A moment later, Wuming and Judy stepped into the interrogation room together.
At this moment, Wuming was wearing a hood, that iconic “Phoenix Warrior” style, instantly drawing the attention of the interrogated blood clan member.
So this is the method Uncle Pu came up with…
Like a terrorist.
In the observation room next to the interrogation room, Serena and Uncle Pu watched every move inside through the one-way glass.
Wuming subconsciously turned his head, looking at what seemed like an ordinary wall; he knew the one-way glass was there.
This was his first time stepping into an interrogation room, and his heart was inevitably filled with curiosity.
Just like in the TV shows.
Wuming sat down behind the interrogation table, while Judy stood tall by his side.
Her main duty on this trip was to assist with the questioning, and more importantly, to ensure Wuming’s safety.
“Yo~” The blood clan criminal broke the silence, his tone frivolous.
“Why isn’t that beautiful lady interrogating me this time?”
He deliberately dragged out his tone, his gaze sweeping over the two of them. “Could it be… you can’t handle me?”
Upon hearing this, Judy’s eyes flashed with cold light, and she fiercely slammed her palm on the table!
Bang!
A heavy sound suddenly exploded in the interrogation room!
“Cut the crap!”
“Confess your purpose immediately!”
Judy’s slam startled Wuming so much that his whole body jolted, nearly bouncing out of his chair.
This female officer… why is she so hot-tempered!?
“Heh, save your energy, miss.”
The blood clan criminal let out a contemptuous scoff, his gaze unscrupulously sweeping over Wuming.
“Expecting me to talk? In your dreams!”
“Even if you… switch to this guy wearing a ridiculous hood to entertain me—” He deliberately dragged out the ending.
“—it won’t make a bit of difference.”
His line of sight blatantly bypassed Wuming, as if the person in front of him didn’t exist at all.
Wuming felt a surge of frustration in his heart but was helpless.
The other party was clearly impervious to persuasion.
Sigh, if only I could directly use some “methods”…
Physical therapy might be crude, but it wins in efficiency, saving time and effort.
The rabbit officer beside him probably wouldn’t object; she’d cheer and couldn’t wait to get started…
Wuming suppressed the helplessness in his heart and refocused his attention on the criminal.
Hmm—?
Wuming noticed something unusual.
The other’s gaze wasn’t wandering aimlessly; instead, every so often, it would glance at the wall clock in the interrogation room.
Is he keeping an eye on the time?
This thought flashed through Wuming’s mind.
“Are you paying attention to the time?”
Wuming suddenly spoke up, attempting to converse with the blood clan member.
“Hmph, so what if I am?! Do I need to report looking at the time? Is it bothering you?!”
This angry retort gave Wuming a breakthrough.
The corner of his mouth curved into a barely noticeable arc; he had found the other’s flaw, a starting point where he could shine.
“You’re waiting for someone, right?”
Wuming sat up straight, the terrorist hood forming a subtle contrast with the serious scene.
He said it with certainty, as if stating a fact.
“A lawyer, coming specifically to take you out, am I right?” He pressed further, his gaze locked tightly on the blood clan member’s eyes, trying to capture his emotional fluctuations.
The blood clan member let out a short, cold laugh, not avoiding Wuming’s gaze at all, his eyes filled with disdain.
“You think you can trick me with that? Honestly, you’re even worse than the hot-tempered chick next to you.”
His gaze frivolously turned to Judy.
“I suggest letting her continue interrogating me.”
The blood clan member tried to shift the focus, and this didn’t escape Wuming’s eyes.
He seemed very confident, with no obvious panic, and moreover, he hadn’t denied the assumptions about “waiting for someone” or “a lawyer,” which was very telling.
“Right,” Wuming pretended to remember something, continuing in a relaxed tone.
“When I came in earlier, I saw a blood clan member, dressed like a lawyer, wandering in the first-floor lobby, like he was asking for directions… saying he was looking for someone.”
“Hmph…” The blood clan member unconsciously let out a low hum.
“Finally here, huh.” Though his voice was soft, it was unusually clear to Wuming.
A lawyer, huh…
“But well,” Wuming suddenly changed his tone, carrying a hint of regret. “He seemed to run into a little trouble.”
“…What do you mean?”
The blood clan member’s attention was hooked back by Wuming.
“Nothing major,” Wuming shrugged. “I just saw him take a call, and then… he hurriedly left the Other Race Bureau.”
“I don’t know what they talked about.”
After saying that, Wuming carefully observed the other’s reaction.
He noticed the blood clan member’s gaze reveal a barely perceptible confusion, subconsciously avoiding Wuming’s direct stare.
He obviously hadn’t anticipated the lawyer leaving; this disrupted his expectations—and it also proved he did know someone was coming today.
A blood clan lawyer… does that mean there’s a company involved?
Wuming firmly grasped these two keywords.
“Could it be that the one you’re waiting for is that lawyer who left?”
Wuming pressed his advantage, throwing out the core question again.
“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
The blood clan member acted as if he knew nothing, evading Wuming.
And this reaction was completely within Wuming’s expectations.
“Oh, right, there’s an interesting point.”
Wuming added as if he had just thought of it.
“I heard him say something about ‘company’ on the phone? And mentioned ‘give up’? Sigh, maybe I misheard.”
