Chapter 534: Question

"Finally willing to make a move?"

Looking at the nails all over the floor in the corridor and the bleeding back of Leon's hand, more than ten scarred directors couldn't help but pull the corners of their mouths in unison, revealing a rather strange smile.

"It seems that unlike the ability to probe souls, if you want to launch this kind of invisible attack or defense, you have to pay a price, and this price is the skin on your body, right?"

Leon glanced at him upon hearing this and still didn't make a sound, while the scarred director continued to speak to himself:

"After the Laien Blood Night happened, I went to the Laien family's manor to investigate, and even during the time you were in a coma, I aimed at your injuries from afar.

Excluding those who committed suicide for no reason, the cause of death for many corpses was that their vital points were destroyed by some kind of invisible force. And you, who were in a coma at the entrance of the manor, had a large amount of skin on your body disappear... This situation basically matches my deduction."

Looking at Leon in the distance who remained calm, more than ten scarred directors shook their heads, then while replenishing the nails for their firearms, said slowly:

"Even if you don't admit it, it's useless. The 'rules of use' for that offensive anomalous object in your hand were basically exposed after being used at the Laien house.

The person who gave me this ability once said that in battles between anomalies, the importance of intelligence and thinking is sometimes even higher than power itself. No matter how powerful an ability is, as long as the intelligence is figured out by others, a way to restrain it can definitely be found.

Coincidentally, your type, which has a long range, high burst, but also a high price, is perfectly restrained by my ability. I don't even need to do too much. As long as I keep forcing you to use your ability, you will directly 'kill' yourself. Am I right?"

"..."

Looking at the scarred strong man in front of him who seemed to be mocking him face-to-face but was actually constantly probing with words, Leon pondered for a while, then his other hand silently let go of the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang's horns.

The ability of 【War Horns】 can only take effect on things with souls, but the more than ten scarred strong men in front of him are all empty shells, naturally immune to the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang's "provocation".

What's even more annoying is that the other party's main body is not in the dungeon, he cannot leave the dungeon, the power of the 【Holy Spirit Pendant】 cannot be sent out, he cannot directly kill his main body, and the other anomalous objects have no effect either.

So the current situation is indeed as the other party said, he is basically "checkmated", can only be forced to constantly use the 【Holy Spirit Pendant】 to block bullets, consuming his own flesh and physical strength bit by bit...

"Leon! Go into the interrogation room and hide first!"

Although she couldn't understand this "unscientific" fighting style of the two, seeing Leon not speaking to refute, the female police officer vaguely understood that what the scarred director said might be true. If this drags on, Leon might be exhausted to death alive.

Seeing the scarred directors on the other end of the corridor finish replenishing the nails and start changing the air storage tanks, seeing that a new round of shooting was about to begin, she couldn't help but say anxiously:

"Go! As long as we block the door, if he can't dismantle the wall, at most one or two will come in at a time, at least we can drag it out for a while longer!"

"..."

Wait? Can't dismantle the wall?

Leon was slightly startled upon hearing this, then immediately urged the Holy Spirit Pendant, exchanged a small piece of skin again, killed all the scarred directors at the other end of the corridor, then turned his head and asked:

"In your Secret Investigation Bureau, is there any kind of high-power explosive?"

"Ah? Yes! Every time we arrest rebels, we basically confiscate some, and then destroy them regularly. The latest batch should not have been sent away yet..."

So there is!

Pushing the corpses of the scarred directors who had fallen to the ground, and blocking the entrance of the stairwell tightly, a smile finally appeared on Leon's face.

Judging from those more than ten empty shell bodies, the scarred strong man's "anomaly" should have an ability similar to mass replication. And the firearms in the hands of those more than ten replicas were exactly the same in both shape and degree of wear, so it should not be limited to living things; dead things could also be replicated.

Then, since he can replicate firearms, why not directly replicate explosives?

If he really wanted to exhaust him to death, compared to shooting bit by bit with guns, it would obviously be more convenient and effective to directly throw explosives into the dungeon. But he took the long way around, preferring to spend a lot of effort to create more than ten empty shells holding guns bit by bit, rather than directly throwing a pile of replicated explosives into the dungeon.

