Chapter 534: Question

"Finally willing to make a move?"

Looking at the nails scattered all over the corridor and the bleeding back of Li Ang's hand, the dozen or so scarred Directors couldn't help but curl their lips 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 that price is the skin on your body, right?"

Li Ang glanced at him upon hearing this but still didn't make a sound, while the scarred Director continued to speak to himself:

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

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

Watching Li Ang in the distance who remained calm, the dozen or so scarred Directors shook their heads, then, while replenishing the nails for their firearms, said slowly:

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

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

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

"..."

Watching the scarred strong man in front of him who seemed to be mocking him face-to-face but was actually constantly probing with words, Li Ang pondered for a while, then his other hand silently let go of the Black Goat's horns.

The ability of 【War Horns】 can only take effect on things with souls, but the dozen or so scarred strong men in front of him were all empty shells, naturally immune to the Black Goat's "instigation."

What was even more annoying was that the other party's true body was not in the dungeon. He couldn't leave the dungeon, the power of the 【Holy Spirit Pendant】 couldn't be sent out, he couldn't directly kill his true body, and his other anomalous objects were equally useless.

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

"Li Ang! Go into the interrogation room and hide first!"

Although she couldn't understand this "unscientific" battle between the two, seeing Li Ang not refute, the female police officer vaguely understood that the scarred Director might be right, and if this dragged on, Li Ang would likely be exhausted to death.

Seeing the scarred Directors at the other end of the corridor replenishing their nails and starting to change gas canisters, looking like they were about to start a new round of shooting, she said 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!"

"..."

Wait? Can't dismantle the wall?

Li Ang was slightly startled upon hearing this, then immediately activated the Holy Spirit Pendant, exchanged another small piece of skin, killed all the scarred Directors at the other end of the corridor, and then turned to ask:

"In your Secret Investigation Bureau, is there any high-powered explosive?"

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

So there is!

Pushing the corpses of the scarred Directors to the ground and blocking the entrance to the stairwell tightly, a smile finally appeared on Li Ang's face.

From those dozen empty shells, the scarred strong man's "anomaly" should have an ability similar to mass replication. And the firearms in the hands of those dozen replicas were identical in shape and wear, so it shouldn't be limited to living things; dead objects could also be replicated.

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

If he really wanted to exhaust him to death, compared to using guns to shoot bit by bit, 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 great effort to create a dozen empty shells with guns bit by bit, rather than directly throwing a pile of replicated explosives into the dungeon.

Excluding the possibility that he was a fool who didn't think of doing that, the biggest possibility was that he wanted to reduce destruction, worried 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, Li Ang pulled her to a corner, then took a deep breath and gripped the Holy Spirit Pendant tightly...

"Boom!"

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

And this was just the beginning. Under Li Ang's "transaction" at all costs, the invisible hammer formed by the Holy Spirit Pendant, like a heavy truck speeding, rolled over everything in the dungeon that could be destroyed.

Accompanied by deafening roars, not only the previous interrogation room, but even the dozen or so cells used for temporary detention 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 sense the anomaly below, the corpses blocking the stairwell were blasted open by more than half amidst an explosion, as if someone were trying to use explosives to open a path.

But before the new scarred Directors could rush in, the last few walls in the dungeon had already been dismantled, even two load-bearing pillars had been broken, and the southwest corner where sundries and tools were piled had even collapsed entirely...

"Ah! Why is the wall gone!"

"What's going on?!"

"It's collapsing! Run!!!"

The moment the corner of the dungeon collapsed, something was finally broken, and the souls that had only existed in the soul vision finally reappeared in front of Li Ang and the other.

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

Glancing at the scarred Directors who suddenly disappeared at the other end of the corridor, Li Ang let out a long breath, then used the Witch's Broom to stir up a gust of wind, rolling the dust flying in the dungeon out into the stairwell, and incidentally knocking over all the panicked secret police and prisoners!

"Take them there to stay!"

