I! Cleaner!
Chapter 108 - 108: 0093 Sugar and Ryan Hell_1

"Ah!"

Seeing the female prisoner who had collided headfirst into the metal wall, her head embedded deeply, the female police officer did not take the time to rub her bruised chest. She quickly let go and rushed over, pulling the motionless prisoner out.

"What happened? How did she slam into the wall? Wake up! You…"

"You… Wait, don't shout…"

After patting her shoulder, Ryan leaned against her, his heart racing over one hundred sixty beats per minute, his whole body breaking out in a cold sweat. Covering his humming ears, he weakly advised,

"She probably just knocked herself out, she won't die… You… phew… you need to be quiet, it's making my ear…"

"How could that be!"

Although she did not know why the prisoner did this, it was clearly related to Ryan's issues. The policewoman, worried sick, shrugged off Ryan's hand, turned back, and pointed angrily at the dented wall,

"Look at that! She dented such a large piece! This is iron! Such strength…"

"Don't look at the carriage, can't you check her head?"

"What's the use of looking at her head! It's iron! If iron is dented this much, how could a human head… huh?"

Checking the prisoner's head, she found no expected bloody wounds, only a large red bump. The female police officer widened her eyes in shock, her gaze shifting back and forth between the dented wall and the prisoner's forehead.

"How… how is this possible? How can a human head be harder than iron?"

"Heh, can you be a Rebel with anything less than a head of iron?"

After mumbling a few nonsensical words, Ryan, feeling that more than fifty percent of his energy had been drained, leaned halfway against the seat, panting heavily with lingering fear and grateful that his reaction had been quick enough.

The moment he realized the prisoner intended to crash into the wall, he decisively activated the Holy Spirit Pendant, using his will to alter reality and forcibly "changed" a small piece of the wall into a rubber-like substance.

Ryan originally planned to maintain this state for a few seconds, at least until the wall returned to normal to avoid arousing the policewoman's suspicion.

However, the energy consumption of altering reality was unexpectedly horrendous. Maintaining the "rubber" state even for a moment drained most of Ryan's strength, and upon realizing something was wrong, he dared not wait for the wall to revert. He quickly released the hold on the Holy Spirit Pendant.

After the sudden interruption of the ability, the rubberized wall was immediately restored under reality's "pressure," which trapped the prisoner's head inside the "wall" instead of rebounding her directly…

...

After catching his breath while leaning against the chair, Ryan, now recovering, couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth slightly. Seeing the policewoman still studying the "Rebel's iron head" in befuddlement, he checked the prisoner's condition.

"She seems okay; besides her head swelling, there aren't any other visible injuries. She probably just fainted, maybe a mild concussion."

"That's good, that's good…"

Although Ryan wasn't a doctor, the policewoman inexplicably felt reassured hearing his words. Then, she noticed his abnormal appearance.

"You… what's wrong with you? Why do you look so pale, and have so much cold sweat?"

"..."

*I asked for it! Clearly aware that people with abnormal powers tend to be radical, yet unprepared for her to go to the extreme right away, I gave her a chance to struggle.*

Ryan let out a bitter smile internally, firmly taking this lesson to heart, and casually replied,

"I'm not sure; maybe I'm just hungry… How about talking about you guys! Why are you taking her to the Ryan Family?"

"It's because of the assassination of the Princess…"

As she spoke, the policewoman hesitated, recalling Ryan's identity as a "damn Rebel," feeling it odd to discuss these matters with him. Yet remembering Ryan's strange interrogation earlier, she finally decided to confess,

"The firearms left behind by the Rebels at the scene were numbered under the Ryan Family's arms factory, and she persistently claimed that the guns were bought from the Ryan Family… Are you feeling very unwell?"

Looking at Ryan's pale face and hand unconsciously pressed against his stomach, the policewoman bit her lip and dug two candies out of her pocket, shoving them into his hand somewhat roughly.

"Take these and hold on! If you faint from hunger, it's not my problem!"

"…"

*Even when showing kindness, you have to keep up appearances, huh? You really are contrary…*

Looking at the candies in his hand, Ryan silently unwrapped the light pink wrapper, popped the heart-shaped milk candy into his mouth, vaguely murmuring thanks. He continued to inquire,

"And now, are you still going to the Ryan Family to confront them about the arms factory business?"

"No, I have other questions to ask first!"

Upon hearing this, the policewoman shook her head, first glancing at the unconscious female prisoner beside her, then biting her lip firmly and said,

"When attempting to assassinate the Princess, she created an opportunity by directly blowing up a flour factory, causing a massive casualty of workers. Although she is not a good person, the fact that she ended up like this is ultimately due to the crimes the Ryan Family committed in the past.

The arms factory issue can be investigated by others, but what happened to her and her husband, if I don't continue investigating, no one else will. Hence, I must get to the bottom of this, ensuring those bastards face the punishment they deserve!"

"Good, I hope you can achieve it!"

While sharing the prisoner's perspective, believing that she would probably find nothing before the Ryan Family used their power to stop her, Ryan continued to respect those who persisted in doing the right thing. Even if their methods were naive, he felt contemplative respect and opened his mouth to promise,

"You saw my ability earlier, generally liars can't slip past me. In the future, if you encounter such issues in your investigation, feel free to ask me for help."

"…"

Seeing Ryan not dampen her spirits or mock her convictions, even offering help, the policewoman blinked emotionally complex eyes, awkwardly turning her head and murmuring a mosquito-like "thank you."

*You're truly a contrary weirdo…*

Silently shaking his head, with the consideration of the previous candy-borne kindness, Ryan reminded,

"Make sure you stay vigilant; the Ryan Family operates uncleanly, and even with your substantial backing, they may still take action against you."

"Don't worry, I am mentally prepared."

The policewoman nodded, her expression tense as she said,

"I've been working on several cases recently, all significantly linked to the Ryan Family. To handle these, I've reviewed almost all the files related to their family.

I'm well aware of how despicable and unscrupulous this family is—it's clearer to me than ever! I'll be doubly cautious, regardless of what you say!"

"Alright, as long as you're confident."

Seeing that the policewoman understood just how dangerous this matter was, Ryan nodded, choosing not to say more. Instead, he savored the sweet milk candy in his mouth, leaned back against the chair, and closed his eyes to recharge his energy. However, just as he shut his eyes, someone tapped his thigh lightly.

"Don't just talk about me, what about you?"

Gazing at the sole "Ryan" in front of her whom she found not so detestable, the policewoman's eyes rarely showed a hint of warmth as she softly inquired,

"Aren't you also heading to the Ryan Family? I aim to seize evidence of their crimes, but what are you intending to do there?"

"I'm going for a family reunion."

"????"

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