*"As long as soone is still trying, isn't that always better than giving up completely?"*
Hearing the straightforward yet determined words from the female police officer, Leon couldn't resist using the Black Goat's soul vision to observe the state of her soul.
Although the bright white soul carried a hint of lingering restlessness, its glow was sowhat glaring. Still, it burned persistently, fervently flickering.
It was like a small fla just kindled, striving to radiate warmth to its surroundings, trying to bring a touch of warmth to a small part of the world around it with its still immature light.
Unfortunately, nearby her wasn't a vulnerable soul awaiting warmth, but rather a surge of cold fire desperately needing to erupt.
...
*This person... will surely beco an obstacle for us in the future!*
Although she knew this assumption was sowhat absurd, the female criminal couldn't help but have such a thought flash in her mind as she looked into the policewoman's eyes.
*Human nature is always to seek stability and is adept at numbing oneself. Even if you live in suffering now, as long as there is hope for the future, most people won't pursue change.*
*Only in circumstances like mine, having experienced the deepest despair and pushed to a dead end, will one truly go all out and resolve to take revenge on everything that once caused harm. So...*
*"You're a good cop, but you're our enemy!"*
Listening to the "Please trust
one more ti" and "I will uncover the truth" promises by her ears, the female criminal's eyes didn't soften; instead, they grew sharper with the sound of the promises.
It was exactly as the leader said, *the arrival of the "new world" everyone yearns for isn't really up to us, but rather depends on how fast the whole Kingdom rots!*
*The only way to make those content with the status quo abandon their false hope is to thoroughly spoil this nation's sores, even push them along, allowing everyone to personally experience its decay and ugliness so they will resolutely stand with us to overthrow it!*
*"So whether it's the reform-driven Princess, the Minister of Defense fighting hard to maintain the military, or you, who has close ties with the current Minister of Defense, are all targets that must be eliminated!"*
*"Aha~ Leon, look!"*
The changes in the female criminal's soul certainly didn't escape the Black Goat, a Great Demon's attention.
Watching her soul gradually shift from red to an obscure hue, feeling the vibrant killing intent flicker along with the fla, the Black Goat couldn't help but close its eyes blissfully, assessing with a face full of contentnt,
*"Soone doesn't recognize the other's actions but plans to risk everything to save her; anwhile, the other, although acknowledging the other's kindness, is ready to kill her by their own hands.*
*It's really wonderful; for a so-called great belief, one can unhesitatingly enact evil. Such filthy and sticky souls are truly magnificent!*
*And as for the other, when sincere kindness from the heart ets the utmost venomous response, what kind of wicked thought will erupt in her mind then?*
*"Ahahaha! It's so wonderful! I can't wait to see her reaction!"*
*"..."*
*How can a Great Demon talk as if they're in the late stages of so terminal teen syndro?*
Pressing his foot a bit harder on the goat's head, Leon rolled it around the dirty wagon floor, drawing a series of curses from the Black Goat. He then silently grabbed the Holy Spirit pendant, preparing to rescue.
If the target was soone from the Ryan Family, that was fine, even if he didn't intervene to add fuel to the fire. There was still a chance of "delayed rescue."
However, from the dialogue he just heard, the policewoman, though a bit stubborn and a tangled ss, wasn't really a bad person. If he could lend a helping hand, he should.
Watching the state of the Rebel keenly, the mont the darkness in her soul surged, reaching out for the policewoman's neck, Leon had already activated the pendant to create an invisible hand, gripping the bandage on the female criminal's wrist tightly.
*"How could this be?"*
A searing pain shot through her wrist in an instant; the bandage that should have floated up was firmly pressed down by so invisible force. The female criminal couldn't help but be shocked.
However, noticing her movent, the policewoman had already turned slightly, eting the hand reaching for her neck with her shoulder. Then, with the edge of her other palm, she struck fiercely below the female criminal's ulnar styloid process.
Taking advantage of the numbness in the criminal's elbow and wrist, unable to change her posture, the police officer grabbed her right wrist and twisted her shoulder, bending it into a reverse arm lock.
Finally, she lowered her center of gravity, folding the wrist, pushing the shoulder with the montum of nearly crashing to the floor, and directly slamd her off the seat, crashing onto the carriage floor with force.
Although complex in description, the police officer executed the whole set of moves astonishingly smoothly. By the ti Leon flung off the coat covering his head, she had already completed the entire set, forcing the female criminal off the chair and efficiently subduing her.
*"..."*
*So, this is sothing you've been hiding, huh?*
Watching the policewoman pinning the criminal to the floor with her left knee against her lumbar spine, hands twisting the right arm to press against the shoulder pit, Leon couldn't help but gape, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.
Good thing I'm pretty temperate and didn't get into a fight with her earlier, or I wouldn't have fared much better than that criminal.
Within less than 0.2 seconds, after regaining control of the offender trying to attack her, the policewoman instinctively, by police procedure, imdiately raised her head to scan her surroundings, checking for any hidden accomplice, then...
*"You?!"*
*"Just passing through!"*
Watching the policewoman's graceful eyebrows suddenly rise, her pretty face plagued with a mix of shock, hesitation, panic, and resolve, like a store of spilled seasoning, Leon sat back onto the chair promptly before she lunged at him.
*"I'm also running field assignnts, and I got on the bus before you!"*
Stressing his current stance as briefly as possible, Leon lifted his hand to reveal his ID, flashing it at the ticket lady rushing over from the front, ready to unleash a slew of curses at the three of them.
*"Police escorting a criminal, please cooperate."*
*"More police? I'm from the Departnt of Road Administration, Level Two Carriage Driver! Even if you're police..."*
*"Secret Investigation Bureau police."*
*"Secret... Nevermind then..."*
Upon viewing the official badge mark glistening on the ID cover, the ticket lady recoiled, her neck shrinking back. After confirming the criminal locked in a grappling posture on the floor, her brewing rage was quickly extinguished.
Under the blank stares of all the passengers, her slightly bow-legged short limbs circled half a turn like a compass, her stout body twisting back pliably. Then, crouched, she scurried back to the front row and plopped into her seat.
And the female criminal half-pressed against the floor caught a glimpse of Leon out of the corner of her eye, as if struck by lightning, all the "causes and effects" beca clear to her.
*"Despicable!"*
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