Pointing to a few load-bearing pillars he hadn't dismantled, and letting the female police officer take everyone in the dungeon there, Li Ang pinched the Holy Spirit Pendant and plunged toward the stairwell.

As expected, after the dungeon was dismantled by more than half, the originally "infinitely looping" stairwell returned to normal. After climbing 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, Li Ang couldn't help but frown. Just as he was about to try if he could continue going up, he suddenly heard a warning from the Black Goat.

"Careful!"

Receiving the warning, Li Ang's expression tightened, and he immediately activated the Holy Spirit Pendant, condensing a solid invisible wall around his body.

The next moment, more than fifty nails hit it densely, and were then deflected by the power of the pendant.

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

Is this all there is?

Watching the scarred strong men charging toward him but being blocked one meter away by the Holy Spirit Pendant, Li Ang couldn't help but shake his head slightly, not continuing to tangle with them, but walking directly upstairs. Apart from strong concealment, where even soul vision couldn't find any anomalies, the other party's ability provided almost no direct combat power. No wonder he was sent to be an undercover agent.

What was truly tricky was never these "fake people" and firearms he replicated, but that strange ability that connected the top and bottom of the stairwell, making it impossible for him to leave.

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

So even if the first and second floors were "distorted" again, it wouldn't matter. At most, he would just dismantle the building again. Having basically figured out the effect of the other party's ability, it was impossible for him to trap him again.

And it was obvious that Li Ang was not the only one who knew this.

When Li Ang activated the "shield," withstood the gunfire of dozens of firearms, and started walking upstairs, 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 Li Ang 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 of the fifth floor, several secret police seemed to be having a meeting, and intense arguments came from inside from time to time. On the right hand was a semi-open office area, where two staff members were pushing a small cart with difficulty, shuttling back and forth between desks with a pile of files, distributing documents with sweat on their heads.

Further inside was the office 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.

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

Gave up?

Looking at the state of that soul flame, seeing no madness of wanting to die together, only regret, unwillingness, and a hint of relief, Li Ang couldn't help but frown slightly, then walked over and pushed open the door.

"Congratulations, you won."

Watching Li Ang push the door and enter, the scarred strong man actually smiled, then invited him 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. After all, your ability is truly too terrifying; I don't want to betray my companions.

If you suddenly ask questions 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 discovering that he seemed to really have a way to commit suicide immediately, Li Ang didn't rush to control him, but nodded and said:

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

"Okay."

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

"..."

Are you sure this is "one" question?

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

"Don't think I don't know. You can peek at 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 something, but in reality, you are still secretly asking questions!

You first asked if the distortion ability was yours, then confirmed whether I had accomplices, then asked if they escaped together, and whether they took intelligence when they escaped, and finally how much intelligence about me they took. In this one sentence, you trapped me with five questions and more! This is unfair!"

"If you feel it's unfair, you can choose not to answer."

"..."

If I don't answer, wouldn't I be at a loss?

Looking at the expressionless Li Ang in front of him, the scarred Director couldn't help but click his tongue in annoyance.

If he committed suicide right now, he would get nothing. But after answering his question, he could ask one back. So either one question for five questions, or default to being ripped off for four questions. It was definitely more cost-effective to trade one for five.

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

After answering Li Ang's question, the scarred Director took a deep breath and asked:

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

"Don't ask."

Interrupting his question, Li Ang 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 go ahead."

"Ah?"

Hearing this, the scarred strong man opened his mouth in astonishment. His face changed from anger to confusion to bewilderment, several emotions flashing across it quickly, finally turning into full bewilderment.

"You're planning to go back on your word? But you can see through other people's souls; exchanging questions like this is definitely you taking advantage! And I'm already prepared to commit suicide; even if I knew the intelligence, I couldn't take it back. Why do you still want to do this?"

"I can tell you this."

Li Ang thought for a moment and answered:

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

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

"..."

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

"..."

Ask your mother! I'm dying right now!

F***!

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