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    Deborah returned to her desk, making people around her startle on the way back to her seat, and quietly looked down at some documents placed on her seat.

    ‘Ugly bastards.’

    A people who do not even feel guilty about doing anything for their own benefit.

    Someone like that must be satisfied, saying they ‘used their power’ to cover up this incident.

    This incident was also like that.

    As a result of questioning those around me, I found out that there were currently bad rumors going around about the Lady of the Marquis de Grenot.

    The daughter of the Grenot family will soon be getting married.

    In that case, rather than uncovering the dishonor of a daughter who may be betrothed to another family in a few years, they simply chose to cut out a daughter from the family who has already been tainted by a dishonor that is difficult to prove.

    The death of Viscountess Druwella was no different from being pressured by a little boy called the head of the Marquis de Polignac, whose intentions I could not understand at all.

    ‘A simple mistake… …

    That can’t be possible.’

    Viscountess Druwella’s gang found nearby clearly had sword marks.

    Academy students who have learned even a little bit of swords would not do something stupid like swinging their swords and attacking each other, and the reason why the suspect, Anne de Monenegen, is excluded from all circumstantial evidence is because she did not have a sword to attack her opponent. There are only one reason.

    If you think about it simply, it could be seen as an attempt to cover up an unpleasant incident that occurred at the academy, but at best, the suspect was the Baroness.

    Rather, from the Academy’s perspective, it could be seen as a simpler and more certain way to deal with it by accusing him of an innocent crime and sending him out.

    That way, even if any dissatisfaction arises in the future from the families of the injured ladies, the academy will not make any enemies.

    ‘There’s something more behind it.

    ‘It’s not just a stabbing incident.’

    But wouldn’t it be rather strange for the Academy of St. Plancina to launch a disguise, risking its own reputation to protect an insignificant member of a baron’s family?

    ‘But where?’

    No matter how much I think about it, the only conclusion I can reach so far is that there is something about the Baroness, who is neither special nor amazing.

    Maybe even she was just a victim caught up in a fabricated crime to hide something.

    ‘Nothing is certain yet.

    I just have to start looking for it now.’

    “That… Inspector… …

    Now it’s time to go on a site inspection… ”

    “Eggplant.”

    At the call of her subordinate, who came trembling and interrupted her thoughts, Deborah opened a desk drawer and stuffed the documents in her hand, stood up from her seat, and began to take off the uniform she was wearing.

    “Hiik!!”

    The subordinate, who was startled by the sight of her suddenly unbuttoning her clothes, squatted down as if in convulsions, and before he knew it, she had changed from her flashy uniform to a monk’s attire and was walking out next to her subordinate. .

    As a subordinate, before I felt sorry for not being able to see that healthy, bare body wrapped in underwear, my survival instinct that felt passing death may have taken precedence over my carnal desires.

    But even if you think about it that way, it was a truly disappointing scene.

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    “Sa… The deceased, Raoul Frederic, was described as not showing any special flaws as a result of the interrogation.

    You can see it as an ordinary small citizen… ”

    Investigators gathered at the home where the deceased was found on the outskirts of the royal capital.

    At the scene where the mage was still reading the magic of the scene and examining past action history, Deborah, who was quietly watching the scene, was lost in thought for a moment while listening to her subordinate’s report.

    He then held up the bottle of what appeared to be drugs found at the scene for a moment, turned it around, and then opened his mouth in a sharp voice.

    “The cause of death is cessation of life due to drug overdose.

    He literally bought drugs from somewhere and overdosed.

    Under Kingdom law, the sale and use of unauthorized drugs is severely punished.

    Has the purchase route been confirmed?”

    “That’s… As you know, drug addicts are difficult to find in the first place due to their nature…

    Most of them are in the form of point structures that are easy to cut…

    The greatest achievement of this investigation would be the arrest of a small organization… ”

    “That’s not important.

    So, what is the purchase route?”

    “That… I don’t know…

    It could be that he bought it directly from a back alley, but only he knows that…

    Or maybe it was just a one-off sale after being approached by one of the dealers… ”

    “Then who are the currently known dealers?”

    “There are several low-level dealers who are wanted…

    Even if they are wanted, most of them hide around and cannot be caught.

    I don’t know if it’s in the royal capital right now, or if it’s buried in a field somewhere… ”

    “If they had been stupid to begin with, they would have been caught and punished a long time ago.

    We start with an investigative investigation according to the manual.

    Once we catch Dulmi, we will deploy magic investigators from then on.”

    “Yes? Are you serious?”

    “Where is the problem?”

    “Ah.. no!!

    Let the investigation begin!!”

    Deborah, who looked at the subordinate who responded with a salute and scattered while leading the other subordinates while giving instructions here and there, gently backed away and began to slowly walk forward along the alley.

    ‘Among the victim’s actions during his lifetime, he left the house in a direction other than going to work once or twice a week.’

    She was walking steadily, looking at the floor as if she could see footprints in front of her, moving as her feet took her as if she were wandering.

