Chapter 89 What has happened before will happen again

"Are they so cautious?" Bai Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Humans are their necessity. Only by eating a child or a young woman can they reproduce. The mountain elves who were not careful have already died."

Old Man Bao glanced at the mountain spirit, which was beginning to look terrified. This guy seemed to know that if these people couldn't get any information from it, they would definitely kill it directly.

Bai Mo thought the same thing when he heard this, but before that, he wanted to try to find out the whereabouts of the student that Lingling mentioned had disappeared.

Bai Mo moved his mind and released the mountain man's mouth. Before he could ask any questions, he heard the mountain spirit shouting:

"Master Mage! Master Mage! I am willing to say, I am willing to say everything, I did not eat those children, I do not like children, yes, that bet...celibacy, yes, I am a celibate, I have never eaten anyone. Please believe me!!"

These mountain spirits had too much brains when they shouldn't have. It seemed that they also lost the wildness and fearlessness of the demons.

"You really have never eaten a human being?" Bai Mo pretended to be somewhat convinced, but his expression did not show any change.

He has already mastered facial expression management without any training.

When the mountain elf heard his words, he immediately emphasized again, "Yes, sir, I didn't, I can swear."

Bai Mo naturally would not listen to the oath of a demon who had no moral integrity and whose actions were driven only by his own interests and desires.

It is easy to change the country but difficult to change one's nature. A demon is always a demon.

So he waved his hand, indicating that the mountain elf didn't need to swear, and instead looked at it indifferently, and said calmly:

"Since you are willing to speak, if what you say is true, I will give you a chance to live."

"What...opportunity?" The mountain elf didn't expect Bai Mo to agree so easily, and there was doubt in its eyes.

"I will send you to the underground Colosseum. If you can win a hundred fights, someone will buy you. Don't worry, I am the judge. I can't control where you go. Those people will not welcome me."

The mountain spirit has actually been to this kind of underground arena, but it doesn't care about winning a hundred battles. It is better to have a chance than to die now.

So it immediately nodded vigorously, looked at Bai Mo with a grateful expression, and said sincerely: "Master Mage, don't worry, everything I say is absolutely true!"

"Very good, then first tell me where is the child you kidnapped near the school not long ago."

"In fact, I hid them in a room next door. It was my base. I put the children and women who disappeared in the past few months there."

Hearing this, Bai Mo looked up at Lingling, who was typing quickly on her notebook, but she stopped after a few seconds.

"I checked the surveillance footage of that area, and there are blind spots in many places, or they were suddenly blocked by something for a period of time. Maybe it really is a stronghold of the eagle.

I have issued an emergency commission to the Hunter Union to investigate the place. If we find the women and children trapped inside, we will rescue them.

However, we cannot rule out the possibility that there are people working for it, or human traffickers working in cahoots with it, so in order to prevent armed resistance, I have entrusted a few mid-level mages to help."

As soon as Lingling finished speaking, the mountain elf shook his head.

"No, no, it's still our temporary hiding place for living people. In addition to throwing enough food and water in it regularly, we will move it when there are ten people. There is no defense force."

Bai Mo glanced at it and said calmly: "Wait, if you find it, it means that what you said is true. Only then will your next words be effective."

The waiting time was long for the mountain elf, but not for Bai Mo.

He glanced at Old Man Bao who was leaning on the sofa with empty eyes, and took out a plastic bowl from the space, which contained some still hot dumplings.

He handed the bowl of glutinous rice balls to Old Man Bao and said, "Old Man Bao, try some. My mother made them."

Upon hearing this, Old Man Bao raised his eyelids and took a look. Although the glutinous rice balls were a bit big and square, he had not had lunch yet, so he took it.

After taking a bite, he put the bowl down. Tangyuan is a favorite food for children.

He is an elder, so he only needs to eat a bite as a token of his appreciation at the request of the younger generation, and he doesn't need to eat too much.

After a while, Lingling suddenly said, "The mission is accomplished. The news it just said is true."

"Okay!" Bai Mo nodded slightly, and turned his gaze to the mountain spirit that was still dropped in the air. He loosened his hand and put the guy on the ground, and then asked:

"Write down a list of all your subordinates, your network of human traffickers, etc."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pen and a stack of papers flew over from the bar and landed in front of the mountain elf.

The mountain spirit actually wanted to run away, but when he thought of the powerless feeling he had when he was subdued by Bai Mo, he gave up the idea.

More importantly, it couldn't see through the unhappy old man.

He picked up the paper and pen in front of him, bent over the ground and began to write.

It took him some time to finish writing the list.

"No more?" Bai Mo shook the two pieces of paper in his hand.

The mountain spirit lowered his head and said, "No more! Master Mage, many of them are just partners, and I don't know their identities either."

Nodding, Bai Mo looked at the two lists and frowned in thought. He raised his eyes and glanced at Lingling.

"Leave it to the Inquisition and the Magic Association. I can't do this."

Lingling agreed, "We really need to ask the Magic Association and the Inquisition to come. However, we still have something to ask."

"Do you know the identities of the other mountain elves in the Magic City?" Lingling's eyes were fixed on the mountain elves.

"I don't know. We don't tell each other our information, but we all gave ourselves nicknames. I know Dara Bengba is very attractive. She has a black mole on her chest, Bengba is thin, and his butt is darker."

"Okay, it seems he really can't get anything out of them." Bai Mo interrupted. What kind of names are these? Also, from what I heard, these mountain spirits don't even wear clothes when they meet in the wild, but that's true, they are not human after all.

Thinking of this, Bai Mo's thoughts have begun to move the space, imprisoning the mountain spirit again, and his eyes also revealed a cold murderous intent.

"Didn't you say you would give me a chance? Aren't you a judge? Judges don't keep their word!?"

"Oh, I got my chance back now."

Bai Mo said calmly, "As for credit, I am a judge. The credit of a judge has nothing to do with me. You should just go to hell."

As he said this, he was about to crush the mountain spirit to death.

"Wait, Bai Mo." Lingling called out to him. Bai Mo looked at her in confusion. Lingling was looking at Old Man Bao with determination and even a bit of stubbornness in her eyes.

"Grandpa, is there really no way to investigate further?"

"There are solutions. There are solutions to many problems in this world. But what we lack is the wisdom and heart to come up with solutions, and the strength and courage to implement them."

Old Man Bao leaned back on the sofa, his slow and steady voice falling to the ground.

"What has happened before will happen again! Lingling, there is no end to the investigation of kidnapping and fraud. If there are no mountain elves today, there will be wild monsters tomorrow. Are you sure you want to keep investigating?"

(End of this chapter)