Chapter 152: 151 Investigation of Suspicion (Part 2)

Why is my psychological state evaluated with a string of question marks?

As he recognized the text reflected in his pupils from the pup, Li Ang couldn't help but frown slightly at the seven question marks following the psychological state entry.

After being reminded by the red-haired director, Li Ang became extremely cautious, sitting with the two investigators on the right side of the sofa near the storage cabinet, and secretly sent the pup, carrying a small mirror, slithering into the glass door of the opened cabinet.

From his current seat, Li Ang normally couldn't see the contents of the survey form, but with the help of the 【Mirror Dog】, every word written by the two investigators was reflected directly into his pupils—none escaped him; the string of question marks had been spotted the moment they were written.

Still… although the evaluation of my psychological state was odd, his overall assessment of me seemed quite favorable?

After answering a few mild questions alongside the elderly investigator, and seeing over a dozen "excellent" and "outstanding" ratings on the form, even with the director's warning to "be careful with this man," Li Ang's impression of the elderly investigator continued to rise.

Despite being kicked out of the office by the red-haired director earlier and having a minor conflict here, the elderly investigator remained impartial during questioning, even offering slight protection on trivial matters—his composure was truly impressive.

Compared to the female investigator beside him, who had marked dozens of X's on the form, loved fabricating questions, constantly steering topics toward the entire *** Bureau, and even hinted that he could report his colleagues, the difference was immeasurable.

…

"Mr. Li Ang, our questions are finished. Thank you for your cooperation."

The elderly investigator stood and shook Li Ang's hand warmly, but gave no indication of the results; instead, he left Li Ang's office with the silent female investigator.

Shortly after they had fully exited the *** Branch's premises, the elderly investigator glanced at the female investigator's peculiar expression, then smirked and asked:

"Aisha, what do you think of this man today?"

"…"

After a moment of silence, the female investigator sighed and said:

"To be honest… he's a rare good person—not only kind-hearted, but also diligent, meticulous, hardworking yet not rigid, and his mind seems quite sharp.

Senior Jiamu, in my view, he's the ideal template for a cleaner; it's a shame he's stuck in the *** Bureau."

"Oh? No wonder you gave him such low ratings—so you used low scores to help him transfer to a better branch?"

"Mm."

The female investigator nodded, her eyes tinged with admiration:

"Senior Jiamu, according to our prior division of labor, I was assigned to investigate him, while you were assigned to investigate the Lyon Blood Night. Although we exchanged data before questioning, some things simply can't be captured in documents.

Before joining the *** Bureau, he nearly faced ruin multiple times due to financial hardship—logically, his desire for money should be intense—but he never became a slave to it; even the Holy Spirit of the Scale Gold Cult couldn't control him.

Beyond money, his lust for power is extremely weak—he strongly resists becoming a duke, and as soon as he recovered from his injuries, he tried to flee. These aren't things one can fake. He truly isn't a man driven by greed; the only thing he deeply treasures seems to be human emotion.

He treated his family exceptionally well, caring for his younger siblings after his parents' death, and he remembers every kindness shown to him, even managing to get along harmoniously with the people at the *** Bureau—this is truly rare."

Hearing the female investigator's words, the elderly investigator noticed something amusing and chuckled softly.

His lips naturally curled upward, and with his gentle crescent-shaped eyes and deep laugh lines around his eyes and mouth, he always looked approachable when smiling—though…

"Aisha, you've completely misjudged him."

Shaking his head slightly, the elderly investigator pulled out his own survey form and handed it over.

The female investigator took it and glanced—astonished to find it covered in shocking red X's and numerous comments like "Dangerous!" "Must Monitor!" "Recommend Thorough Investigation!"—it was entirely different from the form Li Ang had seen.

"He behaved too normally. In our Cleaner Bureau, the more normal someone appears, the more terrifying they usually are!"

Facing the female investigator's confused gaze, the elderly investigator shook his head:

"Cleaners are constantly exposed to anomalies, witness the most extreme forms of human evil in every mission, and engage in brutal life-or-death battles against entities that covet this world.

Aisha, remember: what most shapes a person's character and behavior is always their experiences. Someone doing this work must inevitably drift far from normalcy—how could they appear so normal, so stable?"

"This…"

Hearing the elderly investigator's words, the female investigator froze, then blurted out:

"Could it be… because he's only been in the Cleaner Bureau a short time, so he hasn't changed too much yet…?"

"It's not about time or the degree of change—it's about a deeper, more 'solid' feeling. Even with power far beyond ordinary people, this man's self-perception hasn't shifted at all.

He still firmly believes he's part of the 'ordinary,' and truly treats the Cleaner Bureau's duties as if they were civil service work. This strange stability is terrifying—just thinking about it sends chills down the spine."

Here, the elderly investigator paused, then shook his head again:

"Also, he hasn't actually been as normal as he appeared… did you know? He's been secretly watching every word we write on the survey form."

"Huh?"

"Like the Undercity Emperor, he has a pet from the Mirror World—it's been crouching inside the glass beside us the whole time, watching. Every word you wrote was projected into his eyes."

"…"

As the female investigator stared, bewildered, the elderly investigator sighed and explained his findings in detail.

"Moreover, Lyon Blood Night is connected to him—I strongly suspect those people weren't killed by Bobby Lyon, but by him. When I retraced the scene, Bobby Lyon himself seemed shocked by what happened, his eyes filled with utter despair.

But this man is extremely meticulous—he left no trace. His interactions with Bobby Lyon and the goat demon occurred entirely within the spiritual realm; I couldn't overhear anything through scene retracing.

Even the 【Heart of Ambition】 seized by the Bureau has been tampered with somehow—he's made it insist that Bobby Lyon was the one who acted.

Oh, and I also visited the Secret Investigation Bureau and retraced the events surrounding Lyon Blood Night. I observed his two interrogations of the female rebel. This man… how to put it? He seems to have an innate, strange talent for manipulating human psychology…"

After a moment of thought, the elderly investigator spoke with solemn seriousness:

"In short… he's most likely a madman."