Lu Benwei was choking himself. His own consciousness awoke, his eyes bulging with terror. He had no idea what was happening.
The Investigation Bureau's personnel had plenty of experience dealing with this, too.
"Luo Yuan," Director Lei ordered.
"On it!"
Luo Yuan put on a pair of gloves with a separation effect, clasped his hands together, and stared at Lu Benwei's face as he shouted, "Let's break up!"
He pulled his fists apart, as though separating a couple.
Then the victim, Lu Benwei, pulled a miserable face. The two hands choking him instantly separated and moved to either side of his shoulders.
Ke Meng glanced at Luo Yuan's equipment. They were the Breakup Gloves, a level six object that could separate someone else's hands.
The side effect was that once the effect ended, the wearer's hands would remain stuck together for exactly as long as they had kept the other person's hands apart.
They had little destructive power, but their unusual function made them highly useful in certain situations, such as saving someone's life.
Lu Benwei's shadow screamed, "Damn you, Investigation Bureau! I hate you!"
More and more shadow tentacles sprouted from him, but the farther they stretched, the more agonized his screams became.
Under the illumination of the Light Objects, the harder he struggled, the more severely he was injured.
"Will he kill himself doing that?" Ke Meng asked.
Shadow creatures were not immortal. Under the illumination of multiple light-based items, their consciousness could easily collapse. In severe cases, they would die outright.
Director Lei had originally wanted to wait until they brought him back to the Investigation Bureau before separating him, but now Lu Benwei's shadow had gone mad, frantically extending his tentacles.
"Hahaha! None of you will get anything out of me!" The shadow let out an