Arknights, reincarnated as a cat

Chapter 115 Just like having a midnight snack in Longmen

When Li Xia came back, Neng Angel and Sora had already finished dubbing their lines. Aneng was currently scrolling through Syracuse news on his mobile phone while eating pizza.

After browsing, she saw a piece of news and was stunned.

Syracuse's news headlines are different from Casimir's news headlines. They follow a similar path to Longmen, focusing on the truth.

After reading the news, the capable angel couldn't help shouting:

"Isn't it?"

"what happened?"

Several people who were eating snacks all looked over in unison.

The capable angel pointed the phone screen at them and pointed at the news on it.

"Look."

"The minister of Karachi was killed by a car bomb, and the suspect has been arrested by the court..."

After reading the title, several people looked at the photo attached below.

In the photo, a person they knew very well was handcuffed and taken away by court officials.

Although there was a mosaic in the form of a black bar on her face, it did not prevent several people from recognizing her directly.

In other words, blocking in the form of black bars cannot protect the privacy of suspects at all.

Although they often visited the Longmen Guard Bureau in Longmen, it was a trivial matter after all. A serious incident like this, where an important person was killed in such a big way, doesn't seem like something that would happen in Texas.

Even if he wanted to kill, why would he assassinate in a low-key manner?

“Isn’t this an obvious frame-up of Sister Texas?”

Monique picked up her big bow.

"Want to rob the prison? I'm going to survey the terrain now."

"Monique, don't be so hasty!"

Sora grabbed Monique, and then remembered the Judge Lavinia he met in the restaurant.

"By the way, Angel, don't you have the phone number of Miss Judge? Can you call me and ask?"

"it is good."

The Angel took out the note written by Lavinia from his pocket and dialed her phone number.

.....

In the prison interrogation room.

Lavinia poured a glass of water for Texas, who had just been brought back from the banquet hall.

"Thank you."

"Miss Texas, you are the escort protecting the Minister of Karachi, correct?"

"Yes."

"So, why didn't you notice that there was a car bomb on the road that the minister passed through in Karachi? Was it because of negligence? Or was it for some other reason?"

"I'm being held back."

"Delayed? Who is that person?"

"An... old acquaintance."

"Old acquaintance?"

Lavinia's eyes narrowed, and she discovered that the last bloodline of the Texas family in front of her was very adaptable to this kind of interrogation environment, and answered every question in the most concise and unambiguous terms.

"You rise to the occasion, Miss Texas."

"When I was at Longmen, I received cross-examinations like this...well, occasionally. "

Um? Dragon Gate?

Lavinia suddenly thought of the foreigners she met in the restaurant. Their company, Penguin Logistics, had its office in Longmen.

At this point in time, is it a coincidence?

"I have no need to kill the Karachi minister."

Texas still had that indifferent look, but Lavinia could detect that underneath her indifferent look, there was anxiety caused by yearning for something else.

"Personally, I actually believe that you are not the murderer, because I really can't think of any benefit to you. And Leon has also communicated with me about you... He said that you can be trusted. Therefore, putting you here with me is the best choice now."

Texas didn't answer, and just when Lavinia was about to ask something, she got a call.

It's an unknown number.

So she walked out of the interrogation room and answered the phone.

"Hello? I'm Lavinia, um, yes, she is here. Don't worry, there is not enough evidence right now, and she will be released soon."

After hanging up the phone, she glanced at Texas in the interrogation room.

It turned out that those people were looking for friends in Texas.

She walked back in and continued to smell Texas details about the explosion.

"I have a question."

Texas asked suddenly, but Lavinia didn't refuse.

"Well, you said."

"Why are you so concerned about this bombing? This is obviously the work of the family."

"...I am a judge. Also, please don't get me wrong. I didn't bring you here because of any checks and balances between families. I don't care about that.

Maybe you just came back here and you don't know how important Minister Karachi really is. He is a man worthy of our respect. He could have made the new city better, and maybe even allowed people to live a new life.

The family thinks they can get rid of disobedient puppets one after another, but I want them to know that they are killing a living person. Therefore, I want to find the murderer and bring him to justice. "

Texas looked at the resolute judge in front of him and thought to himself, there are still too few such people in Syracuse.

In other words, there are too few people alive.

"But have you ever thought that the minions in the family can't handle such an incident on their own? It's always the powerful people in the family who give orders. Even if you catch the murderer who planted the bomb, it's just gone. Value scapegoat.

If you want to touch the real murderers - those who control the real power, then you are making the entire family an enemy. And you are weak. "

"..."

Lavinia was silent. Didn't she know this?

She always knew.

The court is an extension of the Sicilian will, and she, as judge, is the gatekeeper of this order.

She deserves to be strong.

But she often felt powerless when faced with the reality of the situation.

"But, at least now, I can protect you. Of course, if you want to go out, I won't stop you. You just need to fill in a few more forms and you can go out."

"No, I don't want to go out yet. It's much cleaner here than outside."

......

After talking to the judge on the phone, Angel Neng smiled and told several people what the judge said.

"It's just a routine inquiry, that's fine."

"In other words, someone is really framing Sister Texas."

"Well, here, there is no place for people who are unfamiliar with the place to inquire about information. Otherwise, we must find out the person behind the scenes!"

But Li Xia already knew from Xuan Tie that the attack was a play directed and acted by the Bellone family, so he planned to go and question the Bellone family at night.

Ever since he learned the cultivation method of the spiritual space from Luo Xiaohei, he knew that he was the absolute master in the spiritual space.

If other creatures enter its spiritual space, it is a basic operation to read its memory and control its behavior at will.

