Deputy Director Deep-Eyed Haizaki opened the access permission in his office, and after Lancer and Akira Mado arrived at the special 'cell' and entered the access code, the cell was gradually opened. Lancer then saw the 'Grave Robber' wearing restraint clothes.
The moment she saw Lancer and Akira Mado, her eyes instantly turned into Kakugan, and she tried to rush towards them, but neither Lancer nor Akira Mado made any move, because they knew the opponent couldn't escape at all.
As expected, the opponent instantly crashed into the special barrier in front, but strangely, no sound was heard.
"Alright, Miss 'Grave Robber' of the Aogiri Tree, don't struggle in vain. You must have heard of this place. After you attacked here back then, the defense system of the entire prison was reinforced again. Even an SS-rated ghoul might not be able to escape, let alone you, who is wearing restraint clothes now."
Lancer, holding a small microphone, opened the report in his hand. Undoubtedly, the questions he needed to ask next were all in this report.
But what Lancer didn't expect was that a cold snort came from inside the glass before he even spoke.
"Hmph! I absolutely won't say anything!"
Lancer only shrugged at the opponent's attitude. After all, they had not expected the opponent to cooperate with them normally from the start. One must know that most ghouls have a similar attitude after being captured.
Generally, interrogation also adopts two parallel methods. One is naturally violence and intimidation. Although the CCG does not support the abuse of ghouls, this situation cannot be completely prevented. The second is reasoning. Facts have proven that as long as ghouls are still intelligent creatures, communication is possible. Some ghouls choose to cooperate with the CCG. Although they are still detained here, at least they don't have to live in fear every day like other ghouls.
Undoubtedly, according to the initial plan, Lancer was naturally responsible for 'scaring the opponent', while Akira Mado, being a woman, was responsible for communicating with the opponent. It was just unfortunate that both Lancer and Akira Mado belonged to the relatively hard-line type.
For Lancer, ghouls that prey on humans wantonly are better off dead, and Akira Mado is even more extreme. In her opinion, any ghoul should die.
The final result was that no matter what the two said, the opponent either looked at the two with anger or contempt without saying a word.
They sat here for almost half an hour but didn't get any useful intelligence.
Although interrogation itself is not a job that yields results in a short time, especially for targets with strong will, it is inevitable for the two who are not proficient in this type of work to feel a bit annoyed.
Finally, until the two left, and the underground space was sealed again, the opponent still did not say a word.
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When the two left the steel-cast underground containment facility, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, the atmosphere there was too oppressive, but Akira Mado's face was somewhat fatigued.
"I'll go back to the headquarters first. Although the performance of the Quinx Squad this time can't be said to be very good, it's at least not too bad, but the report still needs to be written."
"It's quite a distance from the 23rd Ward to the 1st Ward. I'll take you back to the headquarters."
After saying that, Lancer walked very consciously to the side of the driver's seat, and Akira Mado, after being stunned for a moment, also threw the keys to Lancer.
As expected, not long after the two got into the car, Akira Mado's head, which was originally resting on her hand, unconsciously drooped down. It was clear that the other party was already very sleepy.
Unlike Lancer, whose physical quality could be described as non-human, the other party, although also well-trained, was fighting ghouls after all, and manipulating Quinque to fight them was very energy-consuming. Not to mention that after the 11th Ward Recapture Operation ended, the two drove to the 23rd Ward, and during this time, the two didn't even have time to change clothes and were still wearing their battle uniforms.
Looking at Akira Mado, who was leaning on the passenger seat, Lancer couldn't help but show a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Perhaps it was because the other party was the daughter of his benefactor and teacher, Lancer always unconsciously felt inferior when facing the other party. Even though he was older than the other party and joined the organization earlier than the other party, it couldn't be helped. Moreover, what was even more frustrating was that unlike those girls who liked to mess around, she was essentially a very aloof person. Every time she got angry at Lancer, it was never without reason. The result of these two factors combined was that Akira Mado, who was more than a head shorter than Lancer, always seemed to be looking down on him.
Looking at the other party's sleeping face now, unguarded like an ordinary girl, he couldn't help but feel a little novelty.
However, when his gaze unconsciously fell upon the other party's body, his eyes were always involuntarily drawn to certain areas.
One must know that the battle uniforms everyone wears are tight-fitting, with armor added only to some vital points at most, but now that they were not in a combat state, Akira Mado naturally wouldn't wear those protective plates. The final result was that her voluptuous figure became even more voluptuous due to her nap...
Lancer, feeling a surge of blood, quickly shifted his gaze, and at the same time, to prevent himself from getting carried away with wild thoughts, he focused all his attention on the road ahead. This also led to him not seeing Akira Mado, who was lying down, slightly open her eyes. When she saw Lancer looking straight ahead without saying a word through the glass, she couldn't help but whisper 'Idiot' before twisting her body again to adjust to a better resting posture.
But the result was that her voluptuous figure became even more tempting.
Perhaps because the other party had completely turned to the side, making it impossible for anyone to see him, he felt the blood in his body unconsciously gathering towards a certain place...
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"Do you need me to pick you up tonight?"
After arriving at the underground parking lot of the headquarters, Lancer did not directly wake up Akira Mado. Instead, he got out of the car first and then called the other party awake from outside the car.
It was only then that Akira Mado sat up groggily.
"I will be staying at the Quinx Squad dormitory tonight, so you don't need to pick me up, but come pick me up tomorrow morning. We'll go to the 23rd Ward again."
Akira Mado, who took the key from Lancer hand, replied seemingly casually, and then started tidying her hair that was slightly messy from her nap.
"No problem."
After saying that, Lancer turned and left, which seemed a bit impolite, but there was a strange smile on Akira Mado's face.
'Does that idiot think it's okay if he intentionally doesn't let me see it... Doesn't he know that makes it even more suspicious? It seems I am quite attractive.'
While thinking, she picked up the briefcase beside her and walked towards the elevator.
Only she herself did not realize that a smile still lingered on her lips.