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"*Hmm, but I don't quite like striking hard without reason, let's wait until we find them!*"
After a few perfunctory responses to the Black Goat, Leon took out the list from his pocket and glanced at it. Among the eight nas written on it, the last four were already crossed out.
Four left...
...
After taking the bandages from the female prisoner and sending her and the policewoman out of Ryan Manor, Leon, having completed the investigation, sneaked back, tied up a servant who seed to hold a high position, and used soul vision to "interrogate" the whereabouts of these individuals.
He had already t with the four people crossed off the list. Their souls were filled with a rotten, moldy stench, but there was no scent of offal on them, indicating they were not true targets.
Thomas Ryan, the fourth on the list, was the Ryan family representative in the hydraulic company incident and the first one discovered with the scent of Yang Xin on him.
Although the Black Goat had ntioned that he was probably not the holder, rely temporarily granted a small portion of power, and his soul had been tampered with to the point of collapse at the mont of leaking secrets, Leon still, to be on the safe side, decided to take a look, only to co up empty.
He had no choice but to skip him and continue searching upward.
Considering that using soul vision to search for the whereabouts of the blond middle-aged man might alert the Yang Xin prematurely, Leon marked Thomas Ryan's na with a fingernail, then continued his search.
Oliver Lane... This man was a senior official in the Departnt of Road Administration. According to the servant, he was recently dealing with a stalled railway project and hadn't returned to his residence in Ryan Manor, so he would also have to be skipped, leaving...
Bobby Layne.
Looking at the second na on the list, Leon recalled the plight of the female prisoner's husband and couldn't help but hope that he was the holder of the Yang Xin.
Unfortunately, based on his "family history," this man was far less suspicious than his brother, the current Duke of Lionheart.
The current Duke of Lionheart, while not exactly unremarkable, was born into a barely passable background, only placing seventh in line for succession at the ti.
Yet he had risen dramatically, not only having his competitors perish, flee, or fall from power but inexplicably garnering significant support from the clan, repeatedly turning the tables in desperate situations, with hardly anyone able to clearly articulate how he won.
Compared to his brother, who seed to wear "suspicion" on his face, Bobby Layne's history, although riddled with doubts, was relatively more conventional.
Aside from his rather harsh thods and a suspicious tendency to play power tricks, he was almost a standard Ryan nobleman, and... he seed quite diligent?
Looking at the still-lit windows on the fifth floor of the main building, Leon frowned, debating whether to "visit" now or wait until the man went to sleep.
At this mont, the shopping bag in Leon's hand suddenly shook violently, as the Black Goat's excited urging echoed in his ears.
"It's him! It's him!
Go quickly! I can sense it! In that room, he just used his authority!"
Is it him? That would be killing two birds with one stone!
Upon hearing the Black Goat, Leon, having confird his target, stopped hiding and straddled the Witch's Broom, darting like an arrow towards the window.
"Bang! Crash!"
"Who?!"
Letting out a standard snarl upon being suddenly attacked, a young man who seed about twenty-seven or twenty-eight sprang to his feet, ready to flee the room and call the guard like an ordinary man.
But upon reaching the door, he seed to notice sothing, his eyes lighting up with delight as he stopped, staring intently at the shopping bag in Leon's hand.
"It's you?"
"Yes... grumble..."
Sticking out its tongue to lick a hole in the shopping bag and reveal its mouth, the Black Goat was about to exchange a few bold words with its counterpart but managed only a single syllable before being filled with gusting wind.
Following Senior Emma's "Never waste ti bantering with an enemy unless to gather intelligence," Leon, upon crashing through the window, imdiately urged the Witch's Broom to encase the enemy in a layer of wind charged with shards of glass, pressing down on the young man fiercely!
Deeming it insufficiently secure, and worrying about any life-saving ans he might have, Leon simultaneously unleashed the power of the Holy Spirit pendant, at once expending the energy equivalent to jogging five kiloters, grinding fully against the young man's soul!
"Thud thud thud!"
The sound of sharp weapons penetrating flesh resounded continuously as, under the spiritual assault from the Holy Spirit pendant, the young man's eyes briefly glazed over with joy, leaving him no ti to resist before he was sent flying by the gust, slamming hard against the wall.
Hundreds of glass shards, like sharp knives, shredded his front with blood spurting everywhere, even piercing all the way through, embedding in the purple-violet wall behind him, blooming into bizarre and vivid flowers of blood...
"..."
Holy shit!
Struggling free from the shopping bag and gazing at the young man almost pinned against the wall, the Black Goat gaped in astonishnt.
And you said you don't like striking hard? How bad would it get if you did?
...
Was it resolved just like that?
Though the outco he'd hoped for presented itself, so easily wrapping up the target left Leon with a surreal, almost unreal feeling, and...
He felt a little nauseous...
Even though, at the mont of the attack after breaking the window, he had already confird the opposing soul's characteristics were of the type warranting execution without concern, removing any burden of conscience.
Yet the sight of a corpse that even heavily pixelated would never air on TV churned Leon's stomach, draining the color from his face.
Backing up two steps, then lifting his sleeve to cover his nose and mouth, Leon took two deep breaths before hurriedly urging:
"Where's the heart? Point it out to
quickly!"
"Oh, oh!"
Snapping out of its daze, the Black Goat scanned the young man, about to reveal the location of the Yang Xin when it seed to notice sothing amiss and shrieked suddenly.
"Leon! He's..."
"I know!"
Even as the bloody scene sickened him, Leon had maintained his gaze, identifying the abnormality earlier than the Black Goat!
The mont the "corpse" on the wall's eyes subtly moved, and before the Black Goat cried out, Leon activated the [Holy Spirit pendant] to form egg-sized "stones" and snapped at the young man's joints.
Uncertain why the enemy could undergo resurrection, Leon held nothing back this ti, pre-emptively forming "fine needles" and striking the young man's vital areas with high-speed thrusts before destroying the joints!
"Thud thud thud thud!"
Under Leon's relentless onslaught, within a single breath, the young man's body burst with over a dozen vivid blood splashes, even piercing a small hole between his eyebrows.
Eerily, despite enduring such physical damage, he persisted in functioning normally, staggering back to sit once more in his chair.
"Wonderful! Simply wonderful!"
Tilting his head slightly to avoid an invisible attack aid at his vocal cords, the young man, his face drenched in blood, smiled brightly at Leon.
"When I found out the [angle] was in that woman's hands, I thought I'd never get it, having to search for the remaining five, yet she actually gave it to you!"
Seeing Leon in front of him gasping and staring at him in shock, the young man spoke earnestly:
"You're the new employee at the Purification Bureau, right? Thanks! You've really done
a huge favor!"
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