Unfortunately, the curator did not answer this question.

Lin En solved a lot of doubts in his heart during this conversation, and some of the questions extended deeper as he touched the other side of the world more deeply.

"Then I have no problem, thank you."

"Looking forward to meeting you next time." The curator put on his glasses and looked down at the books on the desk again.

Linn's vision was the same as when he came to the library. It was blurred for two or three seconds, and when it became clear again, he had returned to the restaurant.

Dean in the restaurant looked remorseful, and Dinah sobbed softly, exactly the same as when he entered the library, which meant that from the perspective of time in this world, he had almost never left.

"Back?" Arthur looked at Linn.

"Yeah." Lin En nodded, "How to deal with them specifically?"

"I don't have time to deal with them. We will take them out of the tavern later. The rest is up to them." Arthur did not intend to fulfill the duties of a sheriff.

This is actually similar to other police officers in the slums. If you can do less, do less. Anyway, there will be no benefit if you do it, and there will be no loss if you don't do it.

No one cares about legal fairness or justice.
Chapter completed!