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Ishtar saw blood and fire, rain of bullets, hideous laughter, and countless dark and vile crimes in the darkness...

Countless fragmented images kept alternating, but it was always difficult to see clearly.

"I knew it... People like you must be hiding some big, dark secret deep down in their hearts that they can't reveal to the public."

Ishtar stuck out her pink tongue and licked her red lips. The blush on her pretty face spread as if she was drunk, and even her breathing became a little hot.

"Come on, let me see!"

"Deep in your heart, that memory that you try so hard to hide, how ugly is it, what a dark and sinful act!"

She had even imagined the scene.

The young man in front of him, who was pretending to be calm at the moment, gradually showed fear, panic, timidity and despair on his handsome face after hearing that his secret, which he thought no one knew, was exposed.

Finally, she cowered under her skirt, trembling all over and trying to beg for mercy, but she kicked her away.

Just thinking about that feeling made Ishtar feel itchy.

She bit her tongue hard, mobilized her last remaining mental strength, and plunged into the Eye of Prying Secrets.

The next moment, the layers of memory fragments disappeared, leaving only a stable picture.

……

It was an abandoned factory shrouded in darkness.

A young man wearing a pitch-black robe and a bat mask slowly stood up from beside the bodies of several wanted criminals.

He glanced at the policemen who were searching not far away with police dogs and lanterns in hand, and stumbled onto his prototype motorcycle in the dark.

Then, completely ignoring the police officers who were firing warning shots and the barking hounds behind him, he started the motorcycle and drove from the dark abandoned factory towards the bright city.

Only a few final words were left, slowly fading away in the darkness.

"Either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become a villain."

"I am vengeance, I am the night, I am..."

"Batman."

Chapter 35 I am afraid that classmate Ishtar will be traumatized

Click.

The bear biscuit in Ishtar's hand was broken into two halves unconsciously.

Bat...Batman?

Everyone's spiritual symbols store a vast amount of memories, and what can be observed by the Eye of Secrets are often the darkest and most unbearable memories in the other person's mind.

Therefore, this is also the thing that best reflects a person's true heart.

As a professional psychometrician, Ishtar has extensive experience in using the Eye of Secrets.

There were those who had their entire family wiped out by their enemies when they were young, and they could only hide under the bed and watch their parents die, and swore a blood oath for revenge.

There was a young genius who died one day. The woman who was betrothed to him came to cancel the engagement and made a three-year agreement.

There were those who were framed and backstabbed by their fiancées and thrown into prison, but they discovered secret passages, treasure maps, and soul rings that housed powerful people in prison.

There are also those who were falsely accused and exiled to the border at the beginning; those who were expelled from the brave team; those who were used as a substitute by the rich girl who was studying abroad and vowed to make her regret it; and those who were seventy-year-old cleaning ladies who were favored by the domineering duke...

Over the years, Ishtar has seen almost all kinds of scenes and can be considered knowledgeable.

however--

The memory fragments she saw from Rast this time through the "Eye of Prying Eyes" were indeed beyond Ishtar's expectations.

As the owner of the Eye of Prying Eyes, she was able to browse the memory fragments from a God's perspective and quickly grasped the full picture of this fragment of Last's memory.

Walking in darkness, but with heart towards light.

They are outside the law, but they maintain order in the city in their own way.

Faced with the criminals' conspiracy to get involved, he would rather sacrifice his own reputation to maintain the residents' faith in justice.

He is the silent guardian and the vigilant protector.

Also the Dark Knight.

Ishtar was silent.

She originally thought that there were no such things as heroes in this world.

Things like "friends of justice" should only exist in fairy tales and fantasies, fictional things made up by writers.

Even those clergy who appear to be extremely upright on the outside must have some shameful secrets hidden deep in their hearts.

That's why she is so keen on prying into the secrets.

To expose the glamorous appearance of those hypocritical people and let their ugly and dirty hearts be exposed to the sun... This is exactly the pleasure of Ishtar's prying eyes.

But, at this moment.

In the face of justice that still guards the light even in the darkness, her faith was shaken.

Although Batman's concept seems a bit crude, childish, and a bit immature.

But it was precisely that kind of innocent and clear justice that made Ishtar's voyeurism pale in comparison.

Compared with the young man in the interrogation room, I am the hypocritical and ugly clown who uses dark thoughts to speculate about others.

Her mental strength had been exhausted when she activated the Eye of Prying Secrets earlier, and now even the will that had supported her all along was shaken, and she fell into a trance for a moment.

And it was at the moment when Ishtar became unconscious.

She was horrified to find that in her spiritual vision, the pitch-black kitten that was Rast's spiritual symbol suddenly looked at her.

Then, it opened its bloody mouth again.

"Gulu gulu gulu..."

The wails of Ishtar's spiritual clone were swallowed up by countless tentacles.

……

"Dean Yin, I didn't expect you to be here."

"You came here without notifying the Night World Headquarters in advance? If my intuition hadn't detected traces of strange spatial fluctuations nearby, even I wouldn't have known about this news."

Hiltina opened the door.

She gently held the hem of her skirt with both hands, bent her knees slightly, and performed an impeccable aristocratic gesture.

"That spatial trace was left for you to see, but you discovered it faster than I expected. It seems that this trip into the night world has been quite rewarding for you."