    ‘There are mostly residential areas around.

    But there is one slum and two markets nearby.’

    As she walked, each time she came across an alley, she confidently began to walk. Various thoughts were appearing and disappearing in her head.

    ‘Normally, you might think of it as a slum that’s easy to hide.

    However, a faint fishy smell remained in the bottle. ‘It smells fishy.’

    Before she knew it, Deborah’s steps were leading her to the market.

    So again today, as she walked through the bustle of people’s laughter and bargaining at the large open market, Deborah looked around and smiled a small, unnatural smile on her lips.

    ‘There is only one place that sells fish. Is this the place?’

    She walks to the stall, passing by a customer who is smiling brightly and wrapping a fish in paper to take away.

    Deborah, who was still walking with her back to her, quietly looking at the fish that were being cooled using the freezer, bowed her head with a faint smile when she heard the fishmonger’s voice welcoming her.

    “Fish oil!! Is there something you’re looking for, ma’am?

    The water is good for the bluefish that came in today, and the wyvern is also pretty good!!”

    “I think grilling would be good, or boiling soup would be good.”

    “If you want to eat it grilled, bluefish is definitely in season.

    However, to eat it as soup, all the soup fish were gone… Hehehe!!”

    “So, what about other meats?

    I heard that they sell special meat here.”

    “What is that… … ”

    “Meat sought after by people who want to experience fantastic taste.

    Is there no such thing anymore?”

    “Hmm… Whose recommendation did you come here? … ”

    “Raoul Frederic.”

    “Oh? I guess you’ve come to the right place.

    Then just tell me what you need… ”

    “You’re not as smart as I thought.

    That would be my mistake.”

    “Yes? What is that… Wow!!”

    The fishmonger, who was looking back at Deborah with a confused expression, was grabbed by the collar and pinned to the stall, and his screams echoed loudly throughout the market.

    “This is Inspector Deborah, an investigator at the Public Security Police Department.

    I’m arresting you for illegal drug trafficking.”

    “What!! What is that… Kehehe!! Sound!!

    I’ve never done anything like that… !!”

    “Yes. This is it. I cut open the fish’s stomach and placed a medicine bottle inside.

    Because of the fishy smell, it could have fooled the sense of smell of the hunters directly under the security department.”

    Deborah pressed her gloved hand on the stomachs of several fish at the stall next to her, opened the cracked stomach of one of them, and held the glass bottle inside the fish’s stomach in front of him.

    A glass bottle of almost similar size and shape to the one seen in the deceased’s house earlier.

    By that, everything was becoming clear.

    “Did you think you wouldn’t get caught if you did this?

    The customer who left just now was also a drug addict.

    A gait that becomes disheveled no matter how hard you try.

    He stumbled as if he had been drinking in broad daylight.

    Although he walked well despite being lame.”

    “Oh my gosh!! Save people!!

    This woman caught a live person!!”

    “The crime of distributing illegal drugs is punishable by capital punishment under national law… ”

    Deborah grabbed the collar of the fishmonger, who was shouting meaninglessly, and slammed him down on the stall again. She looked down at the fishmonger who was struggling as if he had lost his mind, and quickly bowed down with a speed that was unnecessary.

    When the sound of a wooden club passing neatly past the back of her head and making a clanging sound passed her ears, she pulled out the sword hanging at her waist with its sheath, with her eyes shining sharply.

    Deborah, who swung her sword with its scabbard intact and knocked down a gangster who tried to hit her in the back of the head, was able to spot several men starting to surround her.

    The images of these people each holding weapons that could be said to be dangerous, such as iron clubs, farming tools, and kitchen knives.

    Deborah, who was looking with indifferent eyes at the men who were slowly closing the distance with their weapons aimed at her, instead took the sword she was holding and held it at her side again.

    The men looked embarrassed, but it didn’t take long to find out the reason.

    “Ugh!!”

    “Ugh!! my hand!! The hand!!”

    “Aaaa!!”

    The market, which had already become a chaos, was filled with shouting and screaming.

    Before she knew it, the men who had been running towards Deborah were rolling around on the floor, each holding onto a piece of her body.

    I don’t know when she pulled out the sword, but the long sword in her hand had a few drops of blood flowing down the tip.

    The fishmonger, who was trying to take advantage of the chaos and run away, stopped in his tracks when he felt a cold touch on his back.

    “According to the strict laws of the country, you are arrested.

    Before that, I’ll give you a chance to confess who your boss is.”

    “That… I don’t know that!! It’s true!!”

    “It’s going to be difficult until the end.”

    With a small sigh, her sword swung, and the fishmonger laid down on the floor.

    Seeing that scene, screams erupted from those around them again, but this time they only knocked him out by cutting him with the back of his sword, and no one else died.

    And not long after, the criminals were handed over to his subordinates who came to see the news of the uproar, and all the drugs hidden in the fish stall were confiscated, and the day’s investigation seemed to be coming to an end.

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