Andrew said it would be a simple record. In truth, it really was a very simple record.
After Zheng Qing followed him to the Trident Sword office, he merely filled out several forms according to procedure—including his identity information, enrollment information, and so on—then signed documents such as the notice of assistance in the investigation, the on-site inspection record, and the interview transcript. That was the end of it. The entire process took only a little over half an hour.
Of course, throughout that time, the Trident Sword staff patiently tended to the Trumpet Flower and Shadow Recording Grass in the flowerpots, ensuring that the entire investigation could be properly documented.
When the investigation was over and Andrew saw Zheng Qing out of the office, he reminded him, "Based on the current investigation, since the Descendant of Sato Guya struck first, even if you really blew it apart, you probably won't need to bear civil liability for compensation... Of course, before the actual conclusion comes out, all I can offer is speculation."
At that, Zheng Qing felt much more at ease and thanked him repeatedly with a grateful expression.
Andrew blinked, his tone becoming even more cordial. "Upholding justice and peace and protecting wizards' basic rights are what the Wizard Alliance Investigation Bureau is supposed to do... Don't worry, we will never let a hero bleed and cry!"
That last sentence was forceful and resounding, making Zheng Qing's skin crawl and sending goosebumps across his back.
Something was wrong. Very wrong.
Zheng Qing mulled it over inwardly, one thought after another surfacing in his mind.
This was not the first time he had dealt with this round-faced little fat man. Even the first time, Andrew had openly talked at length with Thomas about gambling and such in front of Zheng