Excluding the possibility that he is a stupid person who didn't think of doing this at all, the biggest possibility is to reduce destruction, worrying that throwing too many explosives would destroy the dungeon!

And what the enemy least wants to happen is exactly what he should do now!

Relying on the female police officer's "reminder", having vaguely found a way to break the situation, Leon pulled her back to a corner, then took a deep breath and gripped the Holy Spirit pendant on his chest tightly...

"Boom!"

A violent collision sound rang out, the wall closest to the two was completely demolished, turning into a large amount of broken bricks and stones.

And this was just a beginning. Under Leon's "transaction" at any cost, the invisible heavy hammer formed by the Holy Spirit Pendant, like a heavy truck speeding at high speed, rolled over everything in the dungeon that could be destroyed.

Accompanied by deafening roars, not only the previous interrogation room, but also more than ten cells used for temporarily detaining prisoners were dismantled one after another. The entire dungeon was covered with dust and broken bricks, and the originally narrow and cramped corridor instantly became spacious.

Seeming to have sensed the anomaly below, the empty shell corpses blocking the stairwell were blown open by more than half amidst a series of explosions, as if someone was trying to use explosives to open a path.

But before the new scarred strong men could rush in, the last few walls in the dungeon had already been dismantled first, and even two load-bearing columns had been broken. The southwest corner where sundries and tools were piled up even collapsed completely...

"Ah! Why is the wall gone!"

"What's going on?!"

"It's going to collapse! Run!!!"

Just as the corner of the dungeon collapsed, something was finally broken. The souls that originally only existed in the soul vision finally reappeared in front of Leon and the other.

Sure enough, I guessed right at the beginning. As long as the dungeon is dismantled, I can most likely get out!

Glancing at the scarred strong men who suddenly disappeared at the other end of the corridor, Leon couldn't help but let out a long breath, then used the Witch's Broom to stimulate a gust of wind, rolling the flying dust in the dungeon out toward the stairwell, and by the way, knocking over all the panicked secret police and prisoners!

"Take them to stay there!"

Pointing at the few load-bearing columns he hadn't dismantled, and letting the female police officer take everyone in the dungeon there, Leon pinched the Holy Spirit pendant and ran toward the stairwell with his head down.

As expected, after more than half of the dungeon was dismantled, the originally "infinitely looping" stairwell returned to normal. After going up from the stairwell, what appeared was not another collapsed dungeon, but the empty lobby on the first floor of the Secret Investigation Bureau.

Is it the same as the previous dungeon?

Glancing at the empty lobby on the first floor, Leon couldn't help but frown. Just as he was preparing to try whether he could continue to go up, he suddenly heard a warning from the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang.

"Careful!"

Leon, who received the warning, had a stern expression and immediately urged the Holy Spirit Pendant, condensing a solid invisible wall around his body.

The next moment, more than fifty nails hit it densely, and then were bounced away one after another by the power of the pendant.

In the lobby that was empty just a moment ago, scarred strong men holding guns appeared out of thin air one after another. These "replicas" with fierce eyes not only shot from a distance, but some even threw away the guns in their hands, jumped up directly, and launched a fearless charge toward Leon who was standing in the stairwell...

Is that all there is to it?

Looking at the scarred strong men who were rushing toward him but were blocked one meter away by the Holy Spirit Pendant, Leon couldn't help but shake his head slightly. He didn't continue to entangle with them, but walked directly toward the upper floor. Apart from being very hidden and even the soul vision couldn't find any anomalies, the other party's ability almost couldn't provide any direct combat power. No wonder he was sent to be an undercover agent.

What was truly difficult to deal with was never these "fake people" and firearms he replicated, but the strange ability that connected the top and bottom of the stairwell and made him unable to leave.

It's just that that ability seemed unable to exist independently. After the carrier that supported it was destroyed, that strange sense of distortion would disappear directly.

So even if the first floor and the second floor were "twisted" again, it wouldn't matter. At most, it would just be dismantling the building again. After basically figuring out the effect of the other party's ability, he could no longer trap him.

And the one who knew this was clearly not just Leon.

When Leon opened the "shield", hard-topped the shooting of dozens of firearms, and started to walk toward the upper floor, the scarred strong men's faces revealed expressions of despair, then they put down the guns in their hands one after another and disappeared one by one.

