Doctor 315's face was deathly pale.
He was like a soul that had spent far too long huddled in a safe haven.
He had clad himself in thick armor and preened every feather until it was as sharp as an iron blade.
When you thought yourself invulnerable, you failed to realize that putting on armor was itself a sign of weakness.
"Talk. This is your second chance."
Lynn spoke slowly into his ear:
"Tell me exactly what happened back then, and I'll release you from your suffering. Otherwise, we'll have a very long time to play this interrogation game."
Pressure.
Every word Lynn spoke subjected him to psychological pressure greater than anything he had ever experienced.
Because he had clearly realized that the demon before him was utterly untroubled by emotion. He was like a gentle poison, calmly increasing the weight upon you, little by little, until you could no longer breathe.
"We didn't find her." His face pale and his entire body trembling, he finally told the truth:
"But that doesn't mean we found no traces. During our subsequent investigation, we discovered the flesh she had shed in a corner of a city. After testing and comparing it, we confirmed that the Doll Curse placed inside her had fully taken effect. She should have already become a mindless wooden doll."
Miao Miao's entire body shuddered violently, her gaze going blank.
Lynn asked quietly, "And then?"
He panted. "We conducted a thorough search of the entire city based on that lead, but she seemed to have vanished into thin air. We found nothing."
"But our subsequent investigation suggested that she had most likely been taken into the organization known as the [Dollhouse]. It was very difficult for us to infiltrate, so the search was eventually shelved indefinitely."
At those words,