CHAPTER 377: 0319 UNTITLED_1

"Why hasn’t my Crows of Death Report ever come to me?"

After hearing the inquiry from the Red-haired Director, Leon’s breath caught slightly.

The most likely answer to this question would be his identity as a transmigrator, as he wasn’t even a person from this world. Naturally, the Crows of Death Report announcing the death of this world’s Leon wouldn’t have a reaction.

Secondly, it could be the Badge System that was with him. Just like how the Scales Gold Sect couldn’t buy him off despite activating their powers, the ability of the Crows of Death Report to foretell death might also have been blocked by the Badge System.

But whether it was his identity as a transmigrator, or the existence of the Badge System, these were his biggest secrets and could not be divulged. So, how should he answer this question?

"To be honest, I’m not really sure..."

After hesitating for a moment and looking at the Red-haired Director, whose expression was serious but not hostile, Leon finally chose to be "partially" truthful and replied,

"As for why the Crows of Death Report hasn’t come, I do have some vague guesses, but it involves some of my... uh... secrets, so I’m not really willing to say. Is that okay?"

"..."

Is that okay... do you think it is okay?

Hearing Leon’s response, the Red-haired Director was almost amused out of anger.

Based on the crocodile’s account just now, you have the suspicion of being an "Old Soil spy"! You could very well be someone who infiltrated the Purification Bureau to plot something nefarious!

And although I haven’t been very competent these years, I am still the Director of the Virgin Branch of the Purification Bureau, an actual high-ranking official of the Bureau! And you think you can just brush it off with ’I have secrets and don’t want to say’ without any explanation?

"No way!"

After glaring at Leon, the Red-haired Director said, somewhat annoyed,

"Do you really think I would accommodate you unconditionally? The things you said to the Goddess of Fortune, that crocodile told me everything. Do you even know how serious this matter is?

According to bureau regulations, just for the suspicion of you possibly being an Old Soil person, I should immediately catch you, tie you up, and send you to the main bureau to let that God Tier Brain-Eating Demon lick your brain!"

...

*Phew... it seems like I might pass this test!*

Having his "unreasonable request" sternly rejected by the Red-haired Director, Leon looked at her slightly irritated yet pretty face and felt a sudden sense of relaxation instead of urgency.

If the Director really suspected him, thinking he might be up to something malicious, given her way of handling things, she would have detained him first and interrogated by all means.

But now, not only did she give him a chance to explain, but even after he abstained from explaining, she still didn’t arrest him but instead scolded him for being reckless and threatened to tie him up for the Brain-Eating Demon. These actions rather proved that the situation hadn’t escalated to that extent.

And if he had tried to outsmart the situation instead of being partially truthful, chances were he wouldn’t have fooled the sober Director, and she might have exposed his lie, worsening the situation.

"If it’s really this serious... should I say a little more?"

Raising a hand to make a small gesture, Leon tentatively said,

"You know, Director, according to the file, my ability is to forcibly obtain information on Anomalous Objects by touching them, but my ability is actually a bit more special..."

"..."

"..."

Is that it?

After waiting for a long time without further explanation, and seeing Leon make that "tiny bit" gesture, the Red-haired Director couldn’t help but look displeased.

So when you said you’d say a bit more, you really meant just this tiny bit!

"Um... that’s just one possibility..."

Seeing the Red-haired Director’s increasingly displeased expression, Leon cautiously added,

"Besides this, another possibility is my background; I’m not actually Anna’s biological brother, it’s because of that family photo..."

"So, based on what you’re saying... since Leon Laine shouldn’t exist, there wouldn’t be a corresponding Crows of Death Report?"

After hearing Leon’s explanation about the "Warm Home" situation, the Red-haired Director frowned and said,

"But that’s just your one-sided speculation, plus the ability of that Anomalous Object has changed, so now we can’t even test it. Doesn’t this mean you basically haven’t said anything at all?"

"Anyway, I’ve said everything I can say!"

After struggling to come up with two reasons without lying, Leon boldly shrugged and said,

"I can’t even be sure why there’s no Crows of Death Report for me; these are just guesses. But I know I’m definitely not some Old Soil person infiltrating the Purification Bureau to cause trouble. These are just her own wild theories — I haven’t admitted a single word."

"Anyway, if you believe me, just pick one of these two reasons to trust. If you don’t trust me, then bind me and send me to the main bureau to let that God Tier Brain-Eating Demon lick my brain. It’s up to you!"

"..."

It’s up to me? What choice do I have?

After you took such a huge risk and even confronted the True God to save Emma, who was captured because of my mistake, how could I report you to the higher-ups over some baseless matter?

Moreover, even if I had the heart to send you for the Brain-Eating Demon to lick your brain, the main bureau is now entirely closed off, not allowing any entry or exit. Am I supposed to fly you over seventy thousand kilometers and force our way in just to torture you?

This brat! He just knew I wouldn’t go that far and didn’t even bother pretending!

Unable to help glaring at the straightforward Leon, the Red-haired Director said with a stern face,

"Don’t think you can just brush this off! I’ll remember this! Write the report of this Purification action seriously!

However, since the doubts haven’t been cleared up, forget the Old Soil person thing for now; just write it according to the Goddess of Fortune’s... ahem... her statement. Just say the Lord of Lustful Dreams ambushed the Goddess of Fortune and you barely escaped.

And remember to write the process in detail, but leave out the final events.

You haven’t met the Lord of Lustful Dreams, and I’m afraid you might not write it accurately, misleading the main bureau’s reviewers. So, finish the report as soon as possible and let me review and fill in the details, got it?"

Oh yes, absolutely need help with the review!

Realizing he had successfully passed this checkpoint, Leon couldn’t help but respond cheerfully, promising that he would write the action report meticulously, ensuring not to miss any detail.

Seeing the relaxed smile on his face, the Red-haired Director whose probing had failed couldn’t help but purse her lips, then asked somewhat displeased,

"For Emma’s sake, I won’t ask about your secrets; just keep clear in your own mind.

Also, I heard from the crocodile that the Holy Spirit pendant made for you by Taurus His Excellency was destroyed by the Goddess of Fortune?"

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