A moment later,
Director Yanxi and Chen Yuxuan both stared at the evidence provided by Acheron with gloomy expressions, their brows furrowed and their complexions extremely ugly.
At this moment, neither of them was in the mood to continue thinking about Acheron's magical 2D sleeves.
"An Ability User capable of 'Control' over blood?"
Acheron nodded slightly.
This answer made Director Yanxi's heart skip a beat.
[People fear [Blood]]
Could this be what the hint meant... Sparkle, what exactly...
The two exchanged a look, clearly thinking the same thing, a trace of shock flashing in their eyes.
Subsequently, their gazes turned once again to the mysterious rune array displayed in the photo album; the patterns in the photo were twisted and eerie, as if containing some kind of evil power.
"What is this thing?"
"Not sure, but it should be related to the Church's plan."
"..."
For a moment, the atmosphere in the interrogation room gradually solidified, and even the lights seemed to dim a little.
After a while,
Director Yanxi took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, and then looked up at Acheron.
"There is more than one of these... arrays?"
"Yes, and I infer that we do not have enough time to eliminate them all."
Upon hearing this, Director Yanxi's expression became serious, her eyes cold and terrifying.
"Captain, immediately have people search with full force for the whereabouts of these rune arrays. Do not let any clues slip by!"
"Yes!"
Chen Yuxuan accepted the order and immediately turned to leave.
Now, Acheron's suspicion was completely cleared, at least for the time being.
In the interrogation room, only Acheron and Director Yanxi remained.
For a time, neither of them spoke. The air seemed to solidify, with only the "tick-tock" of the clock on the wall remaining, each sound clearly audible.
Director Yanxi cast a calm glance at the purple silhouette from the corner of her eye, her mind filled with countless thoughts.
What kind of secrets were hidden beneath that cold, ascetic face?
'Little Mo... do you even know what kind of background your sister has...'
...
The warning finished, Acheron had no intention of staying.
She nodded slightly as a farewell to Director Yanxi, then turned and walked toward the door, her purple skirt swaying gently with her steps.
At this moment, Director Yanxi suddenly made a very bold decision.
She extended an invitation to Acheron, hoping the other party would join them and help them.
To be honest, even Acheron felt a little surprised.
After all, given the other party's status, it was impossible that they hadn't investigated her.
Even though her father had helped her forge her identity information, there was no such thing as a wall that didn't leak.
Acheron refused the request without hesitation.
Director Yanxi had anticipated this result; even she herself had only held onto the idea of giving it a try.
Now, she also understood one thing: they had been able to "invite" Acheron back to the Ability Bureau so easily entirely because the other party was willing to waste time with them.
Acheron's mysterious and unpredictable nature was in no way inferior to Sparkle.
Until the other party gradually left, she just quietly watched this scene, the faint, cold scent of Acheron still lingering in the air.
A moment later, Director Yanxi shook her head violently, no longer thinking about these complicated matters.
"Forget it, there's no time to dwell on the other party's identity and purpose now."
She took a deep breath, suppressed all distracting thoughts, and her eyes became firm again. "The priority is to solve the problem at hand first."
A part of the hint given by Sparkle might have already come true, so the rest...
Looking at the evidence in her hand, a flash of determination crossed Director Yanxi's eyes, and she quickly made a decision.
She directly ignored Yu Ziqin's statement and sent the evidence of the mysterious array directly to the people above.
Now, she didn't believe that the higher-ups would continue to remain indifferent.
...
On the other side, Acheron, in the process of leaving, happened to bump into a familiar figure.
Qing Yutong looked at Acheron in surprise.
If she remembered correctly, the other party seemed to be Mo Xin's sister.
As for Acheron, she had lost most of her impression of the person who came.
The two passed by each other just like that...
"Wait a moment."
Acheron paused and turned around in confusion.
Qing Yutong stood there, her expression somewhat unnatural—she herself couldn't explain what psychological impulse had made her call out to the other party just now.
Clearly, after a long period of recovery, she had largely recovered and regained all her Remembrance.
But a vague voice at the bottom of her heart was telling her: she seemed to have seen the other party a long time ago, somewhere, at some time.
But another intuition rang like an alarm in her mind—the person in front of her was terrifying; she must absolutely not get close.
Two wills intertwined in her heart, leaving her incredibly confused.
At this moment, a cold voice reawakened her.
"May I ask, do you have any questions?"
Qing Yutong was taken aback and subconsciously looked up.
The world before her eyes seemed to fade into black and white in an instant, with only the scarlet slit pupil in Acheron's eyes remaining, particularly jarring and shocking against the dead hue.
Qing Yutong: (๑òᆺó๑)!!!
"Are you okay?"
Accompanied by the question, Qing Yutong shook her head violently, as if trying to shake that terrifying image out of her mind.
Looking again, it was Acheron's face with a hint of confusion, the sunlight spilling onto her, casting a layer of golden halo over her, and the previous eerie feeling had vanished without a trace.
'An illusion?'
"You..."
"Sorry, I... I was a bit distracted."
Qing Yutong said apologetically.
To this, Acheron indicated it was nothing.
At the same time, her purple eyes stared deeply at the other party, and she understood something slightly in her heart.
"I just inexplicably felt that you looked a bit familiar; I wasted your time."
"It is fine."
Acheron shook her head, took a deep look at her, and then turned and left.
Qing Yutong watched the departing figure, and just as she was about to turn and leave, she heard Acheron's cold voice coming from afar.
"A black hole is neither spectacular nor tragic; it is very quiet, like a lonely gaze, watching you and me... then quietly swallowing everything, giving a cold, silent embrace."
"It never glances at anyone, nor does it need to glance at anyone."
"It leaves behind the threads of the Path, allowing people to walk, weaving together a huge shadow... and these shadows also silently shroud them themselves."
Qing Yutong's steps paused, a luster faintly brushing over the surface of her grey-white heterochromatic eyes.
A black-and-white ocean appeared before her eyes, black waves and white foam crazily entwined.
Familiar memories filled Qing Yutong with terror; she subconsciously turned to look, but Acheron's figure had already gone far away.
Only a bright red shadow remained, yet it made her inexplicably relieved.
[But sometimes a little [Red] can bring people a different kind of surprise.]
Qing Yutong rubbed her brow, her heart full of doubts: was that just an illusion, or did it really happen?
When she opened her eyes again, everything that had just happened seemed as ethereal and confusing as floating clouds.