The stolen magic is a bit magical

“Let’s go see this person!” Lin Xiaosu said.

Both women's hearts skipped a beat: "Brilliant words?"

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Lin Xiaosu smiled slightly. "This code name is interesting! Let's go see him directly!"

"You... doubt him?" Lan Yao's expression was very serious.

Lin Xiaosu looked at her but didn't answer. However, not answering was also an answer.

Changye's heart was pounding: "Miaoyan is a master of interrogation, and naturally also a master of counter-interrogation. You want to interrogate him?"

“It’s not just a matter of whether we can get anything out of him!” Lan Yao said, “There’s also the issue of authority. Miao Yan is the head of the interrogation office, a level three authority holder. With my authority, I’m not qualified to interrogate him directly. If you have evidence of his crimes or an indisputable chain of crimes, then I can report to the old man and get temporary authorization, but right now…”

The two women's words addressed the immediate problem.

First, I don't have the necessary permissions.

Secondly, even if you have the authority, you simply cannot review it.

Who is Miaoyan?

He makes a living by interrogating people.

He dedicated his life to the study of interrogation.

While interrogating others, how could his own counter-interrogation skills not be superb?

You, an outsider, want to interrogate him?
What kind of results can we expect from this investigation?

He could even point his finger at Lin Xiaosu and say, "Get out of my office."

Lin Xiaosu still couldn't do anything about him.

Lin Xiaosu laughed: "No need to make a fuss, there's no need to make a mountain out of a molehill. I'm just having a chat with him!"

“Talking to him isn’t a simple matter. You’d better design a conversation outline so the three of us can analyze it carefully.”

“Without the three of us!” Lin Xiaosu said, “We can only chat when the two of us are in a separate space!”

The two women looked at each other in bewilderment...

"Trust me, I'll give you a big surprise!" Lin Xiaosu's eyes gleamed with a mysterious light.

Lan Yao let out a soft breath: "Are you really sure?"

Five words, yet they carry profound meaning.

It seems the question is directed at this person: are you really sure there's a problem?

It seems the question is about this: Are you really sure you want to do this?
Simply because she's not stupid; she stands tall and sees far; she's the Hidden Dragon King, knowing all the rules...

She knew that Lin Xiaosu's choice was complex, yet the process was far too simple...

Regardless of the final outcome, this is not a good choice for him.

“You’ve probably never seen a rural pond dried up!” Lin Xiaosu smiled faintly: “When a rural pond dries up, the water level gradually decreases and the water becomes murky. Some fish that are hiding at the bottom will jump out on their own! At this point, it’s not a matter of skill or common sense, but instinct!”

Lan Yao slowly stood up: "When?"

"Now!"

"Let's go!"

The three stepped out of the flying car and re-entered the modern building.

This time, instead of going down, we went up in the elevator.

Fifth floor.

The sun is shining brightly, and spring flowers are blooming outside the window.

In a huge office, Lan Yao walked ahead, and the men and women around the desks were slightly surprised, but only slightly surprised.

On the innermost side, there is a passageway, and at the entrance of the passageway, there are two people.

"Blue Sky King, is something the matter?"

"Mr. Lin, I need to speak with number 38!"

"I'll contact the commander!"

"it is good!"

The guard raised his hand, a light flashed on his wrist, a string of numbers was entered, and soon the green light turned on.

The guard bowed slightly: "Heavenly King, please!"

"I won't go in! Mr. Lin, please!"

Lin Xiaosu strolled in.

The passage was very deep and dark.

The passageway was quiet.

A door appeared in front of Lin Xiaosu from a full twenty meters away.

Lin Xiaosu gently pushed the door open.

Inside the door was an office.

The surveillance footage clearly shows Miaoyan sitting behind a desk, with a computer monitor in front of her, and nothing else.

Miao Yan raised her eyes and smiled as she looked at Lin Xiaosu who had entered.

"Sir, is your surname Lin?"

