Back then, the 'White Suits' were also an important subordinate branch of the Aogiri Tree. The leader, Jason, could even enter a partial Kakuja state, and the second leader, although inferior to Jason, was not too far behind. However, with the defeat and death of the two leaders within a few days, the status of the entire 'White Suits' within the Aogiri Tree rapidly declined, to the point where they had to stick together for warmth. Their goal in remaining alive was naturally to take revenge on Lancer, and naturally, they allied with the 'Grave Robber' who wanted to avenge her brother, but this time, the situation was somewhat beyond their expectation.
Seeing the 'Grave Robber' who was tied up with a whip and had her mouth gagged, and the 'Shikano' on the other side who was almost unconscious, they instantly had a bad premonition.
'Escape.'
No one spoke at all. Almost at the same time, they abandoned their opponents and fled in all directions, but could they escape?
Even the ghouls evaluated as A+ ranked in the CCG could not put up effective resistance against Lancer attack. When the last fugitive was pierced through the chest by the long spear Lancer threw, the members of the Quinx Squad, who were originally full of tension, finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then a deep sense of powerlessness set in.
The enemies they couldn't defeat even when going all out were easily killed by that man without even counting as an opponent that could hold up for a single exchange...
"We'll send the people to the command vehicle first. You guys go and meet up with the main force."
"Yes!"
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The 11th Ward battle ended with an unbelievable speed, but this was not strange, because several executives directly affiliated with the Aogiri Tree did not take action. It seemed as if the entire 11th Ward was abandoned, which was undoubtedly very strange. Back then, the Aogiri Tree had engaged in a protracted battle with the CCG to seize the 11th Ward. Now, they just handed it over so easily?
Lancer was unsure, but he knew one thing –––––– the looks from the other investigators around were so piercing!
'I heard that Investigator Lancer caught another cute-looking ghoul.'
'Yeah, I heard it's the S-rated ghoul Grave Robber. That's really amazing.'
'No, no, I'm saying he truly is Arima Special Class' successor, 'Stud Lancer'! That exquisite rope art is simply a work of art!'
...
Lancer felt an unsaid MMP (motherfucker) stuck in his throat!
Although the others were speaking very quietly, it was not a problem at all for Lancer, whose physical quality was comprehensively enhanced and whose five senses were naturally no exception, but he would rather not hear what the other party was saying now.
What the hell is 'Stud Lancer'?!
Who came up with this damned nickname?!
And he wasn't the one who tied her up at all, okay?!
It is in the investigator's code for CCG investigators to try their best to capture ghouls for intelligence gathering when conditions allow! What kind of things are in your heads?! I clearly caught the other ghoul, okay!
I have an MMP that I absolutely must...
"Heh heh, he truly is the rising star of the CCG lately. Investigator Lancer, who fought a great battle with the Owl and eventually severed half of its body. No matter where you go, you are the focus of everyone's discussion."
The voice beside him, clearly carrying dissatisfaction, immediately made Lancer expression extremely helpless.
Lancer really wanted to tell the other party what those guys were actually discussing, but considering his already limited reputation, he decided to forget it. This kind of thing shouldn't be said by the person himself at all.
"Let's hurry up. I don't know why the upper level wants us to conduct the inquiry."
Lancer, pretending not to have heard anything, unconsciously quickened his pace. Perhaps this was the so-called self-deception?
This was not Lancer first time at the 23rd Ward detention center, and he was quite familiar with the place, but the strange looks from strangers along the way still made him feel uneasy. Finally, he arrived at the office of the Deputy Director, 'Deep-Eyed Haizaki'.
He was specifically responsible for the security work of the 23rd Ward, so his daily work was relatively light. Some simple tasks were handed over to him, while the truly technical aspects were handled by the Director.
"First Class Lancer, long time no see."
"Special Class Haizaki, my apologies for not greeting you sooner."
This was not the first time the two had met. After all, Lancer and his team were one of the investigators who supported the 23rd Ward back then. The other party then nodded at Akira Mado as a greeting.
After motioning for the two to sit down, he held two disposable paper cups and handed them to the two, while pulling out a report from the desk and handing it to Lancer.
"We have conducted an initial interrogation of the ghoul named 'Shikano', but unfortunately, we did not obtain any useful intelligence, apparently because the opponent had been stimulated before. As for the other one, 'Grave Robber', we will leave her to you, Lancer."
The other party picked up his cup, wanting to take a sip, but then seemed to remember something and gave Lancer a strange smile.
"By the way, the investigators who helped 'Grave Robber' wash and take her into custody were all female investigators."
Motherfucker!
Lancer really didn't know what to say. Although he knew the other party was 'kind-hearted', this kindness made his heart ache! Although being called the 'Death Throes'was a bit strange, it was at least a normal nickname, but he felt that his other title was never going to be removed; it had even spread to the ears of a Special Class Investigator!!
"We will do our best. Akira, let's go..."
After saying that, Lancer bowed to the other party and left the room, and Akira Mado beside him naturally followed. However, on the way to their destination, Akira Mado glanced at Lancer with a strange look.
"Lancer, I won't... bother you, will I?"
"Akira!"
Lancer suddenly stopped, then leaned down and stared at Akira Mado's eyes with an extremely serious expression.
Feeling the breath almost spraying on her face and the scorching gaze, Akira Mado, who usually presented herself with an 'iceberg' attitude, suddenly felt a little embarrassed for a moment and slightly turned her face away, but before she could turn it fully, Lancer forcibly turned it back.
"Akira, you wouldn't believe that strange rumor, would you? You have seen what kind of person I am, haven't you?"
'A strange guy who is not interested in the beauty beside him? And does this guy not see me as a woman! So rough!'
After complaining in her heart, she pushed Lancer chest with both hands to push him away.
"I know. Alright, let's go!"
Because her face was flushed, Akira Mado walked quickly towards the destination with her head lowered, while continuously adjusting her mood to let her face return to normal as soon as possible.
The two walked for almost 10 minutes before finally arriving at the special prison in the lower level. At least S-rated ghouls were detained here, and the 'Grave Robber' was being held here.