He said it casually, staring fixedly at the other.
The moment the word “company” came out, the blood clan member’s pupils suddenly contracted, though he quickly returned to normal, that instant didn’t escape Wuming’s eyes.
Company… Wuming silently noted it down.
So far, Wuming’s probes had mostly advanced in a favorable direction, and he didn’t forget to share with the people in the observation room.
He leaned sideways, whispering quickly into Judy’s ear beside him.
After listening, Judy nodded and then quickly left the interrogation room.
I’ll tell these messages to Uncle Pu and the others first; it should be an important clue for them.
“That female officer—”
Seeing Judy leave, the blood clan member instantly became agitated, his body lunging forward, the shackles rattling.
“Where is she going?!”
His questioning voice carried a hint of imperceptible panic.
But Wuming sat there, unmoved by his words.
“Just routine reporting.”
Wuming said flatly, looking as if he had everything under control.
“You—!”
The criminal sensed something was wrong. “Earlier… did you discover something?! Tell me!” His emotions suddenly became more and more agitated!
“…”
Wuming remained silent, applying invisible pressure on him.
And once a person panics, they always try to cover with other words.
At this moment, the blood clan member was exactly like that.
“Answer me! What exactly did you discover earlier!”
The blood clan member agitatedly tried to stand up but was locked firmly to the chair by the handcuffs and leg irons, unable to rise.
“Do you know?! You’ve gotten yourself into big trouble!!!”
His voice suddenly rose sharply, filled with hysterical threats; his anger made him speak without thinking!
“We’ll find you! Don’t think wearing a ridiculous broken hood means we can’t dig out who you are! We’ll definitely turn you up!!”
His gaze looked at Wuming as if it could kill, just short of exploding on the spot!
His gaze suddenly turned to the wall behind Wuming!
“And you all! Did you hear that clearly?!” He grinned ferociously in that direction, as if he could directly see the observers next door.
“You can’t do anything to us! You know that!”
“…”
Something’s wrong!
Wuming’s heart suddenly sank heavily, a chill climbing up his spine.
This guy was clearly brought here for the first time; how could he know there’s an observation room behind this wall?!
Did he catch my subconscious action of confirming the position earlier? No, that’s not it!
If it was just a vague guess, his gaze couldn’t be so locked on this direction; a panicked guess should be aimless wandering.
Could it be…
“Director Pu, that’s all the clues we have so far.”
Judy finished reporting the recent interrogation, then looked incredulously through the glass window at Wuming outside.
“That young man is really good at observing the other party; I don’t know if the information he provided is true.”
“Wuming’s got some skills.”
“Indeed.”
Uncle Pu and Uncle Ji both cast approving glances; Serena, hearing these praises, was naturally very happy.
Wuming, he’s amazing…
She wanted to see Wuming’s inner thoughts at the moment, so she touched the ring.
But she couldn’t feel any happiness or joy from Wuming; on the contrary, he was particularly uneasy!
What’s with him…
Before Serena could understand why, the next second—
The door outside the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open, and a blood clan officer suddenly burst into the interrogation room.
“What’s going on?! Judy’s colleague?”
“No, today it’s just me here…” Judy quickly denied; she had no idea who that officer was.
Under everyone’s gaze, they saw that blood clan officer suddenly pull out a gun, the dark muzzle pointing first at the shackled blood clan criminal on the interrogation chair!
Bang—! Bang—!
Immediately after, without hesitation, two shots hit that blood clan member, followed by two more.
“—!!!”
“Hey—!!!”
Before anyone could react, the blood clan member then aimed the muzzle at Wuming.
Eh—??!
Wuming looked at the dark muzzle.
Time seemed to slow down for a moment.
Wuming clearly saw the officer in front of him unhesitatingly pull the trigger on him, the bullet flying toward his head.
“【Time】—!”
Realizing Wuming was in danger, Serena immediately released her ability; the next second, time in the entire space slowed down drastically.
Serena couldn’t care less, directly punching through the observation room window, stepping out from inside, and quickly coming to Wuming’s front to grab his hand.
“—!!!”
Wuming, whose hand was grabbed, just like Serena, looked at the slowed space, seeing the slowly flying bullet.
This is…
“Urgh—”
Before Wuming could react, he saw Serena painfully clutching her heart, the flames in her eyes slowly fading.
“Quick—run—!!!”
Serena painfully squeezed out the words.
Wuming hurriedly took her to the side; the next second, Serena couldn’t hold on, and time resumed once more.
And the bullet that was originally meant to hit Wuming now struck the wall.
“—!!!”
The fake officer was first startled, then aimed the gun at Wuming again.
At that moment—
“Don’t move!!! Put your hands up!!!”
Uncle Pu and the others had already raised their guns, aiming at him.
“…”
But the blood clan member had no intention of lowering it; under all gazes, he suddenly aimed the muzzle at his own mouth and fired a shot, committing suicide.
“Call 120 quickly!!! Hurry!!!”
“Seal this place immediately; he might have accomplices!”
Uncle Ji pressed the red button in the observation room, and alarms blared everywhere.
He hurriedly came to Wuming, grabbing him.
“Come with me quickly! It’s not safe here!”
“Old Ji, find trustworthy people to protect Wuming!”
“Got it!!!”