Chapter 125: The Invitation
Chapter 125: The Invitation
Unaware of Lyon's new misunderstanding, the female police officer hurriedly entered the Commissioner's office, her words tumbling out as she explained Lyon's request.
"This... might not be very convenient," the scar-faced man said with a troubled expression after hearing the officer's report. "Your authority in the Cleanup Bureau has always been the highest in the entire Police Department. If it were just a matter of interrogating a rebel, I definitely wouldn't refuse.
But you're asking for complete confidentiality, no written records, and no one else to know about it. That's a bit too much."
He continued, "The prisoner, although not the main perpetrator, was still involved in the princess's assassination attempt. If I agree to let you question her in private, it would be difficult for me to explain to my superiors."
Lyon couldn't help but frown after hearing the scar-faced man's explanation. The Secret Investigation Bureau, indeed, couldn't afford to grant him special access, especially regarding anomalies, which, according to his own Commissioner, should be kept strictly confidential with as few people knowing as possible.
In this highly subjective world, "knowledge" and "belief" were forms of power. The more people within the Cleanup Bureau's jurisdiction who knew about anomalies, the stronger those anomalies would become.
Following the standard interrogation process, with Secret Investigation Bureau personnel present and a written record, would undoubtedly increase the "anomaly concentration" in the bureau's jurisdiction in the short term. This was something to be avoided, but considering the other party's attitude...
"Commissioner, you might be able to brush off others with this excuse, but you're trying to fool me too?" Lyon said, still pondering how to convince the scar-faced man.
Just as Lyon was deep in thought, the female police officer, standing beside him, spoke up with a stern expression. "After the old Commissioner fully retired, you've been calling the shots in the Secret Investigation Bureau. And now, the Minister of Public Security, your distant relative, is in charge of our Police Department. There's no one who can give you a hard time."
She continued, "The Cabinet, Parliament, they're all focused on the Lane family's internal struggles. Even the princess's assassination case has been temporarily put on hold as she herself doesn't have the time to deal with it right now. Who exactly do you need to explain this to?"
The scar-faced man, his face slightly embarrassed, glanced at Lyon, whose expression was peculiar, and cleared his throat awkwardly. "Well, that's true, but I've only been in this position for a short time. I can't be too reckless. I have to be careful..."
"Nonsense! You're just afraid of taking responsibility!" The female police officer, well-aware of her superior's character, rolled her eyes. "You're so capable, yet you always shrink from challenges, even for the smallest matters. Just give me the Commissioner's Warrant!"
The scar-faced man, surprisingly unbothered by her scolding, handed over the Commissioner's Warrant without hesitation. "Fine, fine, take it!"
After the female police officer snatched the Warrant and hurried downstairs with Lyon, the scar-faced man remained silent for a moment. Then, he took out another identical Warrant from his drawer and quickly left his office...
...
With the Commissioner's Warrant in hand, Lyon and the female police officer faced no obstacles, aside from necessary registrations, as they made their way downstairs to the Secret Investigation Bureau.
"You go first, I'll keep watch outside."
After glancing at the female prisoner, whose eyes were bloodshot and haggard, the female police officer shook her head and greeted Leon before leaving the interrogation room. She brought a small stool and sat outside the door to prevent anyone from disturbing them.
Even with her watching, Leon remained vigilant. He reached out and pressed against the black goat's horns, using his Soul Vision to thoroughly inspect the surroundings. Only after confirming that no one was eavesdropping did he sit down in the chair and speak to the silent female prisoner.
"I came to tell you some good news."
"I know."
The female prisoner nodded, and a hint of genuine joy appeared on her slightly pale face.
"Bobby Lane is dead, right? And the Lane Family is in turmoil, with almost all the core members of the clan dead. The Lane Family is finished!"
???
Leon's eyebrows rose slightly at her words, and he narrowed his eyes in inquiry.
"Did Isa tell you all this?"
"No, that little girl is innocent, but she's quite disciplined in such matters. Apart from letting slip about Bobby Lane's death, she didn't say much else."
Didn't the female officer say this? Leon was momentarily taken aback by the female prisoner's words and then frowned.
"Then how do you know about these things?"
"Strictly speaking, I should say I 'saw' it with my own eyes."
The female prisoner pointed to Leon's pocket, which held the Infected Blood Belt, and then she smiled.
"That night, the bandage my husband left behind was wrapped around your wrist. Although you've been suppressing it, as the owner of that bandage, I could still sense some of what was happening around you... For example, wherever you went, members of the Lane Family would die."
As she spoke, a smile finally appeared on the female prisoner's face. With a face full of joy, she asked,
"Although I couldn't directly see what was happening, as long as you were nearby, members of the Lane Family would suddenly die. So, not all of them were killed by Bobby Lane; at least half of them were taken down by your own hands, right?"
"... "
Leon had let his guard down. He never expected that bandage to have some sensing abilities. He thought he had concealed everything perfectly, but before the Bureau's investigator arrived, half the truth had already been revealed.
Leon silently admonished himself never to underestimate any Anomaly. He looked at the female prisoner with a furrowed brow and asked,
"Are you trying to frame me?"
"Of course not."
The female prisoner shook her head with a smile.
"I haven't even had time to thank you for avenging me, how could I harm you? As for whether it's framing... Don't you already know in your heart? Haha, we've been working for several years, and all we've managed to do is assassinate a few of them. But the chaos you caused in one night was more effective than our efforts over three or four years!"
After speaking at a leisurely pace, the female prisoner, handcuffed to the chair, didn't continue. Instead, she stared at Leon, whose eyebrows were knitted together, and then she invited him seriously.
"Are you willing to join us?"
(End of Chapter)
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