But after cultivating the ectoplasm space, it has not thrown the enemy into its ectoplasm space even once.

This time, it's ready to try.

Time soon came to night. Li Xia said hello to the capable angel and then went out and headed to the territory of the Bellone family.

It directly grabbed a guard first and threw him into its ectoplasmic space.

The family guard only felt that his feet were empty and he fell into a strange place.

The wind was howling, huge storm clouds were hovering in the sky, red lightning was swimming among them, and I was at the foot of a strange mountain whose foot and mountainside were covered with ice and snow, but the top of the mountain had blazing temperatures and thick smoke.

The sudden change to cold weather made his arms holding him tremble uncontrollably.

But in such an environment, he saw a cat with a completely opposite color to the entire environment.

Then he couldn't move.

After a few seconds, there was another round of spinning, and he returned to his post.

He couldn't remember why he was so cold or why he felt dizzy just now.

Have I contracted some serious disease?

Before this moment, he had never felt that the rainy season in Syracuse was so warm.

After trembling for a while, he looked around at the positions of several other family members who were acting as facades at the gate, and found that they were all gone.

"What? Where are they? Could it be that other families are attacking us?"

Just as he was trembling and reaching for the warning button, he discovered that the family members who were with him at the door suddenly appeared again, and their postures were similar to his, and they all looked very cold.

Then, his vision went dark and he fell into a rare sweet sleep, as did the people around him.

Li Xia was very dissatisfied. These people were not moles. They were loyal family members and did not know who did it.

It then began to expand, throwing more and more people into its own ectoplasmic space, then retrieving memories of the explosion in their memories.

Then erase these people's memories of its spiritual space, throw them back to the real world, and give them a good quality sleep.

The hard work paid off, and after one-third of the family members had a healthy routine without staying up late, the cat found the memory of who planned the bombing.

This man is currently running a family pub.

After getting the accurate information, Li Xia immediately rushed to the bar.

At this moment, it is night.

There were already more people in the bar, but this did not prevent Li Xia from finding the person who gave the order.

The red-haired bartender at the counter was Li Xia's target.

This man's name is Dmitri, one of the most powerful people in the Bellone family.

He was making drinks when he suddenly saw a black cat jump on his counter.

One person and one cat looked at each other, and the next moment, he felt empty under his feet.

When he came to his senses, he found that he was in a strange place, and it was very cold.

As a native of Syracuse, he had never experienced such a cold winter, and he soon shivered like a quail.

Just when he thought he was going to freeze to death for no apparent reason, he returned to a warm place.

"Is this this guy?"

"Well, it doesn't look like a good thing."

"But why does he look so cold? Xiao Hei, what, is that ectoplasm space of yours a big freezer?"

Derimit felt very strange. He was obviously bartending, so why was he here? And it’s so cold!

Could it be that this group of people attacked him? But why don't I have any memory of this?

"What are you?"

"We are Penguin Logistics, Mr. Mastermind~"

Dritmi frowned. He had never heard of Penguin Logistics. Could this group of people be killers invited from abroad?

His brain was running crazily, and he thought about a lot, from his family to his plan to fight against Madam Sicily, but in the end, he was ready to talk to these people.

Because he found that he was not tied up.

But before he could speak, the red-haired Sakota opposite him had already started talking.

"We don't care about your plans against Mrs. Sicily, but if you frame Texas by killing a good man, we will never let you off lightly!"

Framing Texas?

Deritmi was stunned for a moment. When did he frame Texas? That is a good knife for the family!

Moreover, why do they know the family's plan?

No, you have to find a way to escape! Report all this to the leader.

He took a step back and then felt the dagger on his lower back.

"These people didn't even use my weapons. That was their biggest mistake!"

As he thought this, his skeletal muscles trembled rapidly to relieve the effects of the cold.

Then he pulled out the dagger and ran towards the window.

But he only took one step before a large bow whirled in the air and hit his throat.

The speed was so fast that he didn't have time to crouch down to dodge, so he could only raise his arms to block.

The collision between the heavy objects, muscles and bones produced a muffled sound. His arms caught the big bow that was hitting his throat, but the huge force also caused the dagger in his hand to be pushed out directly. He became unstable and fell to the ground. on the ground.

The next moment, a figure appeared like a ghost, stepping on the big bow that was still at the throat and blocked by his arms.

There was a snapping sound from the wrist.

The arms that were blocking the big bow were broken by this kick.

Then, he saw the blue-haired Feilin with an indifferent expression, holding an arrow in his right hand, and slowly pulled out the bowstring.

Dmitri struggled, feeling that death was approaching, but the huge force made it impossible for him to break free. Even because of the pressure in his throat, he felt like he would be suffocated if not shot to death.

hum-

The arrow dug into the floor next to his head, leaving only the nock quivering in the air.

"Huh? Want to escape?"

He saw four kind-looking girls holding folding stools in their hands, surrounding him.

The beating continued until late at night.

He was beaten into a pig's head and sent to court.

"This is....."

Lavinia, who usually stayed up late and worked overtime, looked at Dmitri who was almost unrecognizable after being beaten, and looked at the Penguin Logistics people with some confusion.

"This is the mastermind behind the bombing!"

Lavinia looked at Dmitri and saw that his head was as crazy as pounding garlic.

"Take it down." She called her men to take away Dritmi, and Lavinia looked at everyone at Penguin Logistics. "Come here, too. Next is a routine inquiry."

Then, Lavinia discovered that these people were even more skilled at asking questions about this kind of thing than those family members who regarded going to prison as a family rite of passage and passed it.

There is a feeling that the interrogation room is the place where they usually eat late at night.