Noland Lee became quiet and calm, no longer as tense as before, completely ignoring the red spores on the other's arm.
"I am an investigator of Military Intelligence Section Two, and I must abide by the rules. According to Empire Law, only the Tribunal can punish you."
The female investigator slightly furrowed her brows.
The changes in Noland Lee made her feel uneasy, but she couldn't figure out the reason behind them.
"Raise your hands, hold your head and squat down, Sin Soldier No. 888." The female investigator's tone grew colder, and the flame light on her arm became even brighter.
Noland Lee remained unmoved.
He tilted his head slightly upward, looking at the ceiling, and exhaled:
"You won't kill me, Chief Officer. There's no need to repeat the same words. The only people who want to kill me are the spies of the Death Herald Guild. It's rare for me to see a real Military Intelligence Section Two investigator."
"Don't stall for time, Sin Soldier No. 888."
