Inside the Roselle Memorial Exhibition venue, the security personnel had completed an emergency evacuation.
In the Study exhibition area, Lafite sat dejectedly on the floor, as though he had lost his soul, staring blankly ahead.
Holamik frowned. "The other side was very cautious. They left no information behind."
Just now, he had invaded Lafite's Mind World in a rather brutal manner, yet found no clues whatsoever.
Because of that intrusion, Lafite's Astral Body and Spiritual Body had suffered varying degrees of damage. For the next three or four days, he would looked dull and vacant, like a walking corpse, and it might take one or two weeks for him to fully recover.
Ikanse had no choice but to take an ancient silver mirror with strange patterns from the special cloth pouch at his waist. Both sides of the mirror were adorned with black gemstone "eyes."
Ikanse gently stroked the mirror's surface three times. "Honorable Arodes, my question is: Who instructed Lafite to disrupt the order of the venue and steal the 'Creative Manuscript'?"
The surrounding light deepened, like paint spreading across an oil canvas.
An extremely blurry image appeared on the mirror's surface. Ikanse studied it seriously for quite a while before confirming that it was a majestic Bronze Gate.
A Bronze Gate like that had appeared in the Study exhibition area just now.
The image vanished, and blood-red words appeared on the mirror's surface: "According to the principle of equivalence, it is my turn to ask a question. If you lie or cannot answer, you will accept the tasks and punishments I arrange."
Two or three seconds later, those sentences disappeared, replaced by a new question formed from fresh words: "Do you enjoy using violence to solve problems?"
Ikanse breathed a sigh of relief. "No."
The blood-red words vanished,