An elegant and lazy voice echoed in the room, but the owner of this voice, the one called Dean Silver by Hiltina, was not human.

This is a snow-white creature. At first glance, it looks a bit like a fox and a big cat. Its silvery-white fur reminds people of the snow-capped mountains in the far north.

At this moment, it was leaning lazily on the sofa in the room, with a large bag of dried fish on the armrest of the sofa and a tablet computer in front of it.

What was unusual was that although it was lazily leaning on the sofa and not doing any movement, the picture on the tablet computer was changing by itself. From time to time, a small dried fish would float up from the packaging bag and slowly fall into its mouth.

It was as if there was an invisible hand controlling all this in the void.

After noticing Hiltina pushing the door open, Dean Yin remained lying on the sofa without moving. He simply raised his furry white tail as a greeting: "Little Tina, are you almost at the fourth level?"

"Yes." Hiltina sat down elegantly on the sofa across from me. "It's all thanks to Dean Yin's good teaching."

"Well, if you could just split half of your respect for teachers and etiquette with your own stubborn temper and attitude towards your father, I wouldn't have to worry so much."

Dean Yin raised his tail helplessly: "Forget it, let's not talk about that."

"I'm looking for you this time because of the night traveler you mentioned earlier, lost in the echoes of history."

Hiltina's eyes twitched slightly: "Last came out of the Night World passage?"

"Well, a few hours later than you, just when you were meditating and practicing."

"According to your request as one of the twelve members of the Round Table, the school did not follow the standard thirty-day quarantine-testing-surveillance process. Instead, it dispatched psychometrician Ishtar Julian to conduct a direct risk assessment on Last."

Hiltina frowned slightly. "Is that Night Blade Ishtar from the Eye of Secrets?"

"There are so many psychometricians in the academy, why did you send her?"

Obviously, as a classmate of Star University, Hiltina had also heard about Ishtar's quirks.

"This matter has nothing to do with me. It was decided by the college itself." Dean Yin stuffed a small dried fish into his mouth.

It glanced at Hiltina and said, "What's the matter, little Tina? Are you worried that he'll get hurt?"

"But according to the process, once the risk assessment process is initiated, it cannot be stopped. You can only hope that this guy named Last has no ulterior motives and can withstand the test of the 'Prying Eye'."

"Although Ishtar has some weird habits, she has never wronged a good person."

As he spoke, Dean Yin grabbed the tablet computer on the table with his little paws. The tablet computer screen was displaying real-time monitoring images of psychological measurement.

But then, Dean Yin froze in his tracks.

All I could see on the screen was that Rast in the inquiry room looked relaxed and was sitting there doing nothing.

And on the other side of the one-way mirror.

The chief examiner of the risk assessment, Ishtar Julian, who had once frightened countless students at Star University, was now slumped in her chair in despair.

She stared at the ceiling with a dazed look, her twin ponytails hanging listlessly from her shoulders, her eyes blank and empty, as if she had lost her soul.

That pretty face that was originally as cold as ice now showed an Ahegao-like expression.

"Dean Yin, you misunderstood me."

Hiltina's voice rang out faintly, "I'm not worried about Luster, but about the safety of classmate Ishtar."

"I'm afraid that Lust will leave her with some psychological trauma, and she'll never be able to use Night Blade again. If that happens, the academy will lose an excellent psychometrician."

Chapter 36: The promise you made with your own mouth must be kept with your life

Dean Yin's furry little paws stopped awkwardly in mid-air.

After a moment, it pretended to be natural and picked up another dried fish and put it into its mouth, then turned on the microphone on the tablet.

"Ishtar, pay attention to your image."

In the surveillance video, Ishtar's eyes were empty and her expression was still dazed, as if she didn't hear the voice of Dean Zhongyin in the headset at all.

A dark line appeared on Dean Yin's forehead.

A shadow of a silver moon quietly appeared in its ruby-like eyes.

"Ishtar Julian."

The call was not loud, but it seemed to have some magical power, which shocked Ishtar in the inquiry room and woke her up from her trance. The light returned to her eyes.

She wiped the corner of her mouth hurriedly: "Dean Yin, I..."

"No need to explain, I saw it all through the surveillance footage."

Dean Yin interrupted Ishtar's sophistry.

"Don't say useless things."

"Now, describe everything you saw earlier through the Eye of Secrets in full and detail."

"Yes."

Ishtar controlled her expression and started typing on her tablet.

……

A moment later, Dean Yin looked at the newly uploaded text on the tablet and stuffed another dried fish into his mouth.

"Walking in the dark night of Deep Blue Harbor, fighting evil in his own way, punishing criminals, and protecting the citizens' peaceful and happy lives, the unsung hero, the Dark Knight—"

"Batman."

"As the only person here who has had contact with Luster, does this fit your impression of him, Little Tina?"

Hiltina looked at the text on the tablet and fell silent. She couldn't equate the Rust in her mind who calmly made a plan to blow up half the city with the Batman on the tablet who maintained order in Deep Blue Harbor.

However, she recalled her first meeting with Last in the hotel.

The perfect gigolo who played with his life was also very different from the man behind him who remained calm even after being injected with animal stimulants.