I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 116 The Adjutant is Angry

After visiting Ned, Helen has earned the right to stay in the deep area.

Helen did not hide the fact that Wyatt was in a deep sleep, because in her opinion, Ned was the key to waking up Wyatt.

Unfortunately, Ned didn't know Wyatt was in a deep sleep, and there was nothing she could do.

Just when Helen thought that the clues had been cut off, Jonas, who lived next door to Ned, spoke up.

He is a Calamity-level Fallen One who is tainted with the evil of "fate" and has the ability to tell fortunes.

The narrower the scope of this ability, the clearer the results of divination will be.

For an individual, if the other person's status is weaker than his own, Jonas can completely reproduce his past and accurately predict his future.

The lower the status, the longer the span.

Jonas did not dare to use this ability on Wyatt. Since their first meeting, Jonas knew that this director was not someone he could spy on.

If I were to recklessly peek into his past and future, I would probably be torn to pieces by this director unconsciously.

Although Jonas could not divine for Wyatt, he could divine for the other participants in the dream.

So Helen brought Rowling to him.

There was nothing worth caring about in Rowling's past; instead, her future became a breakthrough.

In the scene Jonas saw, Rowling's future was to hunt down a thin man in the East Lin District who looked like a scholar.

After Jonas described the man's appearance, professional profilers from four institutes drew a series of portraits of people who fit the description.

Helen investigated all the information about this person day and night, and finally she found a similar existence in the Extraordinary Research Institute.

Moulton Leonard, a researcher at Prince's Dream Lab.

Dream scholar, this identity alone is enough to attract Helen's attention, not to mention that he is missing.

Later, the kingdom also sent a report, saying that the investigation bureau finally confirmed that Prince was the culprit of the dream incident.

Now Prince has fallen into a deep sleep for unknown reasons and was arrested by the Bureau as soon as possible. However, his only assistant, Morton, who was a suspected accomplice, was missing, so the Bureau planned to conduct a joint arrest with the four institutes.

Helen will not let Morton fall into the hands of the investigation bureau, because Wyatt's sleep this time exposed a lot of things, and all her requests for help from the kingdom's top leaders fell on deaf ears.

In the end, Helen realized that there were people in the kingdom who did not want Wyatt to wake up.

So Helen only planned to rely on herself. She had to arrest Morton and put him in the fourth prison so that she could get some clues.

Fortunately she did.

The arrested Morton was sent back to the Fourth Institute as soon as possible. Under Hetty's treatment, even his severed hand was reattached. His mental state was very stable and he was able to accept any interrogation.

Time was tight and the task was heavy, and Helen knew she didn't have much time to conduct the interrogation.

Detaining Morton privately would inevitably lead to pressure from higher-ups. Although Princess Nora promised to withstand the pressure for the four institutes, Helen had already prepared herself for the possibility that Nora could only delay time.

The sooner we get clues, the more time we buy, and the greater the chance that Wyatt will wake up.

To this end, Helen doesn't mind using some inhumane interrogation techniques.

Anyway, what he is facing is a villain with no bottom line.

“…This is all for the director.”

Helen's tired eyes became determined, and then she pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in alone.

Morton was now fixed on the interrogation chair, unable to move.

After realizing that he had lost his freedom, Morton turned pale and seemed to have lost his mind.

His truth was gone from him forever.

There could be no more cruel punishment for an avid scholar.

Helen ignored Morton's distracted look. She just threw a piece of paper and pen on the table in front of Morton and sat down in her seat.

"Tell me everything you know." "..."

silence.

Helen waited for a few seconds and then took action.

Helen never thought that there would be a day when her patience would be so poor.

She stood up from her seat, lifted the hem of her windbreaker, and pulled out an alchemical revolver from the holster on her thigh.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at Morton's knee, and Helen pulled the trigger without mercy.

"boom!"

The bullet penetrated into Morton's knee, and the severe pain made Morton's dead expression appear a little hideous.

The revolver's wheel turned, Helen pulled the trigger again, and the next bullet penetrated Morton's thigh.

"what!!!"

The muzzle of the gun was raised and another shot was fired.

The third bullet hole was located in the middle of the thigh.

Helen resisted the urge to fire a fourth shot, but she was still angry, so she put the gun back into the holster more roughly than usual.

After seeing this scene, Hetty, who was on standby outside the interrogation room, pushed the door open and entered the interrogation room.

She reached out to Morton, and the life resurrection awakened the rich energy of flesh and blood, causing Morton's wounds to begin to heal, and the bullet that was embedded in his leg was also pushed out of the body bit by bit by the healing flesh and blood.

In the end, the three bullets were squeezed out of the bullet holes, and the bullet holes disappeared, leaving only three holes in the pants to prove the three shots Helen fired.

These three shots were Helen's warning, and Morton also felt the threat of death from them.

I have already lost the truth, and if I lose my life too, wouldn’t that be a loss?

"Damn Prince..."

"The Executioner III revolver is an extremely secretive pistol. Although it will soon be replaced by new firearms, it is still sought after by many law enforcement officers." Helen pointed the black muzzle at Morton again, "Each of the next bullets will gradually move upwards. Even though there are only three bullets left in the magazine, the bullets I have are enough to hit your head."

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Hetty Shelley, the new doctor at the Fourth Fallen Asylum. As you can see, I'm a Fallen who's good at healing." Hetty walked towards Morton with a smile on her face. "You must have felt a lot of pain just now, right? Don't doubt it. I used the healing method of squeezing out the bullet, which is indeed very painful. I will use this healing method from now on, so please be mentally prepared."

These two women are crazy. It would be a pain to die in their hands.

Morton began to regret that he should have installed a poison sac on his back molars. He would rather die in the smelly Lindong District.

Now that things have come to this, do you want to take a gamble?

It is against the rules for the Fourth Institute to detain me. I believe that the Investigation Bureau will rush in soon to rescue me.

"Jingle-ding-ding-ding-ding!"

Moulton found that Helen had poured the three bullets in the magazine onto the ground.

Is she finding her conscience?

Not really.

Helen put a bullet into the magazine and then turned the wheel hard.

When the roulette wheel stopped, Helen suggested a game.

"I ask you a question and you answer it. If you hesitate, refuse to answer, or lie, I will shoot you. Whether you hit me or not depends on your luck."

Helen took out box after box of bullets from her windbreaker and slammed them on the table.

Hetty suddenly felt that she was quite friendly.

She really is becoming more and more like Wyatt.

(End of this chapter)