His voice was very soft, and his pronunciation was very clear.

This is probably a special skill honed through long-term interrogation; even if the voice is very soft, it can always make people unconsciously listen to every word he says.

"Yes, it's Lin Xiaosu, the detective from Fengcheng!"

"You're a detective!" Miao Yan said with a smile. "Please have a seat."

Lin Xiaosu sat down in the chair opposite him.

"any drinks?"

"Need not!"

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!" Miao Yan smiled slightly: "Say what's on your mind."

"I was invited to the Qianlong headquarters by the Dragon Chief."

"No wonder the Blue Demon King personally introduced us!" Miao Yan said.

Lin Xiaosu said, "I'm here to investigate the truth behind Wang Zhongze's death!" A glint of light flashed in Miaoyan's eyes: "Have you found anything?"

"Yes!" Lin Xiaosu exclaimed, "The real culprit is you!"

Miao Yan's expression stiffened slightly, then slowly relaxed: "Detective Lin, are you joking?"

"Look at my expression, doesn't it look like I'm joking?" Lin Xiaosu said.

Miao Yan looked at him quietly: "Your expression certainly doesn't look like you're joking, but what you said is definitely a joke!"

"Sub-divine magic!"

Lin Xiaosu uttered three words.

Miao Yan merely frowned at him, revealing no micro-expression.

"Your micro-expression control is excellent, but clever words are useless!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Sub-divine arts kill without a trace, but they also have drawbacks. That is, when people who possess sub-divine arts are together, they can sense each other's sub-divine arts. You can sense me, and I can sense you! Isn't that right?"

Miao Yan's face was like a wave flowing across her cheeks.

At this moment, his micro-expression control began to spiral out of control.

Because his deepest secret was thus exposed to the naked eye.

Just as Lin Xiaosu said, as long as a person with a demigod spell is face to face and at a sufficiently close distance, they can sense the presence of the other person's demigod spell.

Lin Xiaosu sensed him.

He also sensed Lin Xiaosu.

Once they sense each other, their deepest secrets are revealed at the same time.

“Among the Hidden Dragons, everyone possesses their own skills!” Miao Yan said, “I make a living through interrogation and possess quasi-divine magic. How big of a problem do you think that is?”

"Sub-divine arts are just one type of magic. Possessing a sub-divine art doesn't make you a murderer. But Miaoyan, do you dare hand over this pen in your hand to the Dragon Head for testing?" Lin Xiaosu said, "It's the one you're hiding in the third drawer right now! It's also the one you used to kill Wang Zhongze during his interrogation!"

Miao Yan smiled, reached into the third drawer, took out a notebook, and pulled out the pen from it: "Is this the one?"

“Yes!” Lin Xiaosu said.

The two words were uttered.

The person in front of Lin Xiaosu suddenly changed completely!

Gone are the bright and clean office, gone is the desk opposite and the chair beneath me.

Only brilliant words!

Countless brilliant remarks!

No, it doesn't quite resemble a magic word, because each magic word is a tentacle monster, millions of tentacle monsters, instantly binding Lin Xiaosu's consciousness tightly.

"Lin Xiaosu, you are a very formidable detective, but your sub-god level is still too low. You have no idea how truly heaven-defying the sub-god technique is!" Miao Yan spoke through her consciousness, directly entering Lin Xiaosu's sea of ​​consciousness.

"A 'divine control technique' of a sub-divine art?" Lin Xiaosu seemed to be really anxious, struggling desperately, but the more she struggled, the tighter the grip became.

“Yes, you forced me to this!” Miao Yan said, “Your suspicion of me, your focus on this pen, and there are signs that it will bring me a lot of trouble.”

"So what? You plan to kill me in your office? Even with a superstar guarding the door outside, you still want to kill me?"

"No! Under these circumstances, I cannot kill you! I can only control you!" Miao Yan said, "You will walk out of this office as usual, and you will tell the Dragon Head that the Heavenly King of Wonderful Sound is the real mastermind!"

