Mystery: The Witch of Desire

So, do you have any good suggestions?

After a moment's thought, Hugh said:

"Even if Fors has the ability to open doors, it's unrealistic for him to open all the doors in the police station and get out. However, if he has an inside man, it might be possible."

She looked at Livre, her eyes filled with hope:

“Miss Monroe, which pathway of Extraordinary are you? I have never seen any Extraordinary with the ability to become invisible... Excuse me, perhaps I should introduce myself first. I am Sequence 9 of the Arbitrator pathway. Arbitrators possess convincing authority and charisma, as well as bonuses to combat strength, memory, and observation skills. This pathway is also commonly used by the Kingdom's military, police, and royal family.”

Hugh hadn't completely let down her guard against Livre, but her eagerness to rescue Fors made her reveal her methods in detail.

Sensing her sincerity, Livre also revealed some information appropriately:

"I am a mid-sequence Beyonder, but I cannot disclose which pathway I belong to at the moment. However, I do possess the ability to become invisible, and I will spare no effort in the operation to rescue Fors."

Chapter 115 Will I encounter an extraordinary person who doesn't sleep when I sneak into the police station at midnight?

She did not intend to hide it. The witch was far less upright than the arbitrator, and she also had too many unspeakable secrets. Her background could not be easily exposed, otherwise it would only bring trouble upon herself.

Upon learning that Livre was a mid-sequence extraordinary individual, Hugh was already quite satisfied and did not press her further about her methods. He immediately revealed his plan:

"Could you use your invisibility ability to infiltrate the police station and cooperate with Fors? Just guide her and keep an eye out for patrolling officers, and she can escape using her door-opening ability. I will create chaos in the Joewood district to draw their police force as much as possible, giving you more room to maneuver."

Livre frowned slightly upon hearing this:

"If it's a regular police officer, my invisibility ability is enough to handle them, but if it's an extraordinary individual, I'm very likely to be detected. Do you know the extraordinary individuals assigned to the Joewood District Police Department?"

Hugh slowly opened his mouth:

"The police department does not have a systematic allocation of extraordinary individuals. When extraordinary cases are encountered, they are transferred to the corresponding church for handling—the Church of Steam in the Joewood District. However, the possibility that some officers may have extraordinary backgrounds cannot be ruled out."

Livre seemed thoughtful, then asked:

"Do you know Clive? He's an inspector at the Joewood Precinct, and as far as I know, he should be on the same track as you."

Hugh pondered for a moment and said:

"I don't know him, but I can tell you everything I know about the Arbitrator pathway. Arbitrator pathway sequence 8 is the Sheriff, who possesses extraordinary memory and the ability to sense evil, as well as a jurisdictional bonus, whose abilities are greatly enhanced within their familiar territory."

Arbitrator Pathway Sequence 7 is the Inquisitor, possessing the ability of [Mental Piercing], capable of directly attacking the spiritual body and inflicting intense pain beyond comprehension. Unlike other extraordinary abilities that interfere with thoughts and influence the mind by affecting the mental body, this is a direct attack on the spiritual body.

The interrogator also possesses the [Whip of Pain]: it inflicts unimaginable pressure on the target, causing a sensation as if electric currents are coursing through their mind, forming a barbed whip that relentlessly lashes their soul. It can force and attack the target's mind, compelling them to tell the truth through pain that seems to originate from the depths of their brain.

Arbitrator sequence 6 is the judge, who has the power to issue judgments and orders, and can, to a certain extent, make their word the rule. I'm not entirely clear on the specific details, but an inspector probably wouldn't have the power of a sequence 6 judge.

For the police, the interrogator's abilities were a perfect match; if Fors had fallen into the hands of a Sequence 7 interrogator, she certainly wouldn't have been able to hold out given her willpower.

As he spoke, a deep worry was evident in his eyes.

“We need to hurry. If Fors reveals anything about the Extraordinary and it gets passed on to the Steam Church, then we'll be in trouble.”

Livre nodded, then asked another question:

"If you manage to rescue Fors, do you have any follow-up plans? Once the police find out someone has escaped, they will definitely issue an arrest warrant."

Hugh said without hesitation:

"It doesn't matter, at worst I'll just move to the East Side with Fors!"

Livre nodded slightly upon hearing this, feeling a deep respect for the friendship between the two.

She took out a mirror, turned to face Hugh, gently stroked the mirror, and silently recited in her heart:

"It's dangerous to go to the police station to rescue Fors."

The mirror surface rippled, indicating some danger, but not a high degree of danger.

Livre breathed a sigh of relief, satisfied with the divination result. In this situation, if the divination had indicated that there was absolutely no danger, she would have suspected that someone had interfered with the divination.

