first time to the West District, and his first time to the Black Market. He already knew to walk from South City, not to take the rail transport train.

As such, if you want to determine when and where he went to the West District from, you will have to retrieve a lot of surveillance records.

This time, only a Storm Sea New Blood died.

Unlike the last time when the signal jammer of the Intelligent Law Enforcement Puppet entered the school, Wizard Cody didn’t bother to trouble himself with a case the school management required the Law Enforcement Department to solve.

No problem with the itinerary, the hearing passed.

Wizard Cody once again let Link gloss over a question.

Tapping his fingers on the table, Wizard Cody mulled over for a moment. He lifted his eyes and stared into Link’s eyes, asking seriously, “Harold Andrews died in West District’s Spider Tail Lane this afternoon, what do you think of this incident? Talk in detail.”

Link lowered his head to ponder, naturally avoiding Wizard Cody’s gaze.

At times, making eye contact can show sincerity;

At other times, forcing eye contact can seem insincere.

Link knew that Wizard Cody knew he killed Harold Andrews, and Wizard Cody knew that Link knew he knew Link killed Harold Andrews.

With such nesting, Link shouldn’t force eye contact with Wizard Cody at this time.

After a moment of silence, Link looked up and met Wizard Cody’s gaze, replying seriously, “Sorry, I refuse to answer this question because I don’t pay much attention to it.”

“Huh…”

Upon hearing this, Wizard Cody started to ponder.

One was asking “what do you think” on the surface, but in actuality asking “do you regret or falter after killing Harold”.

The other was replying “I don’t pay much attention to it” on the surface, meaning “I have already killed, where is the regret or hesitation”.

After a while, Wizard Cody made a decision.

Or rather, he had made a decision long ago, he’d just followed the incident handling procedure just now, so the administration couldn’t blame him.

He entered a final statement in his office smart computer, cleared Link Grande of suspicion, and determined that Harold Andrews’s death was an unsolved case.

There was no need to dissect the body to investigate the exact cause of death any longer.

All the organs that could be taken were taken, for recycling.

Those organs that could not be taken, along with other parts that could not be recycled, were used to make biological culture material.

“You can go.”

After filling in the final statement, Wizard Cody waved his hand at Link, issuing an order to leave.

This boy is too cunning and tricky, it’s annoying to even look at.

“Sorry for taking up your time.”

Link bowed as a courtesy, and slowly exited the College Law Enforcement Department office.

With the official stamp of the school, the matter ended here.

No one can publicly question Link about the death of Harold Andrews in the future.

Otherwise, it would be opposing the school!