When Leon climbed to the fifth floor and walked out of the stairwell, the surroundings had returned to normal, becoming the somewhat noisy Secret Investigation Bureau again.

In the large conference room on the left hand side of the fifth floor, several secret police officers seemed to be having a meeting, and intense arguments came from inside from time to time. On the right hand side was a semi-open office area, where two staff members were pushing a small cart with effort, carrying a pile of files and moving back and forth between tables, distributing documents with sweat on their heads.

Further inside was the office that the female police officer had taken him to visit. The sign "Director's Office" on the door was still the same, and even the person inside was still the same person as before.

The only difference was that the soul flame that was once full of hostility and murderous intent had now become a look of despair and calmness, quietly waiting for his arrival.

Gave up?

Looking at the look of that soul flame, not finding the madness of dying together, only seeing regret, unwillingness, and a little relief, Leon couldn't help but frown slightly, then walked over and pushed open the door.

"Congratulations, you won."

Looking at Leon who pushed the door and entered, the scarred strong man actually smiled, then invited with a calm expression:

"Are you willing to chat with me?

Before I die, I still have quite a few questions I want to ask you. I assume you should be the same. But please slow down your speaking speed a little bit. After all, your ability is truly too terrifying. I don't want to betray my companions.

If you suddenly ask the kind of question I won't answer, I will commit suicide immediately, and our conversation will end. Is that okay?"

"..."

Looking at the state of the other party's soul and finding that he seemed to really have a way to commit suicide immediately, Leon didn't rush to control him, but nodded:

"Okay, then one question each, but I ask first."

"Good."

"That ability similar to twisting space shouldn't be yours, so you definitely have other accomplices. So my question is, when he and that woman with bandages escaped, how much intelligence related to me did they take away?"

"..."

Are you sure this is "one" question?

After listening to Leon's first question, the scarred strong man said extremely speechlessly:

"Don't think I don't know, you can spy on the state of other people's souls and get answers through other people's reactions. So the first half of your sentence seems to be stating, but in fact, you are still secretly asking questions!

You first asked if the twisting ability was mine, then confirmed if I had accomplices, then asked if they escaped together, and if they took intelligence when they escaped, and finally how much intelligence about me they took away. In this one sentence of yours, you trapped me with a full five questions and more! This is not fair!"

"If you feel it's not fair, you can not answer."

"..."

If I don't answer, wouldn't I lose out?

Looking at Leon, who had no expression in front of him, the scarred director couldn't help but click his tongue in annoyance.

If he were to die right now, he would gain nothing, but after answering his question, he could ask another one. Therefore, either trade one question for five, or default to being "freeloaded" for four questions. It was definitely more cost-effective to trade one for five.

"Didn't take away much, just some guesses about your ability, and basic information that could be found in the bureau. After that, there was nothing else. The intelligence they took away this time was mainly other things, and the intelligence about you was just incidental."

After answering Leon's question, the scarred director took a deep breath and asked:

"My first question is, upstairs in your Cleanup Bureau, what exactly..."

"Don't ask."

After interrupting his question, Leon reached out and gripped the Holy Spirit Pendant, staring at him tightly:

"Sorry, I won't answer any of your questions. If you want to commit suicide, you can do it."

"Ah?"

The scarred strong man opened his mouth in astonishment upon hearing this. His face changed from anger to confusion to blankness. Several emotions flashed by quickly, and finally turned into eyes full of incomprehension.

"You are prepared to play the rogue? But you can see through other people's souls, exchanging questions like this must be you taking advantage! And I am already prepared to commit suicide, even if I know the intelligence, I can't take it back. Why do you still want to do this?"

"This can actually be told to you."

Leon thought for a while and answered:

"A senior who helped me a lot told me that no matter how much you seem to be taking advantage, don't easily exchange intelligence with an enemy who can threaten you, unless he is already dead. And you are just prepared to commit suicide now, not really committed suicide yet.

What's more, I still don't know what the abilities of your accomplices are. If their abilities are very special and they have a way to ask for intelligence from a dead person, what should I do? So before you really die, I won't say any intelligence."

"..."

"By the way, this can also be considered as me answering one of your questions, right? Then according to our agreement, can I ask again?"

"..."

Ask your mother! I'm going to die immediately!

F***!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 535 =====