This actor is full of tricks.

The prosperity of the Inspection Department headquarters far exceeded that of any Inspection Department Lin Jue had ever seen before. There were towering buildings everywhere, and even at three or four in the morning, the buildings were still brightly lit.

Wu Peng walked to the gate to verify his identity, pointed his eyes at the machine, and smiled: "Sanjiang gave headquarters a suggestion that fingerprints can also be forged, so now they have been upgraded to iris verification, and a DNA database will be promoted later. In the future, anyone who wants to enter the Inspection Department will have to prick their finger."

Lin Jue, the culprit, chuckled twice and said, "There are indeed too many people with ulterior motives these days, so we really need to promote more advanced methods for verifying identities."

Wu Peng led Lin Jue up to the eighth floor and to the outside of the interrogation room of the investigation department.

Through the one-way glass, one could see a disheveled man sitting alone in the dark and cramped interrogation room. The walls around him had a peculiar structure, covered with black armor plates.

Wu Peng tapped on the glass and explained, "The walls of the interrogation room and this glass are infused with special magical artifacts. They are thousands of times harder than steel, and even A-level artifacts would have difficulty damaging them."

"It's a pity that this material is too rare. Wang only brought out a little bit when he entered the misty area, and he had to melt it himself. Otherwise, it could have been used to make protective gear and other things, and we could have equipped each of our investigators with it."

As Wu Peng was still giving his introduction, the man in the interrogation room seemed to sense something, and slightly raised his head, revealing a scarlet eye beneath his disheveled hair: "Lin Jue, you've arrived."

"He can see me?" Lin Jue was taken aback. These interrogation rooms usually have one-way mirrors, so people outside can see in, but people inside can't see out.

"They probably can't see it; it's just a guess." Wu Peng told Lin Jue to wait there for a while while he went to inform King Yama.

Lin Jue stood still, staring at Lu Xuan through the glass. The other person seemed to really see him, his eyes fixed on the spot where Lin Jue was standing.

"When Qin Lang told me that the seed had chosen an ordinary person, I was wondering what kind of merit an ordinary person had to be favored by the seed."

"But recently I've heard more and more about you within the Investigation Division: containing powerful and bizarre entities, eliminating the Black Flag General, and in less than three months, you've broken through to a level that many investigators can't reach in their entire lives."

"Looking at it this way, we didn't choose the wrong seed."

Upon hearing Lu Xuan's words, Lin Jue's eyes narrowed slightly. The ripening of a seed corresponds to the fruit, so it was clear that Lu Xuan knew something about Qin Lang and was probably one of his confidants.

Those who can go undercover must be trustworthy people.

Lin Jue picked up the microphone: "Lu Xuan, this is Lin Jue. I'm here. What did you mean by what you just said?"

The moment he uttered those words, Lu Xuan's face in the interrogation room suddenly changed drastically. His pupils trembled wildly, and he frantically grabbed at his hair, as if he had gone mad: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I've done so much for you, even if I haven't done anything great, I've still put in a lot of effort! You can't kill me!"

"I've done so much for you, and I've never refused to do anything you asked! You can't just abandon me after I've served my purpose!"

Lu Xuan fell to the ground, panting heavily. He was like a drowning man, his hands and feet flailing wildly in mid-air.

At this moment, King Yama rushed over: "What happened?"

Lin Jue was also completely bewildered: "I don't know, is it another relapse?"

“We also thought he might have some kind of mental illness before, but the psychiatrist just evaluated him, and he doesn’t have any mental problems.” King Yama said, looking around. “This means that someone really is talking to him, we just can’t hear them.” “It must be that guy Qin Lang.”

Lin Jue walked to the ticket booth and placed his hand on the doorknob: "Can I go in?"

“Go ahead, that guy wanted to see you anyway.” King Yama nodded. “I’ll stay here and keep watch. Since Lu Xuan can hear Qin Lang’s voice, it means that guy is definitely spying on you, and he might even make a move.”

Lin Jue gave a soft "hmm," opened the door, and went inside.

As soon as he entered the interrogation room, Lin Jue abruptly stopped in his tracks.

He sensed something was wrong. The air in the interrogation room seemed to have stopped moving. Although such rooms are usually airtight, they shouldn't be as still as a swamp.

Moreover, he also had a feeling that the timeline had been stretched out. He clearly remembered that he had just stepped into the interrogation room, but it felt like he had been there for several hours.

“King Wheel said that Lu Xuan just had a mental assessment, but didn’t mention this situation, which means they didn’t have this feeling before.” Lin Jue turned to look at King Wheel. It was just a momentary action, but he felt as if a whole day had passed.

"This feeling is only shared by Lu Xuan and me, which means that Qin Lang is targeting the two of us."

"Where is that guy?" Lin Jue turned around, pondering. Qin Lang was elusive; when they were fighting outside the mental hospital, Qin Lang was only heard but not seen, and he rescued the two personality clones without showing his face.

However, even if Qin Lang is spying somewhere right now, he still has to ask the questions he needs to ask. In addition to King Zhuanlun, a king from another province, there are two local kings from Yuanjing guarding the headquarters of the Inspection Department, so its security is more than guaranteed.

"Lu Xuan!" Lin Jue strode towards Lu Xuan. The short distance felt like it had taken him half a month. When he stood in front of Lu Xuan, he felt as if he had aged several years.

"My thinking seems to have become sluggish, but my body hasn't changed at all."

"It's a very contradictory feeling. I know in my heart that not much time has passed, but all my senses are stretching out the timeline. Staying in this state for too long would definitely drive me crazy."

Lin Jue squatted down and gently lifted Lu Xuan's long hair that was draped in front of his face: "Lu Xuan, tell me, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Lu Xuan raised his head blankly, his scarlet eyes fixed on Lin Jue, his previously unfocused pupils gradually regaining their light: "Lin...Jue...you...are...Lin...Jue..."

"Only...can...save me..."

Lu Xuan's tone of voice became very slow, like a sloth from Zootopia. He had been affected by this extended timeline, and his actions and inner slow perceptions were in harmony.

It was only then that Lin Jue truly realized how terrifying this ability was. If this ability were used in battle, it would absolutely cause the enemy to break down mentally before the fight even began.

Imagine two people fighting, but one person's perception of time contradicts the actual time taken for their actions. Eventually, this perception even aligns with the timeline of that ability, causing their thinking and actions to become sluggish. They would inevitably become easy prey. (End of Chapter)