After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Nance felt someone shaking her shoulder.

The foggy consciousness gradually gathered, and before the eyes opened, the first thing I noticed was the humid air mixed with the smell of ink.

"Wake up ......"

An anxious voice came to my ears.

Nance didn't want to wake up so quickly.

No one wants to deprive a squirrel of sleep......

"Section Chief, Dangerous ......"

It seems that someone is anxious about his slow awakening.

In a hurry, the other party reached over and grabbed his sleeve: "Wake up quickly!" ”

【Command Activation】

[Confirmation of instructions, information collection ......]

Yes!

My head hurts.

[Current memory block damaged ......]

【Repair brain function ......】

【Open Database ......】

[Destruction Engine is not activated......]

[Daemon engine inactive......]

[Enter the adaptation mode and enable the preload function......

【Program Launch!】 】

In an instant, countless streams of information fluctuated in my mind, converging into a green ocean of data.

In his sleep, Nance felt something in his body force him to get up, told him that he had no time to sleep anymore, and picked up a vase and smashed him on the head.

Hiss!

My head hurts so much –

Nance snapped his eyes open.

He was in a windowless room, the walls were shiny white tiles, and the air was filled with a strange coldness.

The exhaust fan hummed around the wall, disrupting the light coming in from outside, and the view seemed to be bright and dark.

Where am I......

Nance rolled his gaze in confusion.

Next to her stood a woman who had just withdrawn her hand.

Blonde and blue-eyed, in his early twenties, with a narrow skirt and a white shirt, and a military hat on his head.

Judging from her appearance, she is probably a young, beautiful and powerful female officer.

There was also a woman sitting across the table.

The long black dress clings to her beautiful body, and the blue and red eyes look at him intently, as if they are looking at something new that she has never seen before.

Am I dreaming?

Probably so......

Nance closed his eyes.

Open it again.

The two women were still in front of me.

One he didn't know, and the other he didn't know.

Nance began to doubt his life.

He just stayed up late and squinted at his workstation when he was working overtime, and when he opened his eyes, he ...... What happened?

"Be careful, section chief."

"This demon has the ability to manipulate spirits."

It was a female officer who spoke.

What is your last name?

What is the interrogation?

Enchantment ...... Is that you?

Nance's gaze fell on the woman across the table.

She has long pink and white hair like cherry blossoms, a mature and intellectual face, a somewhat lazy and contemptuous expression, and a queen's temperament.

But on that delicate face, there is a pair of red and blue pupils.

At first glance, she is not a serious girl.

Maybe it's a two-thorn newt.

Just as he was thinking this, Nance's eyes drifted to a line of text.

【Preload function start】

Immediately after, a simple panel appeared in front of him.

【Ximena Eveles】

【Demon】

[Faction: Jealousy]

[Sequence 2: The Queen's Third Order]

[Faction's inherent talents: mind control, pollution, obliteration. 】

[Individual Talent: Deduction]

[Individual Skills: Domination, Contract, Annihilation of Black Hole, Causal Addition]

[Intelligence: Queen, rich woman, controller of energy giant Eveles Group, outstanding young entrepreneur, black gold pearl; Summoned for interrogation on suspicion of using magic in an energy smuggling case. 】

What is this demon?

It's a demon, haha.

Nance sat on the hard iron chair, looking at the alien pupil demon opposite, his hands and feet cold.

The information that was so simple that it was a little barren came to his mind in a moment, and he roughly understood what was happening at the moment.

- crossed.

Nance Adel.

A graduate of Imperial University, not long after graduation, he is currently serving as the head of the ninth section of special crime response in his hometown.

Growing up in a slum where his parents died in a gang fight, he experienced too much blood and violence since he was a child, so he longed for fairness and justice...... That's why within a few days of being the head of the class, he dared to arrest the black gold pearl back for interrogation.

What can I do?

Nance used a grim expression to support his strength, but he was actually panicked inside.

The demon is a human who has been infected by the demon and mutated, and the strength of the infected person is greatly enhanced, and the personality will become extremely paranoid and difficult to control.

No matter how mutated it is, the demon is still a human, and there is still the possibility of communication.

And the devil ...... It's not human at all!

"Section Chief?"

A worried voice came from my ears.

Nance turned her head to look at the female officer.