She immediately finalized the plan:

“Alright, let’s get started now. You go to the Jowood district and make some noise to attract the police’s attention; I’ll keep watch near the Jowood District Police Station. As soon as I see any police officers leaving, I’ll sneak in immediately and find Fors first.”

Xiu nodded emphatically, turned around immediately, and couldn't wait to rush out of the room and start his operation.

"Wait a minute."

After hesitating for a moment, Livre called her back and said meaningfully:

"You have a secret related to the extraordinary individuals in Tingen City, don't you?"

She had planned to ask later, but the situation was unpredictable, and she was afraid that she would never have the chance to see Hugh again after this separation, so she decided to ask now.

Xiu paused for a moment, then immediately became extremely vigilant:

"I can not understand what you say."

Livr smiled faintly:

"Fors values ​​you as a friend very much. She would rather be in a sorry state herself than let you down and keep your secret."

Hugh's eyes were full of confusion; he didn't know what Livre meant.

Seeing her expression, Livre hesitated for a moment before suppressing her urge to press further. Right now, rescuing Fors was the top priority. Only by rescuing Fors could she gain Hugh's trust and make her willingly reveal the secrets related to Tingen.

Having made up her mind, she smiled.

“Once we rescue Fors, let’s talk about Tingen.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Lively didn't delay any longer. She leaped lightly out of the window and, under the cover of the shadows, hurried towards the Joewood Police Station.

The North District is quite a distance from the Joewood District. In the middle of the night, when all public transportation had stopped, it took Lively a long time to reach the Joewood District Police Station. She then slipped into the shadows and closely observed the police station's movements.

It was late at night, and the police station was quiet. Apart from the guards at the entrance and the officers on duty, most of the officers had already gone home.

Livre waited patiently for a while, and then a man who looked like a patrolman rushed into the police station.

A short while later, several policemen rushed out, boarded a horse-drawn carriage, and sped off into the distance.

"Hugh is really quick."

Once the carriage had completely disappeared into the night, she immediately activated her spiritual power, raised her hand and gently wiped it in front of her, subtly activating her invisibility ability, and her figure instantly became transparent.

Livre brazenly bypassed the guards at the entrance and successfully infiltrated the police station.

She moved stealthily through the police station, her eyes quickly scanning every corner. The entire station was filled with a faint smell of cigarettes and the pungent odor of disinfectant, mixed with the smell of paper and ink. Most of the office doors on both sides of the corridor were ajar, revealing piles of case files scattered inside.

Occasionally, the footsteps of the officers on duty could be heard from afar, heavy and dragging, accompanied by hushed conversations. Livr immediately held her breath, pressed herself against the wall, and waited for the footsteps to fade away before continuing her search quietly.

She walked deeper down the corridor, passing through two doors with wooden signs that read "Detention Area," and finally arrived at the detention center area. Unlike the relatively orderly office area outside, the air here was foul and filled with the stench of sweat, mildew, and a faint smell of blood, making her feel nauseous.

The detention center's corridors were narrow and dark, the walls were covered with stains and scratches, and the floor was littered with all sorts of garbage and debris. The detention cells on both sides were separated by thick iron bars and were crowded with all kinds of people.

There were homeless men with stubble and tattered clothes, fierce-looking, tattooed burly men, well-dressed, haggard-looking middle-aged men, thin, wounded teenagers, and drunkards... They were all men, with no sign of Ms. Fors.

"The women's prison should be located elsewhere."

Liviel pondered silently, glancing around as she caught a glimpse of another wooden door at the end of the passage. She cautiously approached it, and taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching in the detention room, she quietly pushed the door open a crack, squeezed inside, and then closed it behind her.

This is a women's prison, where there are far fewer women than men. Most of them are heavily made-up women who are currently dozing off against the wall.

Liviel's heart stirred, and she walked over quietly. Looking through the small iron window in the door, she saw Fors leaning against the grass in the corner of the room. Her eyes were closed, her expression was exhausted, and her brows were slightly furrowed. Her usual lively and lazy temperament had completely disappeared, and even her hair looked a little messy, sticking to her smooth forehead. Her appearance was heartbreaking.

Livre calmly picked up a stone from the ground and gently tossed it at Fors.

Fors opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the iron bars at the entrance of the detention cell. Livre suppressed her spirituality and made her figure appear and disappear intermittently.

Fors, who was already quite perceptive, spotted Livre standing outside. Her expression brightened with excitement, but a second later, she cautiously glanced around. Seeing that the other female prisoners were all dozing off, she carefully climbed over the railing.

“Ms. Fors, I’m here to rescue you. I will find a secluded route for you. Use your door-opening ability to escape.”

