Chapter 150

This… is telling me to be careful of him?

After receiving the warning from the Red-haired Woman, Li Ang immediately grew serious.

Unlike last night's "drunk version," the director is now sober and back to her normal state—this version of the director is highly reliable.

So if she told me to be careful of this veteran investigator, there must be a reason—perhaps even her earlier deliberate provocation was calculated; I must not ignore her warning!

"By the way, Mr. Li Ang."

Unaware that he had been "marked," the veteran investigator turned back after waiting a few seconds without Li Ang initiating conversation, asking gently:

"I see from your file you've been with us over a month—have you gotten used to the *** Branch?"

"Very much so."

After secretly switching on the 【Elite Performer】 badge, Li Ang softened the wariness in his eyes and smiled in reply:

"Although there are fewer people here and the work is more dangerous, both the director and the senior staff have been very kind to me—everyone here is a good person."

"…"

Everyone here… is a good person?

Hearing Li Ang's words, the veteran investigator's lips twitched slightly.

Other investigators might not fully grasp the situation at the *** Cleanup Bureau, but he, having investigated here repeatedly these past few years, knew well: though the personnel here aren't outright evil, they're hardly good people.

Blood-Haired Woman herself, who wiped out a nation and slaughtered over a hundred million, need not be mentioned; even the Level-One Hazard Handlers—Bad Luck Gambler Tang Mu and Corpse Shu Executioner Emma—are regular visitors to the investigation department.

The former has broken countless rules but acts with extreme caution; the Bureau can never gather evidence against him. The latter is too cruel and brutal—his crime scenes after cleanup are even more horrifying than those left by anomalous objects, and despite repeated warnings, he refuses to change.

The rest—Tape Man Harry, Sewer Emperor Jerry, Silver Devil Piony, Plague Chemist Amien—all these Level-Two agents are no saints; during cross-branch joint operations, they're universally despised, and no one wants to work with them.

Honestly, the main reason these people have stayed in the *** Cleanup Bureau for years isn't Blood-Haired Woman's personal charm—it's that no other branch wants them; without *** Bureau, they have nowhere else to go.

And yet someone who gets along so well with this bunch—even genuinely believes they're all good people…

Looking at Li Ang—handsome face, gentle smile, slightly thin build, clearly just an ordinary kingdom civil servant—the veteran investigator took a deep breath, then quietly sensed the aura emanating from Li Ang.

Tremendous demonic flame… Of course someone who gets along with these people can't be normal.

Feeling the demonic aura behind him—no different from a regular demon, even more ferocious and dark—the veteran investigator sighed inwardly, already pondering what nickname to give this new *** Bureau employee.

This man has extremely high compatibility with demonic anomalous objects; he looks slender, refined, scholarly, like a university academic—and he even proposed the "Li Ang Value" metric for measuring anomalous objects, suggesting strong research aptitude…

How about… Demon Scholar?

…

Unaware the veteran investigator was secretly naming him, Li Ang followed him into his office, invited the two investigators to sit on the sofa, then pulled over a chair and sat opposite them, cooperating fully as he spoke up:

"Gentlemen, you may begin your questions."

"Then I'll start."

The female investigator had now regained her composure; though her expression remained cold, it was no longer hostile. She pulled out a stack of documents, flipped through them, then spoke in a strictly official tone:

"First question: Do you have any personal grudge against the Lyon family, especially Bobby Lyon, who controls the Heart of Ambition?"

"This… I'm not sure if it counts…"

Li Ang hesitated, then answered honestly:

"Before joining the Cleanup Bureau, my sister contracted lung disease from exhaust fumes leaking from an alchemical factory. She nearly died in the hospital because she couldn't get the compensation she deserved.

That factory belonged to Lyon Arms; the official from the Road Administration handling the compensation case was married into the Lyon family—he's effectively a member of the Lyon clan.

Though they're only a collateral branch, if we count it that way, I do have some grievance against the Lyon family."

"…"

Hearing Li Ang's candid reply, the female investigator froze slightly, then glanced at her file and bit her lip in frustration.

These were exactly the details she had spent the day digging up.

According to official records, before the Lyon Blood Night, he had no substantive contact with the Lyon family—so to avoid suspicion, he'd likely have outright denied any grudge.

Then she could have exposed his "lie" and "concealment," and used it to question his later answers more "reasonably."

But he admitted it outright—he openly acknowledged possible enmity with the Lyon family. Given how vast their influence is, anyone living in the capital would inevitably cross paths with them; and since the ones he held a grudge against were only collateral branches, they couldn't possibly motivate the Lyon Blood Night.

All her painstakingly gathered evidence had turned into useless paper—useful at best as minor corroboration…

Damn it—how could someone not only avoid suspicion but actively draw it to himself?

Frustrated, she bit her lip, then swiftly shoved her documents beneath the others and snapped coldly:

"Next question: After the Lyon Blood Night, did you stand to gain from it?"

"Yes."

Li Ang sighed:

"I was powerless to stop Bobby Lyon's atrocities. On the night of the Lyon Blood Night, he nearly killed me several times—I was badly injured.

But since I'm technically a Lyon family member, and all those ahead of me in succession were disabled by Bobby Lyon, I was dragged into the process while recovering and forcibly appointed as the new Duke. The succession ceremony is on Tuesday."

Hearing this, the female investigator's eyes sharpened; she sneered:

"So you're admitting you're the biggest beneficiary of the Lyon Blood Night, aren't you?"

"No."

Li Ang shook his head:

"I have zero interest in this title—neither the wealth nor the power behind it means anything to me.

At the succession ceremony, I'll propose marrying into the royal family and donating all the estate to the Crown, forcing them to appoint someone else as Duke."

The ceremony is tomorrow—don't believe me? Wait one more day and see if I do it."

"…"

Damn it—does he really intend to give up an entire ducal family's fortune?

Seeing Li Ang's expression was genuine, as if he truly meant to do it, the female investigator nearly bit through her lip. After sensing the overwhelming demonic aura radiating from him, she clenched her fists tightly and finally couldn't help sneering:

"Heh—sounds like a saint… but if you want nothing, then how do you explain this aura—worse than any demon's?"