Unaware that Leon had developed a new misunderstanding about him, the female police officer felt a prickling sensation on her back as she quickly walked up the stairs and swiftly entered the Chief Inspector's office, rapidly explaining Leon's purpose.
"This... might be a bit inconvenient."
After hearing the female police officer's words, the scar-faced strong man put down the map of the Capital City in his hand and said with a troubled expression,
"Your Purification Bureau has always had the highest authority in the entire police departnt. If it were just questioning the rebels, I certainly wouldn't refuse.
But you request the entire interrogation process to be confidential, with no written record, and also not allowing anyone else to know. That's a bit much.
That prisoner, although not the mastermind, was still involved in the assassination of the Princess. If I agree to let you contact her privately, I can't very well explain it to the higher-ups."
"..."
Putting it that way… indeed it was true.
After hearing the explanation from the scar-faced strong man, Leon couldn't help but frown as well.
Involving a major case like the assassination of the Princess, the Secret Investigation Bureau indeed couldn't open the back door for him. But according to his own Chief Inspector, matters concerning anomalous objects were best kept strictly confidential, with as few people as possible aware.
After all, in this rather idealistic world, "knowing" and "believing" themselves were forms of power. The more people who knew about the Purification Bureau and the anomalous existence, the stronger the anomalies would beco within the jurisdiction.
If he truly followed the normal interrogation process, with people from the Secret Investigation Bureau accompanying and making written records throughout the entire process, the "anomaly density" within the Virgin Sanitation Bureau's jurisdiction would definitely rise slightly, which was sothing that had to be avoided. But judging from the other party's attitude…
"Chief, it's one thing to use this excuse to brush off others, but how could you try to fool the person I brought as well?"
Just as Leon was pondering how to persuade the scar-faced strong man, the female police officer beside him spoke up unfriendly,
"Ever since the old Chief Inspector completely retired a while back, it's been entirely up to you inside the Secret Investigation Bureau. And now the Minister of Security who controls our police departnt is distantly related to you by marriage; no one can really make things difficult for you.
Moreover, the cabinet, the parliant, the Pri Minister, are all focused on tearing into the Ryan Family. As for the assassination case of the Princess, even the Princess herself doesn't currently have the ti to deal with it. Who do you need to report to 'above' us?"
"..."
Having his excuse exposed in front of his capable subordinate, the scar-faced strong man felt a bit embarrassed. After glancing at the strange-looking Leon, he coughed awkwardly and said,
"Cough… though that may be true, I haven't been in charge for long and it's not good to act too recklessly. One must first..."
"Oh, stop it! You're just afraid of taking responsibility!"
Rolling her eyes at the scar-faced strong man, the female police officer, who knew her leader's character quite well, snorted,
"With such strong work ability and decent skills, yet you flinch at any sign of trouble, unwilling to step up even for insignificant matters… give
the warrant!"
"Alright~ it's yours!"
After being scolded by the female police officer, the scar-faced strong man didn't even get angry. Instead, he directly handed over the Chief Inspector's warrant and, with a stern look on his rugged scarred face, said deeply,
"If anything really goes wrong in the end, don't you pin it on ..."
"Just say I stole it!"
"It's a deal!"
After the female police officer received the warrant and hastily dashed down the stairs with Leon, the scar-faced strong man was silent for a while. Then he took out another identical warrant from the drawer, got up, and quickly left his office...
...
With the warrant from the Chief Inspector of the Secret Investigation Bureau, Leon and his companion naturally passed through smoothly. Apart from necessary registrations, they encountered almost no obstruction and made their way to the dungeon of the Secret Investigation Bureau, successfully seeing their target.
"You speak to her first. I'll stand guard outside for you."
After glancing at the rather haggard female prisoner with bloodshot eyes, the female police officer couldn't help but shake her head, gave a nod to Leon, and left the interrogation room, bringing a small stool to sit outside the door to prevent anyone from disturbing them.
However, even with her watching, Leon did not relax his vigilance but instead pressed his hand against the Black Goat's horn, using soul vision to repeatedly check his surroundings. After confirming no one was eavesdropping, he sat down on a chair and spoke to the silent female prisoner,
"I ca to see you this ti to tell you so good news."
"I know."
The female prisoner nodded, and a genuine look of contentnt appeared on her sowhat pale face.
"Bobby Layne is dead, right? And there's turmoil within the Ryan Family; nearly all of their main mbers are dead. The Ryan Family is finished!"
???
Upon hearing this, Leon couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, squinting his eyes slightly as he asked,
"Did Yisha tell you all this?"
"No, that young girl, though na??ve, is quite well-behaved in such matters. She couldn't help but tell
about Bobby Layne's death, but aside from that, she said almost nothing."
Not the female police officer?
Hearing the female prisoner's words, Leon couldn't help but be slightly startled, then frowned and asked,
"Then how did you know these things?"
"Strictly speaking, I should say I 'saw' them myself."
Pointing to Leon's pocket that held the Blood-Polluted Plague Belt, the female prisoner smirked,
"That night, the bandages left by my husband were wrapped around your wrist. Although you tried to suppress them, as the owner of the bandages, I could still perceive so things happening around... like wherever you went, people of the Ryan Family would die."
At this point, a smile finally appeared on the female prisoner's face. With an expression of delight, she rhetorically asked,
"I might not be able to directly see what happened, but as long as a small piece of skin ca off your body, a mber of the Ryan Family would suddenly die. So, not all those people were killed by Bobby Layne. At least half of them were done in by you personally, right?"
"..."
It was careless of him; he hadn't expected that the bandage would have so perceptive abilities... Truly... He thought he was hiding it perfectly, yet even before the main investigators arrived, half of it had already been exposed.
*Internally warning himself never to underestimate any anomalous object,* Leon looked at the female prisoner with *furrowed brows* and said,
"Are you attempting to fra
by saying all this?"
"Of course not."
The female prisoner shook her head with a smile,
"You avenged . I'm grateful and wouldn't harm you at all. As for whether it's framing... isn't that clear in your own heart?
Hehe, we people have worked hard for several years and only succeeded in assassinating so middle-level individuals. The commotion you created in one night was more effective than years of our efforts!"
Slowly finishing these words, the female prisoner, who was handcuffed to the chair, did not continue the topic but instead stared seriously at Leon, with furrowed brows in front of her, and earnestly invited,
"Seriously, are you interested in joining us?"
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