Don't confiscate my citizenship

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The interior of the warehouse on the second floor of Boss Mao's restaurant seemed quite dark. A few weak beams of light from the windows barely penetrated the thick rain curtains and curtains, leaving sporadic light spots on the ground.

It is not like a traditional storage room, but more like a hidden secret room. The room only relies on a few dim chandeliers as the light source, and each solid wooden board appears heavy and durable over time.

In the center of the room, a man was tied to an iron chair. His body leaned forward, his head drooped slightly, his eyes were closed tightly, his cheeks were pale, and his hands and feet were tightly bound by tough ropes. He was dressed in dark clothing. Under the dim light, the dust was clearly visible, as if it had been dragged along the ground.

When the door was closed again, the entire warehouse fell into a deep silence, with only the faint sound of rain beating on the windows, like a continuous lullaby.

In this way, the warehouse remains unchanged.

"..."

Until Phoenix finally began to frown and his eyelashes trembled slightly, which was a sign of regaining consciousness.

The corners of his mouth twisted, and a low roar came from his throat, as if he was troubled by some kind of pain.

He tried to think back, but there were only hazy memories in his mind, making him feel exhausted.

Then, Phoenix's originally closed eyes slowly opened, revealing cold, sharp eyes.

He felt the support of the hardwood chair back on his back, and his hands were tightly locked on the armrests of the chair with cold handcuffs. He was trying to understand the situation he was in, but what he felt more of was anger and unwillingness.

The curse on his body has been unable to be resolved. It is obviously a terrible curse that far exceeds his rank, making him as weak as a seriously ill person.

His brain still felt like it was shaking from the lingering sting from the mental trauma that had knocked him out earlier.

He reluctantly raised his head and looked forward. A dark wooden table occupied the center of his vision. On the table were several documents and two teacups.

On the other side of the table sat two figures that were extremely familiar to him.

Lan Qi was leaning back on the chair calmly, steam rising from the tea cup in his hand. He blew it gently, savoring the tranquility of this moment.

Huberian sat aside, the pen in his hand resting on the paper, ready to record every detail that followed.

Besides them, who else adjusted the angle of a bright light in front of the table. The beam of light shone directly on Phoenix's face. He involuntarily dodged and squinted his eyes. The muscles on his face were used to resist the sudden stimulation. And tight.

"Do you know why you came in?"

Lan Qi put down the teacup, looked at Phoenix, and asked calmly.

"Lan Qi! You shouldn't tie me up, I want to see the professor of our college!"

Phoenix quickly maintained his composure and spoke righteously.

Even if he misses.

These guys have no way to determine his identity, let alone convict him.

At that time, the civilians in the restaurant were all controlled by the [Grand Puppet Theater], and they couldn't even get a witness for his attempted assassination of the princess.

Lan Qi saw Phoenix's attitude and said nothing.

"Phoenix, male, 19 years old, born on May 11, 1778 in the solar calendar, is a national of the Kingdom of Aloran, unmarried, currently studying at the Royal Academy of Aloran, has no criminal record, no loans, his parents are deceased, and he has a younger sister. "

Lan Qi picked up the documents on the table and looked up at Phoenix while reading.

This was the personal information, social status, family background, etc. of each student and teacher of the Aloran Kingdom academic visiting team that he had asked Frey to investigate before coming.

"It's quite hidden, Resurrectionist."

Lan Qi put down the document in his hand, looked at Phoenix and sighed.

"You are slandering, slandering, and violating my personal freedom!"

Phoenix looked indignant and yelled at Ranch.

Phoenix was convinced that as long as he refused to admit it, Lan Qi would be unable to do anything to him, because Lan Qi would have no evidence to prove that he was a Resurrectionist.

Now in Icerita, the capital of King Hutton, it is impossible for them to lock themselves up for a long time or lynch themselves!

Otherwise, if Icerite College discovers that a student from the academic visiting team from the Kingdom of Aloran is missing, it will definitely launch a thorough investigation. When Lan Qi is found, Phoenix will still have a way to bite back.

"Classmate Phoenix..."

Lan Qi's voice is gentle and full of authority. He doesn't speak too fast and pronounces each word clearly and forcefully.

"You know, I have been in this field for so many years and I have seen all kinds of bad students. Some repented and some refused to repent. But they were all corrected in the end. How long do you think this process would take if it were you? ?”

Lan Qi just sat patiently at the table, holding his chin with his fingers crossed, looking at Phoenix with a smile.

It made Phoenix feel a little scared for a moment.

He wanted to reason, but Lan Qi didn't listen at all.

As the saying goes, those who are soft are afraid of those who are hard, those who are hard are afraid of twisting, those who are twisted are afraid of life-threatening ones, and those who are life-threatening are afraid of lunatics.

Lan Qi is obviously the last one.

Phoenix lowered his head and gritted his teeth in thought.

Thinking about it carefully, Phoenix still doesn't understand why his perfect plan suddenly took a sudden turn in the middle of the smooth progress, and then fell into the hands of Lan Qi.

It seemed that from the moment he came to the Hutton Kingdom, he was the real prey.

Everything is wrong.

It was clearly Lan Qi who was showing the light and he was hiding the secret!

Phoenix was now filled with strange fear and regret.

Why do you want to provoke this guy? Obviously when I first met this thing in Purgatory Corridor Academy, I instinctively felt that something was wrong with him.

At that time, Phoenix didn't recognize that the Glow Demon Principal was the challenger, and he didn't even know that Lan Qi existed. It wasn't until he returned to the present world that he got information from the Church of Resurrection——

The glow demon is played by a student of Iclita Academy named Lanci.

"Classmate Phoenix, it doesn't matter to me whether you admit it or not, and whether we have a way to get you to admit that you are a Resurrectionist, because this is the fact."

Lan Qi picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then looked at another figure standing next to him,

"Teacher Lanfu, please do some ideological education work."

The poet who had just pointed the light at Phoenix's eyes nodded and let go of the light, walked towards Phoenix, and looked around him.

"who are you?!"

When Phoenix saw the figure of the gray-haired female demon clearly again, he couldn't help but trembled and asked, as if it was an instinctive fear.

He was very sure that it was this guy who thought he was an ant just now.

At this moment, she seemed to have taken off her disguise and returned to her true self, no longer hiding her evilness with a cold face.

However, before she took action, she was still only at level one!

"I love poets."

The poet of great love is wearing a black jacket, the hem of the skirt is fluttering gently in the wind, and there is a warden-like hat on her head. She recently started asking Lan Qi to buy her new clothes, but it’s just her taste. Very strange.

"It's a pity that the three gods are not here, otherwise there would be no need to trouble me."

The beloved poet sighed quietly.

Those three clergymen, who were deeply influenced by her and Lan Qi, should be able to pry open Phoenix's mouth within an hour.

"..."

Hyperion's eyes twitched when she heard this. Of course she remembered what the "Three Gods" were.

She just hoped that when she and Lan Qi went to the Northern Continent for vacation, the three of them wouldn't be too famous.