A dark shadow lunged straight at Li Jie and slammed into his body.
"Fuck, your emissions are way over the limit!!"
Li Jie swore loudly. It felt like standing behind a junked car and getting a faceful of exhaust from incomplete combustion, but beyond that, he felt nothing.
"Hey! Sheriff! You're actually fine!"
Harleen Quinzel ran over and reached out to touch his face. "Quick, tell me what it felt like."
"Not much of anything..."
Li Jie looked at his hands. Nothing seemed wrong. "Is my face black?"
"No, everything looks normal." Harleen shook her head. "So how did you... hey! Oh! What are you doing?"
Li Jie grabbed her by the neck and pushed her all the way into the Detention Room, then locked the door from outside with a clang.
"Nothing! Stay in there with Raven and give her psychological support when she needs it. You're not allowed out without my permission, and no more recording anything."
Harleen raised her head and blinked behind her gold-rimmed glasses, apparently ready to argue. But when she saw the uncompromising exhaustion and sternness in Li Jie's eyes, she refrained from pestering him for once and merely shrugged.
"All right, sir. Follow orders and protect the key witness."
She even made a show of giving him a sloppy salute. Then, like a cat temporarily confined, she reluctantly but obediently sat on the edge of the cot beside Raven and turned to greet the girl.
"Hi!"
"Heh."
Raven's gaze swept over her, then shifted to Li Jie outside. "Another singularity, but you're different from him."
"Oh?"
Harleen immediately perked up. "Because I'm younger, prettier, and more professional than that big oaf?"
"No, your soul's colors are far too chaotic," Raven replied expressionlessly. "And you're older than him."
In the lobby, the last