"You mean you want the victim to think they've escaped, then, just as they do, I sneak up from behind, pin them down, use some strange drugs to heighten their sense of touch, and finally subject them to indescribable treatment, hanging them from the ceiling day and night until they're trained into a humanoid animal? Forgive me for saying so, but I don't have that kind of fetish."
Luo Chen's eerily familiar reply made Swire's eyes widen at once.
"Y-You... are you copying what I said yesterday?"
"I'm merely repeating what my superior said to see who exactly has the unusual fetish."
"Do you even realize what's wrong with you?!"
They said the eyes were the windows to the soul, yet Swire could not find a trace of guilt or evasion in Luo Chen's gaze.
On the contrary, his eyes seemed filled with conviction and confidence, like the upright, noble hero in some movie. The slight curl of Luo Chen's lips even seemed to question whether she, his superior, was unfit for the job.
Yesterday, when he had played that butcher, he had been vicious enough to look like he wanted to devour her whole.
But now, he was resolute to an inhuman degree.
What the hell was Luo Chen?
Just as Swire began to suspect that Luo Chen was questioning her, he directly proved it through his actions.
It was not merely seeming that way. Luo Chen was absolutely questioning her.
"Ma'am, are you saying that for an exercise as important as this one, under the eyes of all Lungmen's citizens, the Governor's Office officials, and both domestic and foreign media, the Lungmen Guard Department should just half-ass it?"
Under Luo Chen's questioning, Swire, who had been so imposing moments ago, instantly wilted.
"I... I didn't mean that."
"Then,