In this world, there are demons and demons, as well as corresponding angels and angels, such as the one in front of you.

【Tokizaki】

【Divine Messenger (Human)】

[Faction: Loyalty]

【Second Order Divine Messenger】

【Faction Talent: Crowd Guardian】

[Individual Talent: Warcry]

[Individual Skills: Physical Warframe, Honor Blessing]

[Intelligence: Imperial University top student, monastic background; At the moment is a competent adjutant. 】

Nance was lost in thought.

The adjutant is obviously a physical anti-meat shield role, which is used to carry damage in the front row, and his combat effectiveness is not strong. And the demon is a mind control mage, so he should have a certain amount of spell damage and a higher level.

Can't beat it!

Gotta find a way to slip away.

"Section Chief, please continue the interrogation." Adjutant Tokizaki reminded him.

"Hmmm......"

Nance put on a thoughtful look.

From the very beginning, he has been tense and his facial expression has not dared to relax, for fear that the adjutant will see the flaws.

The demon on the other side, who had been watching him, suddenly laughed, raised his wrist lightly, and tapped on the table with a playful expression: "There have been some changes in your body that are of interest to me......"

Nails hit the table, clicking, and the crisp and pleasant sound was like the footsteps of death.

Remand?

Interrogate your mother!

Nance scolded directly in his heart.

The former section chief is a high-achieving student on the surface, but in fact he is a paranoid who reads dead books, and his mind is full of fairness and justice to the point of almost being stunned.

For example, this Miss Ximena was arrested and interrogated as a suspect just because she was present at the scene of the crime and glared at him contemptuously.

Are you kidding!

Nance dared to use the personality of a traverser to vouch for that she was not a demon.

If he could, he would like to shout out "Noble and beautiful Miss Ximena cannot be a demon", and then immediately invite the unprovoked demon queen out of the house, and promise that a similar misunderstanding will never happen again.

"Section Chief, please don't delay any longer." Adjutant Tokizaki dutifully reminded his superiors, "If we can't interrogate the clues, the situation will be very unfavorable to us." ”

"Oh, no, my head hurts." Nance rubbed his head, "I seem to have been invaded by mental pollution just now, I must rest for a while......"

Desperately needing a quiet space to digest the facts, he didn't give the adjutant a chance to react, and immediately staggered out the door.

Adjutant Shi Qi hesitated, frowned and asked, "Do you need to ask for a priest?" ”

"I'll just get some sleep."

Nance left the interrogation room without looking back, and followed his memory to his lounge.

Miss Adjutant had wanted to ask the priest to treat the section chief to prevent him from having any mental sequelae.

But after a moment of silence, she didn't say anything after all.

In her eyes, this rookie section leader is a self-righteous and extremely sensitive person.

If her opinion is not adopted, she may be ridiculed by him, "Do you think that what you said must be right if you are born noble?"

Perhaps this is the long-suppressed inferiority complex in the hearts of slum children, even if they grow up, most people will find it difficult to get rid of the shadow in their hearts.

※※※※※

The hallway was empty, and the lights were dim.

"Find a safe place first, and then think about countermeasures......"

Nance followed the hallway and turned to the right, and a sign that read "Temporary Detention Area" appeared in front of him.

The brand is still in Chinese characters...... Surprised, he stepped into the area.

Boom!

Knock knock!

The sound of dull footsteps echoed through the empty and lonely aisles.

The air always smelled like a mixture of old newspapers and rotting apples, and when you smell it, you feel like you're at the bottom of an ancient abyss.

Tick.

Droplets of water from nowhere fell into Nance's collar, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

The whole space was as silent and oppressive as ruins, and it was extremely weird.

He vaguely heard something.

In the black iron fences on both sides of the aisle, faces with different expressions emerged in the darkness, quietly peeking at him with the aura of death.

Black silk and white silk shredded meat......

Lori Royal Sister Young Wife......

those who cough up blood and bang their heads against the wall; Hysterical and abusive, coquettish and cute begging to be let go...... Crazy beauties of all kinds of appearances and styles, there is everything here.

Nance sighed.

Deeply.

He felt like he was going to get cold.

The faces in front of me are not just faces, but also the embodiment of arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, gluttony, and lust.

He closed his eyes, and demons from hell whispered in his ear.

"Welcome, Wicked Girl Party—"