"Ahahaha, it really is funny."
When the policewoman was shaken by the fate of the female prisoner's husband, her whole body started to tremble slightly. The shopping bag hidden by Leon's feet rustled a little, and the Black Goat, having heard everything, couldn't help but burst into laughter in Leon's mind,
"So he went through so much trouble, and in the end, nothing changed! Ahahaha, that cripple's death was really hilarious, I've never seen something so stupid... Ow! Why did you kick me?"
After firmly stepping on the goat's head to ensure it wouldn't move around again, Leon, who felt slightly more at ease, silently reminded,
"Keep an eye on that bandage, I feel there's something abnormal about it."
"Hmm? You suspect that's also an Anomalous Object?"
Through his soul vision, he observed the bandage on the female prisoner's hand and indeed sensed a peculiar aura. The Black Goat also became cautious, asking with curiosity,
"Wow, there's really that kind of feeling... So how did this woman mess up so badly? Holding an Anomalous Object and yet getting caught by an ordinary person?"
"She... probably did it on purpose..."
After touching the Dung Beetle Lady badge from the Virgin Sanitation Bureau and not feeling any burning, Leon couldn't help but sigh slightly.
This badge from the Purification Bureau would trigger an alert in the presence of Uncontrollable Afflicted individuals, but it would have no response when faced with expertly controlled Abnormals. So that female prisoner must be someone proficient in controlling Anomalous Objects.
Although he didn't know what ability this bandage had, from the experiences of the "former owner," it probably wasn't a positive ability, and her destination with the policewoman happened to be the Ryan Family, so...
She was most likely planning to infiltrate the Ryan Family and use that bandage to avenge her husband!
With the help of the Black Goat's soul vision, he observed the female prisoner. Although she appeared calm on the surface, her soul was seething with towering blood flames. Having basically confirmed his guess, Leon couldn't help but take a deep breath.
*So... should I fulfill my duty?*
While Leon was hesitating on whether to stop this "dangerous element," to simply ignore it, or even to add fuel to the fire, the policewoman, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke again,
"You must not be an ordinary Rebel..."
Seeing the prisoner's pupils contract sharply, the policewoman spoke softly with a complex expression,
"I have arrested and interrogated many Rebels. Most of them are from the lower classes in the Capital City, with not very good education or experiences, so when they speak, they usually use short sentences to directly and succinctly express their emotions.
"For example, the ecstasy of a successful attack, insults toward us, complaints about their plight, and even when we break down their mental defenses and they reveal their background and experiences, their narratives are often tangled and unclear. Their words and logic appear rather chaotic.
"But you're different from them. Even though the conversation was unprepared, your narrative was smooth and clear. With the exception of a few short recollections, your words almost had no hesitation, and you were able to explain your experiences entirely. This isn't something an average person can do."
"Because my husband..."
"No, I'm not talking about that respectable gentleman, but about your situation."
Recalling the words just now slightly, the policewoman bit her lip hard, her eyes dim as she continued,
"Besides that, just now when you wanted to use some more complex and obscure words, you could say them directly without much thought.
"And during the narrative, you kept intentionally provoking my emotions, as if you were quite familiar with such exchanges. So, you must have received excellent education, and you frequently speak to large groups of people.
"Plus, with your knowledge of the military high command changes and the division of responsibilities among departments... you are a high-ranking Rebel, aren't you?"
"I did underestimate you."
Facing the policewoman's question, the female prisoner rubbed the bandage on her wrist before nodding, acknowledging her mistake in judgment. A look of mild surprise appeared on her face,
"I originally thought you were just a naïve young lady, wrapped around the authorities' finger, like my crippled husband, led around by those lies, which gave you this unrealistic fantasy, but I didn't expect you actually had this capability."
"You didn't underestimate me. In the past, I truly was as you described, believing as long as I did what I thought was right, it would be fine, but before you..."
After biting her lips until they turned pale, the distressed policewoman lowered her head slightly, her voice extremely low,
"Before you, I encountered another Rebel. After reading his file, I began to feel..."
Due to the policewoman speaking too softly and the boiler's noisy rumble, the prisoner didn't hear what she said clearly, so she frowned and asked,
The policewoman shook her head vigorously, regaining her composure, then clenched her fists, exclaiming with determination,
"I admit, I lack enough experience, and sometimes... I might be foolish, but as for my duty, I've been attentive to it!
"Furthermore, not only with the Ryan Family's case, but if your husband's situation is indeed cleared up as true, I would definitely..."
"Before it's figured out, you'll be reassigned!"
After hearing the promise, the prisoner, whose identity was exposed and plans thwarted, preparing to take action, couldn't help but snicker. With a cold expression, she mocked,
"Ms. Yisha, you are indeed adorable... naively adorable!
"You're not alone in standing up against the grand nobles due to your duties, but not everyone comes from a good background like yours!
"Go ahead and investigate! But remember, if it weren't for your family name, your end might very well be worse than my husband's!"
Seeing the policewoman's expression dim after being criticized, the female prisoner snorted disdainfully,
"And even if you manage to accomplish something in the end, my attitude won't change. Because even if you can do such a thing, it's only because your father's status is higher!
"What my husband and I desire isn't this tedious rescue from those above, akin to pity. What we need is the most direct blood for blood!"
*Perhaps you are right... but...*
Hearing the murderous words, the somewhat bewildered policewoman bit her lip. Her mind flashed to her father's visibly hunched back and rapidly greying hair after taking over the military's mess.
*Father... I think I understand you a little...*
After clenching her fist hard and taking a deep breath, the policewoman, whose gaze had been avoiding her, for the first time met the other's cold gaze, her voice very light but exceptionally firm,
"Maybe it indeed is meaningless. But as long as someone is striving to do it, it's certainly better than giving up completely!"