Chapter 776: Investigation Begins

Are those the same two investigators again?

After squinting slightly against the light and recognizing their faces, Li Ang narrowed his eyes and made no move to take the elderly investigator's outstretched hand.

After the Lyon Blood Night incident, it was them who investigated me and ultimately submitted a report labeling me as "extremely dangerous, requiring strict containment."

This smiling, treacherous old man even wrote on the evaluation form that I showed contempt for regulations, harbored deep resentment toward current rules, and would inevitably attempt to break free from the Bureau's control and act recklessly once I gained sufficient power.

That report, which contained not a single word of praise, was even seen by the Aquarius Director, who brought it up publicly in headquarters before everyone, nearly getting me sent to lick the brains of the Brain-Eater first—truly adding me no small amount of trouble.

…

"Heh, it seems Mr. Li Ang isn't exactly welcoming us."

After waiting a moment without Li Ang shaking his hand, the elderly investigator showed no embarrassment, merely smiled faintly and retracted his hand with natural ease, then added with a hint of apology:

"Sorry, investigating potential violations is our mandatory duty, even if unwelcome; it's far more meaningful than cleaning up anomalies, and we must complete our investigations according to protocol."

After all, if none of us conducted investigations to restrain those overzealous Cleaners, the world would descend into utter chaos and become a paradise for demons and evil gods."

So please, despite any resentment you may feel, despite how annoying our questions may be, try to cooperate."

All this rhetoric… you planning to take the postgraduate exam?

After glancing at the old man who had spoken ill of him, Li Ang frowned but said nothing, tacitly agreeing to answer their questions and cooperate with the Bureau's investigation; behind the desk, the Red-haired Woman, watching coldly, waved her hand impatiently:

"Ask outside. I'm busy—don't disturb my work here!"

"Understood."

After nodding respectfully to the Red-haired Woman, the elderly investigator raised his arm and gestured toward the door.

"Mr. Li Ang, let's go directly to Miss Emma's office—she's already been waiting for us."

So you went to Senior Emma before coming to me?

Looking at the polite, earnest old man who still managed to repel him, Li Ang narrowed his eyes and turned on his heel, heading straight for Senior Emma's office.

The visibly irritated female investigator and the ever-smiling elderly investigator followed behind him into Senior Emma's room, filled with all manner of torture instruments.

"Then I'll begin the questioning!"

Shoving aside the skull-crusher and canine-tooth shackles on the sofa, the young female investigator sat down opposite Li Ang and Emma, her face cold:

"First question: Do either of you know about the death of Jin Juan Hou?"

"Save the fluff."

Interrupting her abruptly, Li Ang took out the Black Goat and placed it on the table, expressionless:

"Given your prejudice against our Virgin Branch, if you insist on wasting time on such questions, I will question the validity of this interrogation and request the Bureau send two new investigators."

"You!"

"Enough, Aisha!"

Stopping the female investigator, whose face had flushed slightly, the elderly investigator smiled:

"Mr. Li Ang and Miss Emma are both busy. We can be flexible with our questions—just stick to the ones I've marked."

"Alright…"

After biting her lip in frustration, the female investigator flipped a page in her notebook and glared:

"First question! Have either of you ever intended to kill Jin Juan Hou, Lei Nade?"

"Yes."

"Then the second question… huh?"

Looking at the "deny" she'd just circled in her notebook, the female investigator blinked in confusion, then looked up, utterly stunned:

"What did you say?"

"I said, both of us wanted to kill Jin Juan Hou—and we wanted it badly!" Confirmed he hadn't misheard, the dazed female investigator instinctively glanced at Emma, hoping for denial—but met Emma's full agreement.

Oh no… how could you just admit that? Not even a little lie?

Stunned by Li Ang's honesty, the female investigator, after several seconds of silence, couldn't help asking:

"Why?"

"Because he deserved to die."

After briefly explaining what Lei Nade had done, Li Ang's eyes filled with revulsion:

"If he hadn't thrown himself into the lake, whether Senior Emma became head of some small branch first, or I uncovered enough evidence to imprison him, that would've been his end! Drowning himself was even too merciful!"

Hearing this, Emma, remembering her dead clan members and daughter, felt tears well in her eyes, then nodded in quiet agreement.

"…"

He really did deserve to die… but that's not what I meant to ask.

I'm the investigator here. Yes, our job is to get you to tell the truth, but this level of unvarnished honesty—isn't it just a little too much?

Looking at the long list of questions she'd prepared to force Li Ang to admit his intent to kill Jin Juan Hou, the female investigator sighed, picked up her pen, and crossed out every related item, then hesitated:

"Then… on the night he died, where were you? Anyone able to vouch for you?"

"No."

Li Ang shook his head:

"I was working overtime at the Bureau. Senior Emma was at home caring for her daughter. We were both alone—no one can confirm our whereabouts."

"…"

So no alibis either? Not even a little struggle?

Seeing over a dozen more questions rendered useless, the female investigator, having missed two direct hits, opened her mouth weakly, then mechanically crossed out another long column.

"Then… third question: Did either of you kill Jin Juan Hou?"

"No."

Senior Emma shook her head slightly.

"Regrettably, no."

Li Ang's expression even held a hint of disappointment.

As for how Lei Nade died… of course he killed himself.

Sure, in my dreams I forced him to jump into the river hundreds of times, sent him to the gallows thousands of times—but I never touched a single finger of his, never even looked at his face. What does his drowning have to do with me?

Seeing the "honest duo" finally stop admitting things, the female investigator, for some reason, quietly exhaled in relief, straightened her back, and, clutching her stack of prepared questions, asked with renewed energy:

"Then how do you explain his sudden death?

After all, you both had motive, capability, and no alibi for that night—so please explain… how?"

"Sweetheart~"

At that moment, the Black Goat on the table rolled its eyes and grinned:

"Come here, let Daddy hug you!"

???

Startled by this, the female investigator pointed at her own nose, hesitating:

"You… you just called me?"

"Who else? Come closer… a bit closer… hck!"

She spat a massive, foul phlegm that splattered across the back of the investigation form, then sneered at the horrified female investigator:

"We had motive to do something with your mom, the ability to do it, and no alibi the night you were conceived—by your logic, doesn't that make me your biological dad?"

(End of Chapter)