Fors nodded excitedly:

"My door-opening ability can only be activated three times consecutively at most, so I'll try to find one with a shorter duration..."

Before she could finish speaking, the wooden door that Livre had just entered was suddenly pushed open, the creaking sound breaking the silence of the night. Two men dressed in black uniforms, with triangular holy emblems and various mechanical pendants hanging on their chests, walked in, led by a policeman. They were none other than the Extraordinary Ones of the Steam Church.

"Who's there!"

The extraordinary one walking in front shouted, his deep gaze fixed on the invisible Livia.

Liviel's heart tightened. Without thinking, she leaped backward and quickly hid in the recessed wall opposite the detention cell. But this was not a good hiding place. Surrounded by walls on three sides, with only one exit facing the corridor, it was a dead end with nowhere to escape.

The two extraordinary members of the Steam Church grew increasingly wary, drew their specially made pistols from their waists, and slowly approached, their heavy footsteps echoing in the silent night.

The two men rushed to the front of the recessed wall, one after the other, and pointed their guns inside. They found a man in a police uniform standing there, looking at them calmly.

"Inspector Cleverville, what are you doing here?"

The two extraordinary individuals exclaimed in unison, their expressions filled with shock.

Claire appeared calm on the surface, but deep inside, Livia's panicked thoughts echoed:

In a moment of desperation, I activated my Actor ability and transformed into Clive. Luckily, he had questioned me for a while beforehand and activated his Arbitrator ability in front of me, so I had a slight grasp of his abilities. However, I don't have any memories of him. What are the names of these two Beyonders from the Steam Church? What are they here for?

Despite her inner turmoil, Livre calmly said:

"Nothing much. I was feeling uneasy last night, so I came to the detention room to check if anything was amiss."

He then looked at the police officer who had brought in the extraordinary individual, displaying the unquestionable authority of an arbitrator:

"How did you handle this job?"

His tone was very stern. He couldn't discern the backgrounds of these two extraordinary individuals, but the officer with only a V-shaped mark on his epaulettes was undoubtedly his subordinate.

Sure enough, the officer panicked and said in a trembling voice:

"Inspector, you ordered me to contact Mechanical Heart to take Fors away. Originally, the officers at Mechanical Heart planned to come tomorrow, but they had other plans for tomorrow, so they had to come at this time."

Are you mechanical hearts or night watchmen? Staying up so late, ruining my plans!

Liviel inwardly complained, but outwardly spoke with an air of authority:

"Are you sure I want you to notify Mechanical Heart to take Fors away?"

The officer froze for a moment, then stammered:

“I remember, that’s exactly what you told me…”

The two extraordinary individuals were also somewhat bewildered, but since Clever was disciplining his subordinates, they didn't dare to interrupt and simply watched quietly from the sidelines.

Cleverly squinted and asked:

"I'm asking you, is Fors the most crucial suspect in this case?"

The police officer quickly replied:

"Coleman had already transferred it to Machine Heart last night..."

Oh, so Mr. Coleman has already arrived at the Mechanical Heart...

Livre realized that her impersonation of Clive would definitely be exposed tomorrow, which would only put her in a more difficult situation. She might as well take a gamble now and see if she could take Fors away.

Having made up his mind, 'Clerville' said in a stern tone:

"Do you even need to tell me? Since you know Fors isn't the key figure, why won't you even give a baron some face? Don't you know that sir has already bailed Fors out?"

The police officer was taken aback, clearly not expecting this, and stood there dumbfounded.

The two extraordinary individuals with mechanical hearts were also somewhat surprised. They exchanged a glance, then looked at Livre and asked:

"Clavel, which baron is offering to bail Fors out?"

'Cleverly' said calmly:

“A devoted reader of Ms. Fors, who does not wish to reveal his name, if you two insist on knowing his name, please allow me to obtain his consent first.”

Both extraordinary beings swallowed hard, feeling a sense of retreat. There was no need to offend a baron for a case that sounded somewhat absurd. They were extraordinary beings with mechanical hearts and were unwilling to interrogate a female writer over matters of literary censorship.

The two exchanged a glance and immediately relented:

"Since someone has bailed Fors out, we won't take her away for now. We can deal with the formalities tomorrow."

Chapter 116 The Actor's Perverse Interest

The two exchanged a glance and immediately relented:

"Since someone has bailed Fors out, we won't take her away for now. We can deal with the formalities tomorrow."

Livre nodded:

"Sorry to have made you come all this way."

She turned to the officer, her tone authoritative:

"Now see the guests off properly and think about how to make up for your mistake."

The unfortunate officer, with a bitter expression, could only lead the two extraordinary individuals outside, saying apologetically: