Once, I wanted to be a good person

He picked up the bodysuit again, and after five minutes, there was still no information.

Fang Ze, refusing to believe in supernatural phenomena, sequentially picked up the other items.

There was no information from any of them!

Fang Ze was baffled.

What exactly was going on?

Had he guessed wrong? Were none of these items Extraordinary Artifacts?

But... they were clearly much stronger than the other items.

Not to mention, that pistol had shattered three defensive artifacts!

Upon thinking this, Fang Ze couldn't help but speculate: If these items were all powerful but not artifacts, could it be that there wasn't an issue with them... but with the woman in leather?

At that thought, Fang Ze was startled, feeling that his speculation was very likely!

With this in mind, he tossed aside these broken items, then went to the table and began to summon the woman who had been buried alive until she passed out.

As the summoning ended, the woman in leather appeared in the Late-Night Investigation Room.

Fang Ze looked at her, bound tightly like a crab, cracked a slight smile, then, without hesitation, drove a dagger into her hand.

"Mmph!" The woman's mouth was gagged; she could only emit a strange scream, then her eyes glared at Fang Ze full of fury.

Fang Ze squatted in front of her, patted her cheek, and said, "No need to shout. I ask, you answer."

"What secrets are you hiding? Why are your pistol and leather jacket not artifacts, yet they are bestowed with Power of Laws?"

The woman in leather, with hands bound behind her, glared at him, then screamed at the top of her voice!

Fang Ze suddenly said, "Oh... almost forgot, I still had your mouth sealed."

Speaking, he tore off the duct tape from the woman's mouth, then forcefully pinched her chin to remove the Law Prohibition, casually stuffing it in the woman's cleavage, and said, "Speak."

The woman glared at Fang Ze and spat out a mouthful of saliva!

Fang Ze laughed twice and said, "I just love your feisty spirit!"

"Thrilling! Come on, let's get started!"

The scene shifted, everything became completely different from before....

Ten minutes later, Fang Ze wiped his hands with a handkerchief, then smiled and said, "I thought it would be tougher. But inside, it's all soft too, isn't it?"

Behind him, the woman in leather hung suspended, covered with bruises, staring at him in terror, muttering something under her breath....

But Fang Ze paid her no attention, analyzing the information he had extracted from the woman's mouth and mind.

"Bound Spirit."

"A very special Disaster Creature. It possesses the ability to bestow items with the Power of Laws, enhancing their potency."

"And because it can coexist with a human soul through a ritual, merging into one, they share the body and abilities."

"Thus... it's one of the favorite base mediums for Mediator-type Awakeners."

To be honest, if not for the appearance of this woman in leather, Fang Ze had almost forgotten about the type of Special Awakening called "Mediator" which ranked alongside Mental Awakening and Bloodline Awakening.

According to Bai Ling's introduction at the time: Mediator-type Awakeners believe that the World's Laws and Awakening Abilities are harmful to the human body.

Therefore, their method of controlling Awakening Ability is not to internalize it, but to condense the Awakening Ability to external mediums, or directly borrow the Awakening Ability of the medium to wield it.

And the Bound Spirit is a type of medium.

By binding her soul with the Bound Spirit, the woman was able to control the spirit through this shared body, using its ability to enhance and strengthen items.

Thus, this woman possessed a firearm of great power, along with a jacket of extraordinary defensive power.

All these were effects bestowed by the Bound Spirit!

Thinking this, Fang Ze also became interested in this type of medium creature.

According to what the woman said, the Bound Spirit and the host's soul were bound, becoming two sides of one body, coexisting together.

Not only could it not be extracted from the body, but if the Awakener died, the Bound Spirit would also disappear into smoke.

Fang Ze believed what she said.

However, Fang Ze believed even more in the Late-Night Investigation Room.

Having been here for over half a month, Fang Ze had almost completely studied the Late-Night Investigation Room, especially regarding the rewards.

The rewards given by the Late-Night Investigation Room are always related to the subject of investigation.

And the level of the reward is determined by the value of the information.

These two rules combined lead to a very interesting occurrence: once Fang Ze had unearthed most of the secrets of the subject, then... he would definitely obtain the most valuable thing from the subject in the investigation room.

Since the woman with the leather jacket, being a Mediator-type Awakener, didn't have many valuable things on her, even lacking a unique Awakening Ability of her own,

as long as Fang Ze could empty her out, then according to the rules, Fang Ze was bound to receive a reward related to Bound Spirits and Mediator Awakening.

Whether it be the method of Mediator Awakening, obtaining a Bound Spirit, or forcefully seizing the woman's Bound Spirit, all were possibilities.

And all these, for Fang Ze, were worthwhile.

Thus, Fang Ze looked at the woman, his gaze flickering with dangerous intent.

The woman seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up in horror at Fang Ze.

After a moment, she yelled, "You, don't come closer! Don't come here!"

Fang Ze chuckled....

When you were shooting at me before, why didn't you say don't come here...

...

So, after torturing the woman for nearly an hour, almost completely emptying her of information, Experience new tales on empire

finally, Fang Ze disconnected the nearly unconscious woman, on the verge of passing out.

Watching as the torture instruments slowly vanished into phantoms, Fang Ze shook his head slightly and muttered, "Why do I feel like I'm becoming more and more twisted?"

"Should I find an assistant for future interrogations, so I don't always have to do it myself?"

While pondering this, Fang Ze dispelled the room's setup, restoring the Late-Night Investigation Room to its original appearance.

Then, looking at the dim room, he stretched languidly, then walked to the desk, ready to check today's gains....