Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

"Lynn Bartleion, when you were in the interrogation room, I already warned you that this is Glostit. Humility takes one far farther than courting popularity with sensational acts,"

"It seems you haven't learned your lesson."

Clearly, including himself, no one present believed that Lynn had already cracked the case of the Amputator.

After all, it had only been two days since the thirty-sixth incident, and he had been staying in his cell the whole time with access only to other prisoners, devoid of any channel to contact the outside world.

Even if we take a step back,

Assuming he could get in touch with the outside world, the idea of solving the serial killings that had plagued the Imperial Capital for over a year in such a brief period of time was utterly preposterous.

If he really had such strategic abilities, then all of the Empire's intelligence organizations might as well stop operating and line them all up for a firing squad.

Therefore, Councilman Blake considered Lynn's current behavior as merely a tactic to stall for time.

Unfortunately, he was not going to fall for that.

"Since you say you've cracked this case, very well," Councilman Blake slowly closed the carriage door as if temporarily dismissing the thought of leaving the place, "tell me now, the real identity of the Amputator Burshman, and where he is at this very moment."

"Think carefully before you answer. You only have one chance."

At this moment, as the ruler of the financial Empire of the Cortes Family, and one of the most powerful people in this ancient Empire, Councilman Blake was infuriated by Lynn's audacious behavior.

After all, he saw it as a desecration and an offense, the way the youth was looking down at him from his high horse.

No one had ever dared to behave like this in front of him.

Not just on behalf of the Cortes family, but it seemed this brat had no basic sense of awe towards the Imperial Council's dignity.

The atmosphere suddenly turned tense.

Fourth Prince Joshua couldn't help but make a "tsk tsk" sound, looking at Lynn by his side.

"Should I say you are ignorant of death, or extremely arrogant?" Joshua pushed up the glasses on his nose bridge, "Thinking that after making the Mosgla family take a big fall, you can now act unbridled in the Imperial Capital?"

"Even your master couldn't do this, let alone..."

"The proposal concerning the Helius Mausoleum, you had a 'merit' in it?"
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Just as Fourth Prince Joshua was getting into his stride, Lynn's indifferent voice suddenly cut off his words.

Upon hearing this, he paused for a moment and then smiled, "So what if I did?"

"To be honest, besides me, many people are openly and secretly watching this place right now, waiting for the outcome of the events."

"Do you think they wish for my monstrous third sister to die in the mausoleum or to return safely to Glostit?"

"But I am not so heartless, after all, we share some blood ties... as long as I can get into the mausoleum to collect enough samples and data, what happens to her afterwards, life or death, it's irrelevant to me."

Upon saying this, Fourth Prince Joshua paused and then shoved his black-framed glasses, "Also, I'm actually quite curious."

"Instead of worrying about my third sister, you might want to think about yourself... how do you plan to end this situation?"

The streets surrounding the substitute punisher's headquarters gradually began to draw scattered crowds due to the assembly of several luxurious, high-profile carriages and the rare presence of significant figures.

Although the numbers were sparse, as time passed, they slowly began to accumulate.

At these words, Lynn revealed a set of pearly white teeth, giving the other party a smile that was either bright or sinister.

"You'll find out soon enough."

The next second, he turned his gaze back down from the platform.

"Answer my question," Councilman Blake's voice was very cold at this moment, "tell me the true identity and exact location of the Amputator."

"Otherwise..."

"He's right here."

Before Councilman Blake could finish his sentence, Lynn rudely and disrespectfully interrupted him.

"?!"

In that instant, everyone present was once again plunged into disbelief.

Right here?

Did he mean to imply that the Amputator, the one responsible for heinous crimes, was currently in the vicinity of the substitute punisher's headquarters?

"...That joke isn't funny."

After a brief moment of shock, Councilman Blake spoke with a dark expression.

The atmosphere became extremely frosty.

However, Lynn remained expressionless from beginning to end.

In fact, ever since he had been thrown into prison, he had been considering how to catch Amputator Burshman in the most efficient manner.

The other was a Transcendent of the "Evil" faith, possessing unique abilities of the Demon Clan.

His survival skills and countering divination abilities were much stronger compared to various churches and wild transcendent individuals.

After all, deceit and cunning were synonyms for demons.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been unable to capture him for so long.

Of course, there were also some "traitors" secretly aiding him, as the human factions were never short of such creatures.

So, trying to proactively catch someone like Burshman was almost an impossible task.

Especially for Ivyst, among the nine princes who had the weakest influence.

Even having read the original story, Lynn couldn't find similar information.

But, this matter itself wasn't that complicated.

Indeed, to catch someone, there wasn't just the option of making a move.

For someone like the Amputator, a cunning eel hidden among millions of people, luring the snake out of its hole was a much better strategy.