If anyone else heard these words, they would be dumbfounded and feel a chill run down their spine.

Controlling Lin Xiaosu, using Lin Xiaosu's words to report to the Dragon Head, concealing the true gains, and arbitrarily framing others—this is the truly heaven-defying skill of the Lesser God Technique.

Lin Xiaosu, who was struggling desperately surrounded by thousands of tentacles, suddenly stopped struggling, slowly raised his head, and his face was extremely calm at this moment: "Miaoyan, your idea is so ingenious, but have you thought about a question?"

"What kind of problem?"

"This opportunity was created for you intentionally!"

Miao Yan was slightly taken aback.

“Originally, my accusation that you were proficient in demigod magic and the discovery that there was something wrong with your pen were not enough to confirm that you were the real culprit; they would only bring you some trouble,” Lin Xiaosu said leisurely. “But I was certain that as long as I came to your side alone, you would still have illusions and would then adopt a more radical plan.”

"So what?" Miao Yan's heart was already shaken. Lin Xiaosu's words gave him a sense of crisis, because he finally realized that it was abnormal that Lan Yao was not by his side. It seemed that she was really intentionally creating an opportunity for him. If Lan Yao was by his side, or if there were other people in the office, Miao Yan really wouldn't dare to take this approach. Although a demigod controlling a person is a storm in the sea of ​​consciousness, the physical state of both people will be abnormal. Only in a dark room where no one is around can it be convenient to carry out this plan.

Lin Xiaosu smiled faintly: "Draining the pond and creating pressure will cause the fish to jump up on their own, which will naturally lead to their own destruction!"

"Bind!" Miao Yan shouted, and thousands of tentacles suddenly retracted, piercing into Lin Xiaosu's consciousness.

This move is true infiltration!

Through the infiltration of his consciousness and the attainment of complete control, Lin Xiaosu became his puppet.

This kind of control technique is the most terrifying aspect of demigod magic: divine control!
Divine control techniques are similar to possession of the primordial spirit, and in some aspects, they are even more terrifying.

A spirit can only possess one body.

The Divine Control Technique can control multiple people.

Just as Miao Yan's myriad tentacles were about to penetrate Lin Xiaosu's consciousness, and were about to completely permeate it in a moment, suddenly, a door opened!

As soon as the door opened, the thousands of tentacles were as if they had encountered a super vacuum cleaner, and with a single suction, they were all stripped away!

I've entered the gate!

Miao Yan exclaimed in surprise, "What is this? Ah... no..."

"In terms of my attainments as a demigod, I am indeed inferior to you! However, Miaoyan, you would never guess that I have unlocked the 'Heavenly Lock'!"

"Execute!" Miao Yan was terrified, no longer caring whether killing was allowed in the office...

With a flick of the wrist, it pressed down on the pen tip!

His secondary god surged into the pen in his hand like a tidal wave, increasing the pressure tenfold or a hundredfold like a high-pressure water gun, and slashed straight out like a sharp sword, aiming at Lin Xiaosu's consciousness.

If Lin Xiaosu's consciousness had hair, it would definitely be standing on end at this moment, because he felt that he was in a confined space with a super giant sword above him, which was coming down with no way to avoid it or retreat.

This is the pen!

That pen he had always been eyeing!
However, he also has a mysterious realm!
He retreated into the secret realm, and with a single slash of the Super Heavenly Blade, he also cut into the secret realm.

This strike was like an ice blade slicing into a furnace of steel...

Transformed into countless fragments of the sub-divine form!

Miao Yan's face in reality suddenly froze. He had used all his strength twice, but all of his demigod power was devoured by the demigod realm. He had very little demigod power left.

Lin Xiaosu raised her finger and touched his brow.

"You've given me an idea!" Lin Xiaosu said, "The fusion and permeation of secondary gods might really open a new door..." (End of Chapter)