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Chapter 457: The Art of Deception
Chapter 457: The Art of Deception
My parents... were they killed by the Aquarius Director?
Upon hearing Leon's words, the female journalist's body trembled involuntarily, and her once unwavering soul was perturbed by this possibility, becoming less stable.
Well, that was the right question to ask.
Glancing at the journalist's slightly shaken soul, Leon blinked and then took out a charcoal pencil, beginning to scribble on her file.
Time ticked by, and after asking a critical question, Leon remained silent. The entire room was eerily quiet, save for the scratching sound of the pencil tip on paper and the journalist's faint breathing.
Inhale... Exhale...
Scratch... Scratch...
Inhale... Exhale...
Scratch... Scratch...
Unconsciously, the rhythm of Leon's pencil tip and the journalist's breathing began to synchronize. First, the sound of the pencil tip chasing after her breaths, and then both sides gradually converged.
Eventually, the sound of the pencil tip seemed to subtly entice the journalist's breathing, and she, feeling agitated by Leon's question, subconsciously adjusted her breathing rhythm in response to the scraping sound.
"Hey!"
Although she knew Leon was intentionally provoking her, the rough friction of the pencil tip made her feel uneasy, and his question was particularly distressing. The journalist couldn't help but speak first.
"What did you mean by that last sentence?"
She took the bait.
Hearing the journalist's words, Leon, who had been silently scribbling on the blank file, let out a sigh of relief. He closed her file and answered unrelatedly, "I've read through your entire file, and it seems that the Aquarius Director trusted you a lot. So, when he was 'creating' those anomalies, he rarely hid anything from you, right?"
"..."
"Miss Nicole, whether you answer this question or not, I already know the answer."
Holding the pen and controlling the journalist's breathing rhythm, Leon wrote, "Worry Before the Worry of the World," and then calmly reminded her, "Moreover, the Purification Bureau has already concluded that the Aquarius Director secretly created a large number of anomalies. He has been convicted, and those who needed to be hunted down have been dealt with. Even if you admit it, it won't be considered a betrayal."
Indeed.
Hearing Leon's words, the journalist bit her lower lip and then made a barely noticeable "hm" sound.
Excellent, the first question has been answered, and the subsequent questions won't be a problem either.
Leon, having successfully breached the journalist's defenses, couldn't help but smirk. He continued, "Since you've witnessed so many 'experiments,' do you feel that the process of you acquiring the anomaly is somewhat similar to the experiments conducted by the Aquarius Director?"
"..."
Upon hearing Leon's question, the journalist clenched her fist slightly but remained silent. However, the agitation of her soul began to escalate uncontrollably.
The extent of this agitation... It seems she also has doubts about this in her heart.
Leon glanced at the journalist's wavering soul and blinked but decided not to delve deeper into this topic. Instead, he took out another file and asked, "Miss Nicole, do you know how many people have had their lives ruined over the years because they were chosen by the Aquarius Director as 'experimental' materials for creating anomalies?"
"..."
"There are records indicating that he was involved in a significant number of cases, and the suspected cases are even more numerous.
Moreover, these records only account for his successful or near-successful experiments. Those who didn't produce anomalies after the experiments but still had their lives ruined by him can't even be identified, and the number of victims is incalculable."
"..."
Hmm? At this point, Leon noticed a sudden surge of guilt in the silent journalist's soul and was taken aback. He quickly changed his line of questioning, swallowing the words "you might be one of them" that were on the tip of his tongue. Instead, he asked sternly, "Now that you know all this, will you still keep his secret?"
"......"
Looking at the female journalist whose soul was increasingly shaken, Lyon's eyes narrowed slightly. He discovered that this 'die-hard subordinate' of the Aquarius Director was surprisingly quite conscientious, and her soul was even relatively 'clear'.
How wonderful to be clear!
Since she seemed to be a decent person, rather than stirring up trouble between her and the Aquarius Director, it seemed more effective to whip her conscience into a frenzy, thereby breaking through her mental defenses.
After adjusting his 'offensive' plan, in order to dig up more information and quickly capture the Aquarius Director, who was living like Voldemort, always managing to survive, Lyon decisively switched on his Golden Performance Master badge and stood up from his chair, shouting angrily:
"I really want to punch you!"
As the female journalist watched in bewilderment, Lyon, who had just been so fearful of death, took a risky step and stood in front of her, clenching his fists and asking angrily:
"You think the Aquarius Director has been kind to you, so you must repay the favor. And as long as you repay the debt, you can die happily and without guilt, even feeling great about yourself before you die, right?
Nonsense! You're just a brainless fool!"
"......"
Lyon took a deep breath, his face slowly turning red, and with a look of 'anger', he shouted indignantly:
"To be honest, I'm also a victim of the Aquarius Director's experiments! If it weren't for him, I could have lived a peaceful and happy life. I wouldn't have lost my original family, joined the dangerous Purification Bureau, suffered so much pain, or endured all of this!"
After apologizing to Anna in his mind, Lyon, while recalling the 'tragic future' shown to him by the King of Nightmares, tried to stir up his emotions. His body trembled, and he shouted excitedly:
"All of this is because of him! You've ruined my life!"
......
Could it be... that keeping his secret was a mistake?"
In front of Lyon, whose jaw was clenched tightly, his face contorted, his knuckles turning white from gripping his hands, and his eyes filled with two parts resentment, three parts sadness, and five parts pain, the female journalist's heart suddenly jolted.
Under the terrifying effect of the Golden Performance Master, Lyon's expressions and body language directly conveyed the immense pain, piercing through the journalist's eyes and carving into her heart, one cut at a time.
At this moment, the journalist couldn't remember that the person in front of her was actually a high-ranking Duke, a winner in life. Overwhelmed by the immense pain Lyon portrayed, she looked into his eyes, which were filled with such deep sorrow, and subconsciously wanted to look away. However...
"Don't turn your head!"
Lyon roughly grabbed the journalist's chin, forcing her face back into place. With 'agonizing pain', Lyon stared intently into her eyes, gritting his teeth and asking angrily:
"You're not afraid of death, are you? If you're not even afraid of death, why can't you look into my eyes?"
"I..."
Looking at Lyon's bloodshot eyes, the journalist was tormented by waves of guilt, making her tremble as she resisted:
"I'm sorry, I really am... But he saved me, raised me, and helped me get revenge. I... I just can't..."
"Your revenge is done, but what about mine?"
Seeing Lyon in unbearable pain, as if living in hell, the journalist's mental defenses were finally broken. With red-rimmed eyes and a face full of guilt, she whispered:
"Ask whatever you want, except for his whereabouts. Other than that, I... I can tell you anything!"
(End of Chapter)
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